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Polyjuice	By : Dazzlious Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 32326 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: A huge thank you to Mamacita for being the best beta ever.
So we’re almost at the end — the epilogue will follow this, but not for a few days as I’m away visiting friends and I’m already running late (typically). To everyone who has been reading the story — thank you for sticking with it. I wish you all a very Happy Holiday!
Avanell — Sorry to disappoint you by omitting the discussion. To be honest it wasn’t something I considered in detail as it was really a fait accompli.
Voracious Reader — I’m definitely a romantic and I love a happy ending.
Heidi191976 — Well he’s not a little boy any longer.
Vampire Seductress and Catysmom — thank you for the reviews
Ginnylovesharry07 – *LOL* Okay here’s some more . . . .

Hermione put the carrycot on the seat next to her as she joined her friends on the train. Luna was sitting on the floor, busy talking to the baby about everything under the sun, and Hermione couldn’t help but smile. She was going to miss this.
She had never really thought about the journey to and from Hogwarts before, but with the exception of the Dementor attack in their third year their journeys had been fun and they had forged and deepened their friendships. It had been an integral part of the Hogwarts experience, and it seemed sad that it was ending.
But of course, she wasn’t a child any longer. None of them were. They had seen awful things and faced terrible dangers during their time at school, but all of them had come out the other side just that little bit stronger. She just hoped their friendships continued through University and beyond. She was sure that she, Harry, and Ron would always be friends, although she and Ron were destined to be forever bickering, and she hadn’t lost her extended family as she had been worried she might once her association with Lucius was known. But now she had a new challenge. She needed to build a relationship with her old nemesis, Draco.
She had decided against going to find him, figuring that if he wanted to see Sofia he would come and find her, but it then occurred to her that he might find it difficult with all her friends around.
‘I have to go to the toilet,’ she said. ‘Can you keep an eye on Sofia for me, please?’
She left the carriage and made her way down the train, keeping an eye out for Draco and his cronies as she went. She had got three-quarters of the way down the train when she spotted him, keeping court as he always did. Well, she wasn’t going in. There were too many Slytherins in one place for her liking. As she passed she saw him glance at her just briefly and a few seconds later he left the compartment to follow her. She stopped to wait for him.
‘Congratulations,’ he said stiffly.
Hermione smiled pleasantly. ‘Thank you, Draco,’ she said sincerely.
He looked embarrassed as if he didn’t know what to say. Neither did Hermione.
‘My father really is in love with you, isn’t he?’ he asked finally.
Hermione nodded. ‘Yes. And I’m in love with him, too,’ she said sincerely.
‘Good. Perhaps he’ll be a nicer person now. I’m not sure he and my mother were ever in love. If they were, they never made it obvious. Sometimes I think they only had me because they needed an heir.’
Hermione looked pained. ‘I’m sure that’s not true, Draco. I know your father loves you and I’m sure your mother does too, even if they don’t care for each other too much.’
Draco laughed. ‘You’re going to be good for my father, I think. You’ll keep him on his toes. Are you coming to live at the Manor?
‘Yes, although I’ll be going to University in September. I haven’t quite worked out the logistics of that yet.’
‘I’m supposed to be going too, although I might put it off for a year as I’m not sure what I want to study.’ Draco sounded wistful.
‘I can see you as an Auror,’ Hermione said thoughtfully. ‘I wanted to be a Healer but Professor Snape told me I was good enough to be a Potions Mistress, so now I’m considering changing.
‘Look, I’ve got to get back. I’ve left Sofia with the others and I don’t want to leave her alone for too long. Perhaps we can chat later?’
‘Of course. I want to see Sofia anyway. I need to meet my sister, after all.’
He gave a small smile and Hermione thought how much he looked like Lucius.
‘She’ll look forward to meeting you too,’ Hermione said with a smile and she turned to go back to her compartment. She looked back and saw Draco staring after her. He raised his hand in a wave before stepping back into his compartment.
‘We’re almost there,’ Ginny said. ‘Are you ready to be overwhelmed?’
‘Ah, the end of an era. For us, at least,’ Hermione said wistfully. ‘I almost envy you and Luna having another year, Ginny.’
‘Yeah, great. Just think how boring it’s going to be for me next year with all you lot gone.’
Hermione laughed. ‘At least you’ll be able to concentrate on your studies. And you’ll be Gryffindor Quidditch Captain. Don’t forget that little gem.’
The train was pulling into the station. Hermione picked up the carrycot while Harry took her bag. She took a deep breath. Well, this was it. This was the end of her time at school. She was no longer a Hogwarts student.
Luna opened the door and stepped onto the platform, and Hermione followed her.

Hermione put the carrycot on the seat next to her as she joined her friends on the train. Luna was sitting on the floor, busy talking to the baby about everything under the sun, and Hermione couldn’t help but smile. She was going to miss this.
She had never really thought about the journey to and from Hogwarts before, but with the exception of the Dementor attack in their third year their journeys had been fun and they had forged and deepened their friendships. It had been an integral part of the Hogwarts experience, and it seemed sad that it was ending.
But of course, she wasn’t a child any longer. None of them were. They had seen awful things and faced terrible dangers during their time at school, but all of them had come out the other side just that little bit stronger. She just hoped their friendships continued through University and beyond.
Hermione was sure that she, Harry and Ron would always be friends although she and Ron were destined to be forever bickering, and she hadn’t lost her extended family as she had been worried she might once her association with Lucius was known. But now she had a new challenge. She needed to build a relationship with her old nemesis, Draco.
She had decided against going to find him, figuring that if he wanted to see Sofia he would come and find her, but it then occurred to her that he might find it difficult with all her friends around.
‘I have to go to the toilet,’ she said. ‘Can you keep an eye on Sofia for me, please?’
Hermione left the carriage and made her way down the train, keeping an eye out for Draco and his cronies as she went. She had got three-quarters of the way down the train when she spotted him, keeping court as he always did. Well, she wasn’t going in. There were too many Slytherins in one place for her liking. As she passed she saw him glance at her just briefly and a few seconds later he left the compartment to follow her. She stopped to wait for him.
‘Congratulations,’ he said stiffly.
Hermione smiled pleasantly. ‘Thank you, Draco,’ she said sincerely.
He looked embarrassed as if he didn’t know what to say. Neither did Hermione.
‘My father really is in love with you, isn’t he?’ he asked finally.
Hermione nodded. ‘Yes. And I’m in love with him, too,’ she said sincerely.
‘Good. Perhaps he’ll be a nicer person now. I’m not sure he and my mother were ever in love. If they were they certainly never made it obvious. Sometimes I think they only had me because they needed an heir.’
Hermione looked pained. ‘I’m sure that’s not true, Draco. I know your father loves you very much and I’m sure your mother does too, even if they don’t care for each other too much.’
Draco laughed. ‘You’re going to be good for my father, I think. You’ll keep him on his toes. Are you coming to live at the Manor?
‘Yes, although I’ll be going to University in September. I haven’t quite worked out the logistics of that yet.’
‘I’m supposed to be going too although I might put it off for a year as I’m not sure what I want to study.’ Draco sounded wistful.
‘I can see you as an Auror,’ Hermione said thoughtfully. ‘I wanted to be a Healer but Professor Snape told me I was good enough to be a Potions Mistress, so now I’m considering changing courses. Look, I’ve got to get back. I’ve left Sofia with the others and I don’t want to leave her alone for too long. Perhaps we can chat later?’
‘Of course. I want to see Sofia anyway. I need to meet my sister, after all.’
He gave a small smile and Hermione thought how much he looked like Lucius.
‘She’ll look forward to meeting you too,’ Hermione said with a smile and she turned to go back to her compartment. She looked back and saw Draco staring after her. He raised his hand in a wave before stepping back into his compartment.
‘We’re almost there,’ Ginny said. ‘Are you ready to be overwhelmed?’
‘Ah, the end of an era. For us, at least,’ Hermione said wistfully. ‘I almost envy you and Luna having another year, Ginny.’
‘Yeah, great. Just think how boring it’s going to be for me next year with all you lot gone.’
Hermione laughed. ‘At least you’ll be able to concentrate on your studies. And you’ll be Gryffindor Quidditch Captain. Don’t forget that little gem.’
The train was pulling into the station. Hermione picked up the carrycot while Harry took her bag. She took a deep breath. Well, this was it. This was the end of her time at school. She was no longer a Hogwarts student.
Luna opened the door and stepped onto the platform, and Hermione followed her.

Hermione was immediately overwhelmed. First, her parents rushed to greet her, amazed to see not the pregnant girl they had expected but mother and child. A few minutes later, Molly Weasley couldn’t wait any longer and joined the couple in cooing over the baby, followed by Arthur and the rest of the family. Soon Hermione and Sofia were surrounded by a large group of mainly red-haired people, and Hermione reluctantly handed her daughter over to her mother and Mrs Weasley.
Fred and George turned to her, another couple whose interest in the baby was minimal.
‘So, you had it, then?’ George said smiling.
‘Her — Sofia,’ Hermione replied, laughing.
‘That was a bit inconsiderate of you, Hermione,’ Fred said.
‘Yeah, we had a business opportunity for you,’ George added.
Hermione looked at them suspiciously. ‘I don’t think I’m interested in any business proposition from you two,’ she said. ‘Especially where babies are concerned.’
The twins looked hurt.
‘Don’t you trust us, Hermione?’ Fred asked.
‘That’s harsh,’ George chipped in.
‘So what was this business proposition, then?’ Hermione asked laughingly.
‘Oh, we just wanted you to test some products for us,’ Fred said innocently.
‘Like what?’ Hermione asked, her eyes narrowing.
‘Oh, a whole range of things we’ve designed for expectant mothers,’ George said.
‘Nothing dangerous!’ they both announced suddenly, realising that Hermione was looking at them suspiciously again.
‘Something to reduce the pain during labour would be a good invention,’ she hinted. ‘Anyway, talk to me next time,’ she said smiling.
‘So you’re going to have another one?’ Fred said interestedly.
‘Yeah. Obviously not right away. But yeah, I have a feeling Lucius and I might be quite busy on the kid front. Might even give your parents a run for their money.’ Hermione winked at the twins.
‘Isn’t he a bit old, though?’ George asked.
‘No, I don’t think so. He’s only forty-four — that’s not really old, is it?’
‘Well . . . compared to us it is . . . a bit,’ Fred said.
‘He honestly doesn’t seem that old when you chat to him. He’s got a very young outlook on life,’ Hermione urged.
‘So would I if I was shagging an eighteen-year-old,’ Fred said cheekily.
‘I thought you were,’ Hermione said smiling. ‘I’d heard you were seeing Eloise Midgeon. She’s certainly blossomed over the last couple of years.’
Fred looked uncomfortable. ‘She’s a lovely young lady,’ he said, his ears turning red.
George laughed. ‘She’s a bit of a prude,’ he confided.
Fred shot him a filthy look. ‘So would you be if your twin was hanging around all the time, ruining all your fun.’
‘What fun? She’s as boring as anything, Fred. Yes, she’s got nice tits but not much else going for her.’
The twins continued arguing as Hermione turned away, scanning the crowd for Lucius.
She saw him, looking gorgeous and immaculately dressed, as usual, standing a little way back, amusedly surveying the Weasley clan as they continued to bill and coo over Sofia. He raised his eyebrows at her, smirking. Hermione beckoned him over to her. He walked over slowly and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her into a kiss.
‘How was the journey?’ he asked. ‘And more importantly, my love, how are you?’
‘I’m good, although rather sore,’ she told him. ‘And the journey was fine. Luna talked to Sofia all the way home, God only knows what about. Don’t be surprised if she grows up talking about Snargles and Crumple-Horned Snorkaks, though. Oh, and I saw Draco.’
‘Did you?’ Lucius’ voice was carefully neutral. ‘Did he say anything?’
‘Yes. He congratulated me. I don’t know whether it was on the engagement or the baby. Maybe it was both. You don’t need to worry, Lucius. He’s fine about you and Narcissa, just a little insecure about your feelings for him.’
She kissed Lucius again and then realised that they were now the centre of attention. Everyone had stopped looking at Sofia and was instead watching her and her lover.
Smiling, she took his hand and led him over to her family.
‘Lucius, you know the Weasleys of course — Arthur and Molly, Bill and his wife Fleur, Percy, the famous twins, Fred and George, and my dear sister Ginny.’
Lucius greeted them all, obviously rather surprised at the warm reception he got from the family, considering the history between them.
‘And these are my parents, Helen and David Granger,’ Hermione continued warmly.
She led him over to her parents, taking Sofia’s carrycot from her mother as Lucius shook hands with them both.
‘Mum, Dad, this is Lucius Malfoy, Sofia’s father.’
Lucius spoke at length to both of her parents, especially her father, with whom she heard him discussing the fact that he wanted to ask him for Hermione’s hand in marriage. She laughed. Lucius was so old-fashioned sometimes, but it was nice and her dad would appreciate that.
Hermione talked to Mrs Weasley, Ginny and Fleur for a while and then left Sofia with them while she went to talk to Harry and Ron, who were hanging around like spare parts.
‘Can you believe it’s all over?’ she asked.
The boys shook their heads.
‘Seems like only yesterday we were just going to Hogwarts for the first time,’ Ron said.
‘We’ve had some good times, though,’ Hermione said wistfully.
‘And some bloody awful ones,’ Ron retorted.
‘Yeah, there have been some scary times too,’ Harry said. ‘But at least we always had each other.’
‘We’ll still have each other, though, won’t we?’ Hermione asked worriedly.
‘Always!’ Ron said staunchly.
‘Just try getting rid of us,’ Harry told her with a grin. ‘We’re going to haunt you forever.’
Hermione gave the two boys a hug, feeling deep warmth in her chest. Right now she felt like the luckiest person in the world. A perfect child, a wonderful lover, a fabulous family, and the two best friends anyone could ever want.
She looked over and saw Draco. He had obviously finished saying goodbye to his cronies and was standing on his own, looking over at where his father was chatting to hers.
‘I need to go and talk to Draco,’ she told her friends and walked over to join him.
‘Hi, Draco,’ she said smiling at him.
‘Oh, hi, Hermione.’ Draco’s voice was slightly glum. She understood why. His friends were all gone and now he was surrounded by people he had considered enemies for the last seven years.
‘Come and meet my family . . . and Sofia, of course.’ She took his arm and led him across the platform to Mrs Weasley, who was holding Sofia.
‘This is Sofia.’ She pulled the sleeping baby from the carrycot and held her. Draco looked at her in wonder.
‘Can I hold her?’ he asked, his voice almost a whisper.
Hermione beamed. ‘Of course you can.’
She handed the baby to him, explaining how she should be held. She was surprised that he was showing so much interest, considering how the other boys had all shied away, but then, of course, Sofia was his sister, so perhaps that made a difference.
‘She’s going to love you, Draco,’ Hermione told him quietly.
‘Do you think so?’ He looked hopeful.
Hermione nodded. ‘Oh yes, I think our Sofia is going to be completely in love with her big brother.’
Taking Sofia once more, she put her back in the carrycot, and after saying a brief goodbye to the Weasleys she and Draco headed over to where Lucius and her parents were talking.
‘Mum, Dad, this is Draco, Lucius’ son.’
Her parents both greeted Draco warmly, her mother giving him a big hug that Draco seemed to enjoy. She heard Mrs Weasley marshalling her family in the bossy way she always had. Harry was going to stay with the Weasleys until he and Ron went to University in September. She looked round at them all, waving to each one, trying not to cry. Honestly, it wasn’t as if she was never going to see any of them again, was it?
At the last minute, Ron broke free from the family and came over to Hermione’s group. He smiled at Hermione and walked over to Lucius. Looking at him appraisingly for a moment, he stuck out his hand. Lucius smiled and took it, the two of them shaking firmly before looking at each other once more.
‘If you ever hurt her, I’ll kill you,’ Ron said quietly.
‘I know,’ said Lucius, ‘and you’ll be quite entitled to. It’s not going to happen.’ He smiled once more at Ron.
Ron nodded and headed over to Hermione and looked at her, his face serious. ‘I think it’s all going to work out,’ he said, wrapping his arms around her and holding on to her tightly. ‘Don’t ever forget how wonderful you are, Hermione,’ he whispered and kissed her firmly on the lips for the first time ever.
Hermione could feel Lucius watching.
‘So are you, Ronald. I love you.’ She smiled.
‘I love you too, Hermione — always will.’ He gave her one final squeeze then let go of her, moving backwards towards his family, but still looking at her.
‘You know, he’s not a bad bloke really,’ he called as he reached them. Then he turned away.
Hermione couldn’t help but smile. She knew everything was going to be just fine.
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