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In Fond Remembrance	By : T-W-O Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 22794 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to the very witty and very rich JK Rowling. I do not make any make any money - from this story. I do own the computer this was typed on.

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Both of Lyra’s parents recounted (from one pensive vial or another) that Rachel had the good sense to prepare nutritious nibbling food and get the hell away from the main combustion zone — which meant anywhere near her boss and Lyra’s father — that first evening.

For the first week, Draco recalled using his smirk and his well-honed sarcasm to keep Hermione chastened and cowed. Much of the week reduced to family meals prepared by Rachel, tours of the garden with Richard (Hermione was crap at garden planning; Richard thanked Merlin for Draco who knew a thing or three about gardens) and long periods on the couch as Hermione fidgeted, wrung her hands, stared at the floor and barely spoke above a whisper in an effort to justify her decision to, as Draco called it, “hide his blood” from him. On the sixth day of his sharp-tongued haranguing, she corrected him by stating that her choice hid his “half-blood” from him.

By week’s end Draco effectively lived at Hermione’s place, using her floo to commute to whatever company location required his attention.

For a number of years (as witnessed in the bowl revealing remembered truth) Hermione would kick herself mentally for allowing Draco Malfoy to get away with intimidating her into accepting responsibility for almost five lost years with Lyra.

Yes, she’d enjoyed Crete and yes, she’d had (mind-blowing) sex with him… over and over again… many times each day… and every night — including the days she should have been on her menstrual cycle.

But her memory told her that Draco never accepted her argument that she’d feared he’d reject a half-blood child. Hermione herself had (legally) modified Lyra’s magical birth registration to place George Weasley’s name as acting in loco parentis for the unnamed father (although giving George parental responsibility was like handing a pyromaniac a catalog of explosives, a box full of detonators and a blank cheque).

In the future, as a student at Hogwarts with James Sirius Potter, Lyra would describe this as the time her parents spoke only about local weather and fishing in her presence. All day. Every day.

For the second and third weeks, Hermione’s own profession as a solicitor came to the fore as they worked out the legal documents: custody agreements, guardianship and new wills. Conversations about weather and fishing gave way to hissing and growling over:

Visitation rights and schedules — Draco wanted to “drop in” and stay with Hermione whenever he felt like it; he did offer to buy her a more suitable (“suitable”=“massively impressive”) home on the island. Hermione — a stickler for structure and consistency in Lyra’s life — heatedly explained that she wasn’t running a 24-hour amusement park and she’d be damned if she’d be the bad guy when Lyra wanted to wait up for a missing Malfoy or let him play at being “Disney-Dad” at all hours of the day and night; Lyra would begin school in autumn and needed consistency. That school announcement led to a battle over…

Schooling — In the most polite tone he could muster while calling Hermione an unmitigated idiot, Draco clarified his position: no Malfoy in 500 years had attended non-magical school and he’d be damned if his precious daughter would be the first. Lyra was, in his estimation, too smart for the local “farm children”. Hermione lost her temper and her vocal modulation (for the first of many times) as she reminded the “pure-blood mental defective” (at “11” on her vocal volume knob) that she’d attended a non-magical lower school and she’d bested him every year at Hogwarts. Draco made the mistake of asking why, if she was so smart, did she not successfully cast a contraceptive spell on Crete and avoid saddling his daughter with an addle-brained mother who considered learning to muck barns and spread fertilizer to be a challenging academic load. This led to another bout of unconsciousness for Draco when a porcelain teapot tagged him right between the eyes.

Custody — Surprisingly, a look-see at the pensieve would confirm very little disagreement; Hermione suggested and Draco gratefully accepted a joint custody offer. Such an arrangement would simplify travel and emergency situations when Lyra was with only one parent. The subject of survivorship, however, required a two hour cleanup of the kitchen as the jinxes left biological agents cooked and imbedded in unseen locations (including Draco’s boxers and what lay underneath). Draco saw no reason for not making him Lyra’s guardian; Hermione believed the Potters were better suited to raising her on a day-to-day basis until she left for Hogwarts. Draco insisted Hermione change her stance; Hermione reminded him that if they killed each other in the next ten minutes, she’d get her way. In the end Draco agreed not to raise Lyra anywhere near Malfoy Manor and Hermione relented after making him take an Unbreakable Vow that included losing his male bits if he violated the terms after her death.

Wills — Hermione’d had Gringotts trust solicitors draw up her will to ensure Lyra’s inheritance lasted out the child’s lifetime; George Weasley was named executor of the trust backed up by Blaise Zabini. As Blaise and Draco remained best friends — in fact, Blaise’s title at Malfoy Inc. was Executive Vice President of Marketing and Development — Draco made a mental note to terminate the life and employment (in that order) of his Marketing V.P. when he went to work on Monday; Blaise knew about Lyra and withheld that small piece of news from his boss.
Work on Draco’s will complicated life in Hermione’s household again, ultimately requiring its own week of disclosures and realities before any changes could be made. Just yesterday (in the present) Rachel chuckled while reminiscing about the lead-in to that week — she’d never purchased so many headache relievers and pain potions for Hermione in her entire employment.

For Lyra, this period started her lifelong love of owling. With Rachel’s assistance (as co-conspirator), Lyra spent significant time carefully printing long descriptions onto parchment of the strange things her parents were doing (and shouting) and asking her quill-confidante, James Potter, if his parents ever acted like this (Lyra being very new to having both parents living together).

Seven months older and, therefore, years more experienced (in his own mind) than Lyra, James’ observations could be summarized as:

“Parents are weird, and so is Uncle Ron.”

Uncle Ron — between jobs and banned from the Burrow for using his parents’ new super-jet bathtub (provided as an anniversary present by Charlie, Bill and Percy) for unseemly purposes (in broad daylight) with multiple (naked) people (all at once) — currently lived with the Potters.

Why Uncle Ron’s behavior mattered confused Lyra’s thinking for days and days.
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