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Blinded	By : ssdawn Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 26887 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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One more chapter that wrote itself in the wee hours of the morning. I truly love when that happens.
Blinded Chapter 22

The knocking on the door interrupted Hermione's reading. She was still so frustrated that she hadn't been released from St. Mungos yet. She felt so much better, but because of the severe internal damage she'd undergone, her healers had wanted to keep her one more week. All of her friends had exclaimed how happy they were that she was staying put. They all knew how Hermione was a workaholic, and of course, she couldn't deny it. But, she had made Harry promise that he would come to the hospital every day and update her on all of the developments, or lack of development in the MacAteer case.
The door opened and Draco walked in with Scorpius, his large hand holding onto the smaller one of his son.
"Good morning," his smile was wide and genuine. He bent down to kiss her lips.
"Oh that's so gross," Scorpius complained as he saw them kissing. "Kisses are for cheeks, not for lips." The little boy gestured with his hands.
Draco winked at Hermione which in turn made her blush. It also made her realize more about the kind of relationship Draco had had with his late wife, Astoria. He'd admitted to Hermione that he hadn't been in love with her at the time of her death. So of course Scorpius hadn't seen much affection between his father and mum.
"Are you here to read stories with me again?" Hermione patted the bed next to her.
"Yes, I am!" Scorpius struggled to get up onto the bed. His dad had to give him a lift up as his little legs were not tall enough.
"So has The Chosen One and his sidekick been in to see you today?" Draco asked.
Hermione smiled but shook her head at him. "Yes, they came earlier, but didn't have much to say. I feel so helpless not being there to work on the case."
"You are helping. When we're not here with you you've been pouring through file after file. Don't be so hard on yourself."
"Papa…it's my turn to talk to Herminee." Scorpius stated whinging in a loud voice.
For a moment Hermione caught a flash of irritation on Draco's face, then his countenance softened. Taking a deep breath he ran his hand through his hair and sighed. "I know mate sorry."
The door to Hermione's room opened, "Mr. Malfoy, someone from your office is waiting in the hall to speak with you. They said it's a matter of great importance."
Draco looked from Hermione to the door and back to her again. "I'm sorry. Do you mind if I leave Scorp here for a while while I take care of this?"
"No, not at all. Anyhow, this is my reading time with Scorpius so you can run along." Hermione smiled down at the little boy curled up to her side.
"Thank you." His hand reached out to smooth down her freshly washed hair. "I'll be back as soon as I can." Once again he leaned in to kiss her lips, lingering a little longer than last time. Hermione's hand came up to thread through his hair, holding his head firmly in place.
"Bye-bye Papa," Scorpius's words broke their kiss, as they both quietly laughed at the toddler's antics.
Draco then quickly kissed Scorpius on his cheek and ruffled his hair. "You be a good chap and listen to your…Herminee."
Hermione had caught what Draco had almost said. Had it meant anything? Was it a slip of his tongue that he would have said if Astoria were still alive? Or was he starting to see her as a possible mum for his son?
"Love you," Draco said. Both Scorpius and Hermione looked up at him as he left the room. This only made Hermione wonder more if he'd been directing that 'Love you' to just his son or both of them.
"Well, what book did you bring today?" Hermione asked with a smile.
Scorpius held the book up for her. "Oh goody, The Tales of Beedle the Bard. Which one do you want to start with?"
"The Wizard and the Hopping Pot," Scorpius said with delight.
Hermione sighed and opened the book and started to read the book, even though it was one she had hoped she'd never have to read again in her life.
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Draco and his assistant had left the hospital and flooed back to their ministry offices on level five. Things had been chaotic during the time when Scorpius and the other children had been missing. Draco had spent much of his time helping Hermione on the case and his three main assistants had been running the department. Since Scorpius's return, Draco had been back to work as much as he could, between visiting Hermione at St. Mungos, then at home with Scorp, and then being at work to run his department. He felt like he was running in too many directions, but he wasn't ready to give up his position at the ministry yet.
Draco sat behind his desk staring at Theodore Nott who was the head of the International Magical Office of Law, whose department worked under Draco as head of The Department of International Magical Cooperation. He and Theo had never been mates in school, but they also had never been enemies. Theo at least had been smart enough to avoid getting involved with Voldemort and being marked as a Death Eater. Somehow, he had slipped under Voldemort's radar, something that had irked Draco seeing how he had been pulled in kicking and screaming in order to save his family's life.
"So, the new laws set by France's Ministry of Magic are not aligned with the British laws currently in place. They have threatened to pull all trade of current commodities between our two countries until our laws are compliant with theirs." Draco's head pounded as he listened to Theo drone on about laws and trading and stuffy political jargon.
"Have you informed Minister Shacklebolt about this? We can do nothing until he gives us the go-ahead to even start bringing this matter in front of the Wizengamot." Draco asked Theo in a somewhat grumpy tone.
"I thought that was what your job was for, to inform the Minister about what is happening in your department." Theo sat back in his chair and crossed his legs staring down at Draco.
Draco pressed his lips together trying not to curse at the man. Theo was just trying to get him riled up. "How long has this been a problem?"
"The past two months." Theo said.
"The last two months? Why wasn't I informed about this earlier?" Draco shouted back at him.
Theo sniffed and turned his nose up in the air, "Well, Draco, you haven't exactly been here at the office much to inform you of happenings have you?"
The snide answer he could tell was making him red in the face. "My three assistants have been here and none of them have said anything about it."
"That's because I was waiting for you to return." Theo said coldly.
Draco could feel his heart beating rapidly as he tried desperately to calm himself. Was Theo after his job?
"If this matter is as important as you say, and is stopping international trade with France, then yes, you should have informed my office whether or not I was here." Draco knew for sure that now his face was red with anger.
Theo leaned back in his chair staring at him, not quite sure if he should say anything right at the moment.
Taking a piece of purple parchment out of a drawer, Draco grabbed a nearby quill and furiously started writing on it. When he was done, the Interdepartmental Memo folded up into an aeroplane and took off out of the door.
"That memo is headed to Minister Shacklebolt's office. It was to let him know that you were heading there, immediately, to inform him about an urgent matter in your office that has been going on for two months."
Theo sat looking dazed for a moment and then jumped up. "Draco, why are you doing this?"
"Theo, you are the one who kept this information quiet. You had every avenue available to inform this department of what was starting to boil over in France, yet you chose to keep us in the dark. Therefore this is still your problem and you will be the one to inform the Minister what is threatening our trade alliance with France."
Draco stood and motioned toward the door. "Now, don't keep our good Minister waiting. Good day."
Theo said nothing as he huffed and strutted out the door. Draco dropped into his chair, his hands coming up to rub his pounding temples. Did Theo Nott truly think he'd get the drop on Draco Malfoy? They were both Slytherins after all, and Draco was one of the most cunning of them all. He was not going to take the fall for something that Theo Nott had neglected to do.
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By the time Draco made it back to St. Mungo's, several hours had gone by. He felt guilty leaving Scorpius with Hermione this long, especially because she was still recovering.
He walked into her room to find Hermione and Scorp cuddled up together in bed, sound asleep. Her arms were protectively wrapped around his son. They both had peaceful smiles on their faces. He stood there for a few moments, his hands in his pockets, watching them sleep. He didn't hear the door open as someone came in.
"They look good together, don't they?" Harry stood at his side holding cups of coffee. "I came in earlier to update her and found them just like this."
Harry handed the extra cup of coffee to Draco, who took it with a whispered, "Thanks."
Both men went and sat down in the nearby chairs and started to drink their coffee. "I heard there was some shouting in Minister Shacklebolt's office today and that Theodore Nott came running out looking scared as a rabbit in a fox's den."
Draco grinned and gave a soft laugh, "That's because the bastard was trying to blame me for something he'd neglected to do the past two months. I turned the tables on him. I'm sure that the Minister wasn't too happy to hear about his incompetence."
"You do know that Minister Shacklebolt supported everything you've done this past year helping Hermione, right?" Harry asked him.
"I had thought so when I had asked him to go on leave and putting my assistants in charge. Theo had tried to take advantage of that even though there was a trade embargo going on between Britain and France because of new laws enacted by France. Theo had decided not to tell anyone about it until I came back. He's known about it for two months. How in the name of Merlin do you hide something like that without anyone finding out?" Draco spilled everything out to Harry.
Harry listened attentively, watching as Draco spoke. It seemed so odd to be speaking of his work woes to this man, who at one time he deemed as his enemy.
"So, I take it you sent Theo off to inform the Minister all about what he'd done?"
"Hell, yes I did. Theo wanted me to be the one to inform him about the embargo, but I sent a memo off to Shacklebolt telling him that Theo was on his way down to inform him about something important that was happening. Theo never saw it coming." Draco shook his head.
"What an idiot. You are the King of Slytherin and all things shrewd and cunning. What was he thinking?" Draco looked over to Harry who had a big grin on his face. Draco reached over and slugged Harry's arm.
"Don't you ever forget it either Potter." Draco quipped, with an equally big grin on his own face.
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"Draco put me down, I can walk into my apartment on my own." Hermione tried to get down, but Draco held onto her with a tight grip.
"No, it's the Malfoy men's job to get you safely here and settled." Draco shut the door once Scorpius had walked inside holding a bouquet of flowers.
Draco set her down on the couch and then took the flowers from Scorpius. "I still think you should come back with us to the manor. I have put up new and improved wards that will admit no one who is a stranger."
"I'll be perfectly safe here. I'm pretty good at my own wards too." Hermione leaned back looking around her place that she hadn't seen for several weeks.
"Herminee, I like your house. It's very pretty and not too big like our mansion. Why don't you have a mansion?" Scorpius looked up at her with his steel-grey eyes so like his fathers. His cute little pout, with his drawn eyebrows, made him look so serious.
"Well, you see, I, uh…"
"Scorp, that's not a polite thing to ask," Draco said to him firmly.
"Why not?" Scorpius looked up at Draco and then over to Hermione. "Did I hurt your feelings? Papa told me not everybody gets to live in a big house like ours, but that doesn't mean they aren't special."
Hermione looked at Draco. She was secretly proud of this man and the way he was raising his son differently from the way he'd been brought up.
Before they could say anything else there was a knock on her front door. "Who could that be?" Hermione asked out loud looking at Draco's sudden guilty face.
"The Potter's wanted to bring you dinner on your first night home. I tried to tell Potter's wife that we would be fine, but she wouldn't listen." Draco tried to explain.
Draco went to the door and opened it for the Potter family who came pouring in like a hurricane. Harry came first carrying two covered dishes, followed by the two screaming Potter boys, with Ginny waddling in holding a cake pan.
"Ginny? I didn't know…" Hermione didn't know what to say to Ginny who was obviously very pregnant.
Ginny put down her cake and then proceeded to hit her husband on the arm. "Why didn't you tell her months ago that we were expecting again?"
"Ouch! Why does everyone have to hit?" Harry rubbed his arm. "I didn't tell her because she was occupied with the case and I guess I forgot to say anything."
"What do you mean you forgot? You bloody well knew that I was puking my guts out 24/7 being pregnant with another Potter child." Ginny said her furious Weasley side coming out.
Draco and Scorpius stood in shock at the side of the couch. She was sure that neither one of them were used to hearing someone like Ginny explode with anger. Of course Harry and Hermione were used to it from having been around Mrs. Weasley all these years. Ginny had turned into her mum in many ways, temper especially.
By now James and Albus were running around chasing each other with their fake Weasley Wizard Wheezes Wands for kids. "Here, catch," James yelled at Scorpius as he ran by throwing another kid wand at him.
Scorpius caught it with both hands and then looked up at Draco. "Yes, son, you can go play with the boys, but don't be so rough. Remember, this isn't our house…thank the Gods. No offense Hermione, but there are many valuable and un-replaceable items at the manor that could be ruined by horseplay."
Hermione saw Harry roll his eyes and Ginny look embarrassed because of her wild boys. She wasn't sure how to respond to Draco's comment. It was the first time, in a long time that the snob in Draco had come out in full force. It troubled her, especially because this was the man she was falling for.
"I'm just going to see getting this food ready," Ginny said softly as she waddled her way into Hermione's kitchen.
"I think I'm going to help her," Harry said as he also retreated into the kitchen after his wife.
Hermione glared up at Draco, who sighed, then sat down next to her. He took her hand in his. "I'm sorry Hermione. It just slipped out. I am who I am and I can't always hide it from your friends."
Hermione pulled her hand away and turned to face him. "You mean that you are a pureblooded snob?"
Draco opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out as he sat there thinking. "Apparently, I guess I still am a Pureblooded snob, but only when it comes to certain things; never to you."
His quick, honest response surprised her. His next move surprised her even more. His hand came out to pull her into him his arms. He tilted her chin up while his fingers wound in her hair, tugging tightly, as his lips fit perfectly onto hers,with his tongue exploring her mouth. Draco's other hand started creeping up to her breast where it landed circling lazily on her nipple. The heat started spreading out from her breast and descending lower, and lower as Draco pulled Hermione into his lap. She let her hands start running over his chest, firm and warm as their bodies started to move together in a lover's dance they both had wanted for a while. She could feel the moan starting to bubble at the bottom of her throat, and couldn't stop it as she let her head fall back as Draco's lips did something delicious to her neck.
"Are you guys trying to make a baby like dad and mum did?" James Potter said loudly startling them apart. Hermione jumped out of Draco's lap as she looked up to see James, Albus, and Scorpius, standing there, watching them with their mouths wide open.
It was at the same moment that Harry and Ginny came back into the room. "You three go and wash up for dinner, now." She swatted each little boy as they ran off laughing.
Harry grabbed Ginny, putting his arms around her wide, expanding middle. "Yes, unfortunately, our boys know too much about how this baby girl was made, don't they Gin." Harry laughed rubbing her belly.
Ginny turned red-faced and tried pushing Harry off, but he wasn't budging. "Yes, someone forgot to put up locking charms on the door and they will be forever scarred by seeing their father's lily-white arse as he bounced on their naked mum."
"Oh, my arse isn't lily-white. I bet compared to Malfoy's here, mine has more of a tan. Shall we show them?" Harry started to undo his belt, while Draco stood up to do the same, both men grinning like loons.
"Oh, Gods you two! Stop it right now." Hermione said trying not to laugh. "Harry Potter you have corrupted my boyfriend. I think I liked it better when you were enemies and not causing so much mischief."
Draco helped Hermione up, putting his arms around her. "You don't really mean that do you?"
Looking between the two men she nodded no. "I don't mean it at all. It's kind of nice to not be refereeing when you both are in the room. Now if only we could do something about Ron."
Ginny laughed, "He's a hopeless cause. He still tries to deny that Harry and I have sex, even though we're married and are pregnant with our third child."
"Speaking of that third child, so it's a girl? That is wonderful! What are you going to name her?" Hermione asked with excitement.
"We're naming her Lily Luna Potter," Ginny said.
"So you're naming her after Harry's lily-white arse?" Draco asked with one raised eyebrow.
"No, you git. After my mum, Lily." Harry said, looking a bit put out.
"Well, thank Merlin for that." Draco took Hermione's hand and started walking towards the kitchen.
"No one should be named after the Chosen One's arse." The women both laughed, as Harry walked after them muttering about pureblooded, blond, wankers.
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The chapter is ending here, at 15 pages. I could have gone on more about things at the dinner table, but I think you can see how well both "families" are getting along at this point. Hermione is home now and will be going back to work, so there will be more about the MacAteers soon. I hope you enjoyed this as much as I did writing it. Thanks again for everyone who has been reviewing and following this story. It's actually my favorite at the moment. I will be working on updating, Living, my Snamione fic, with my heart still reeling from the great Alan Rickman's death this past week. I loved the man in his role as Severus Snape and many other movies. Ending here as I don't want to cry again. See you soon! ~~ssdawning
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