A/N: Hello, All! Welcome to the sequel of I Will Try To Fix You, featuring the next generation :) I had loads of fun writing their kids, and had planned on this being a quick 15k one-shot. Pfft! I should really know better by now. Anyways, I've turned it into two chapters, possibly three, depending on how the ending is received. I hope you all enjoy!
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Fix you 2
Chapter 1: Draco's Favorite Things
Friday nights were one of Draco's favorite things. Every Friday at 6 pm his entire family gathered at the Manor for dinner. All the kids, Harry and Ginny, Ron and Lav, sometimes even more Weasley's. After his parents had come back, Draco insisted that the Manor be redone. He was no longer comfortable there, and neither was Hermione, although she suffered through fair enough. The first floor was re done with all new furnishings, and painted walls. The old portraits of family members were taken down and put in the cellar, at Lucius's insistence.
Hermione had helped Narcissa with picking out new things for the Manor, which Lucius was grateful for. It meant that he didn't have to spend hours shopping. Once the announcement of the girls had come, the rest of the Manor was renovated. All of the rooms were updated with brightness and light. Narcissa insisted on changing the colors of the rooms, which Lucius didn't mind, this houseful of children was bringing the life back into his tired soul. So, after everything was completed, they had insisted that everyone come over to see the changes Narcissa was so proud of, and the Friday night tradition stuck.
Draco loved every minute of being a parent. Having three boys around was heaven for him. Scorpius, James, and Hugo were all raised as brothers; just as Iris, Rose, and Lily were raised as sisters. The boys made him a better father, while the girls made him a nervous wreck. He remembered all the things he let them get into, just because he could.
Friday, 5:45 pm rolled around and Hermione was trying desperately to gather her family so they could leave for the Manor. "Draco! You're not helping!" She screamed into the back yard, watching Draco, Ron, Hugo and Scorpius race around on their brooms.
"Mom! Five more minutes! Please? I can't let dad win!" Scorpius shouted back, not even looking at her.
"Three minutes! You still have to change! All of you!"
No one answered her. She rolled her eyes but wore a smile as she walked back in, they never listened. "Honesty!" She said to Lavender, throwing her hands in the air. "We do this every week!"
"I think that's why they do it. Tradition and all." She smiled back. "At least the girls are-" Lavender never would be able to finish her sentence due to the crash they heard upstairs, followed by two loud thuds on the floor.
They raced upstairs to see Rose and Iris in their room, laughing hysterically under mattresses, their room a complete disaster.
"Someone want to explain?" Hermione said exasperated.
The girls were laughing too hard to speak. Rose climbed out from underneath the pile first. "Sorry, Aunt Hermione! We were trying to do something, and it didn't work."
Hermione stared at her, thinking back to her school years and how the girl in front of her was so very much like Ron. With that sideways smile and quirky attitude. Her beautiful curly red hair and scattered freckles made her look soft, but Hermione knew she had a fighting side.
"What were you trying to do?" Lavender asked.
"Make the mattress float!" Iris shouted, coming to stand beside Rose.
Hermione looked at her own daughter, the spitting image of Draco, thinking again how very much alike she and her father were. That cocky grin and prefect blonde hair and pale skin."Make the mattress float..." Hermione said slowly.
"Yea! Dad and Scorpius used to do it all the time! And I thought I had figured out the charm!" Iris rambled on. This she definitely got from her mother. "Dad never told me it, but I th-"
"Your father did this?" Hermione said in shock, letting her mouth fall open.
"Well, yea?" Iris looked irritated.
Hermione silently cursed herself for ever falling for a Malfoy. "Okay." She said as calmly as she could manage. "Please straighten this up, we need to leave for your grandparents in..." she checked her watch. "Two minutes! Get to it!"
The girls huffed, but had their wands out and began straightening up the room. Hermione and Lavender walked down the stairs before they both broke out in laughter.
"Seriously?!" Lavender said. "They fly around on mattresses?!"
"Apparently! No wonder they always seemed a little too happy when I'm not here."
Hermione was nervous the first time she had ever left Draco home alone with the kids when she was called away to research the habitat of hippogriffs. She was gone for four days, and was sure the house would have been burnt down when she got back. Scorpius was only three and Iris two. Yet when she returned everything was in its place, the house looked almost too clean, and the kids were exhausted for the next two days. Draco never did say what they did when she was gone, but she was sure now it involved lots of candy and flying mattresses.
Exactly two minutes later, the boy's had come downstairs changed into fresh clothes followed by the girls, swearing everything was back to normal.
"Alright. Let's go before we're late." Hermione sighed.
"Aunt Hermione, Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny are always late! There's no point in being on time!" Rose tried to explain.
"Punctuality is a critical life lesson." She answered in her best Ministry voice.
Everyone else in the room just rolled their eyes.
Draco came up and gave her a soft kiss on the cheek. "Let's go." He called out to the kids. "Before your mother goes off on a tangent." He gave his wife a wink.
They all flooed to the Manor. Once there Hermione grabbed Draco by the elbow holding him back from everyone else.
"My dear, this is hardly the time." He said with a smile, snaking his arms around her waist.
"Flying mattresses, Draco?!" She hissed.
His face registered the shock before he was able to cover it up with nonchalance.
"Really?" She whispered. Walking with him now into the dining room.
"Damn those girls! Always getting me in trouble." He mumbled.
"Nana!" The girls ran over to Narcissa, who hugged them both.
"What are we having for dinner?" Hugo asked as soon as he walked into the room.
Ron came up behind him and gave him a swat on the head.
Draco and Hermione shared a look.
"Lasagna, my dear." Narcissa came over and hugged the boy. "I have pie for dessert." She whispered to him.
"Chocolate?" He whispered back, getting excited.
She gave him a wink.
Harry, Ginny, James and Lily arrived then, and Lucius signaled everyone to sit. When this tradition first started each family stayed grouped together, with Narcissa and Lucius at the head of the table. Now however, the kids broke off to one side, the adults on the other, with Narcissa and Lucius sitting in the middle of the table, on opposite sides, so they could be a part of all conversations. Draco sat next to his father, with Hermione on his other side. Somehow the damn mattresses came up again and Hermione glared at him.
"That was always fun." Lucius said without thinking. Hermione now glared at Lucius. He realized his mistake immediately.
"You taught him this?!" Hermione asked in shock.
The man cleared his throat, and looked to Narcissa who was smiling into her wine glass. Clearly she was going to be no help. "Well." He began. "I may have done that as well when Draco was a boy." He said as casually as he could.
"You did that too, papa?!" James asked, fascinated.
"You've done this?" Ginny asked him.
Before he could see Harry and Ron try to tell him to be quiet James was already talking. "Oh yea! It's great! Whenever Aunt Hermione was gone and Uncle Draco would bring us all over we would race!" James looked over at his dad then.
Harry was pinching the bridge of his nose, Ron looked scared out of his mind.
Hermione's attention was now on all three men. "You raced around my house... on bloody mattresses!"
"Sometimes we-" Hugo started but the look he got from Draco silenced him instantly.
"Darling." Draco began. "It's all in good fun, no one got hurt, and-"
"Well, there was that time that Scorpius got his tooth knocked out." Iris added with an all too sweet smile.
"He got his tooth knocked out?!" Hermione screeched. "Wait wait..."
Draco slouched into his chair with a groan.
"Sit up straight, dear." Narcissa cooed. She was enjoying this.
"I remember you telling me he lost his tooth when he bit into a cookie. A cookie, Draco!"
Draco shot her a look, silently telling her not to go on.
She eyed her father. Challenge accepted! "He flew off his mattress, and landed in the tree in the yard."
Ginny spit out her drink and began to laugh hysterically.
Hermione just stared at her daughter, her mouth hanging wide open.
"We are not done with this conversation." She said to Draco.
Draco looked over at his father nervously, who simply shrugged.
The women cleaned up the dinner and dessert mess, with Hermione wrapping up and entire chocolate pie for Hugo to bring home. The men sat in the living room talking, while the kids went to their rooms. After everything was cleaned up they joined them in the living room, Hermione sitting on Draco's lap while he sat in a chair. Her hand went to his neck to play with his hair, while his one arm immediately came around her waist.
"Can you believe we take the kids to Kings Cross in a week?" Ginny asked sadly.
"I know, I really can't believe how fast the time went by." Hermione added.
Draco could almost feel her frown. He gave her hip a small squeeze of reassurance. This was the first year all of the kids would be going, and he was so nervous about it.
Unconsciously, Hermione grabbed his hand at her hip and held it, squeezing back as the conversation lead on.
He loved the little things. He loved the way they communicated without words, without even looking at each other. He loved the connection they still had, even after all this time. He loved that she still wore the bracelet and necklace he gave her all those years ago when he was a mess. He loved that every Friday they sat here, talking with his parents he never thought he would see again. With friends he never thought he would have.
"Draco?" Hermione asked, looking at him.
"Sorry." He snapped to attention.
"The kids want to stay the weekend."
"All of them?" He asked, looking at his parents now.
"All of them." Narcissa replied.
"They leave soon, when is the next time we will get to do this?" Lucius said next. "The Christmas holiday?" He asked, sounding hopeful and saddened at the same time.
"Of course. Whenever they want." Harry said to him.
Draco looked around now to see all of the kids standing behind the sofa, with smiles plastered on their faces. His heart ached for the family he now had.
"I guess that's fine." Ron smiled. "Not the whole weekend though." He added.
"Oh, Ron." Lavender swatted his arm. "Let them stay. We'll get them Sunday morning. You all took vacation before they leave, we still have time." Lavender said to him. She turned to Narcissa. "If that's alright."
"Of course." Lucius answered. He was going to miss the chaos just as much. The Manor would go back to being quiet and lonely, and it had been filled with such love for so long it was going to be quite the change.
"Well then." Draco said to the group. "We better be going, we'll see you Sunday morning." He got up, kissed all six kids on top of their head, and hugged both of his parents.
"Please be good." Hermione said sternly to the boys.
"Why don't you ever say that to the girls?" Hugo whined.
"Because they are better at hiding their trouble." Harry answered. "Be good."
Draco and Hermione flooed home and she barely had time to walk out of the floo before she was wrapped in Draco's arms.
"I'm still cross with you, Malfoy." She attempted her best angry voice.
"Mmm." Draco moaned. "Are you?" He kissed her neck, finding that sweet spot that made her weak.
"Yes." She said breathless. Her arms came around him and she knew she was getting lost in the moment.
"I promise you can yell at me all you want later, right now..." he trailed kisses up her neck, to her jaw and finally finding her lips. "I want you."
Before he knew it she jumped into him, her legs wrapping around his waist and he carried her to the bedroom, never breaking contact.
Hermione woke the next morning early, completely encased in Draco's arms. She turned to face him, letting her head rest on his shoulder while his arms crept around her once again. She traced those beautiful lines she loved so much, moving his necklace from Luna aside so she could trace every single line. She moved lower and lower, finding those lines on his stomach. She moved her fingers even lower and found those lines on his hips that lead to even more wonderful things.
Draco began to stir as Hermione traced her fingers around his growing erection.
"Hermione." He said hoarsely, as his hips moved to meet her soft hand sliding up and down.
"Good morning." She said softy. She kissed him good morning, then slowly made her way down his body.
Yes, good morning indeed.
Sunday morning came by slowly, the sun barely up before Draco and Hermione were both awake. They had spent nearly all of Saturday in bed, something they hadn't done in a very long time. They had showered together, making each moment last as long as they could. Once they were done Hermione got dressed and went downstairs to start the coffee. They enjoyed the quiet morning, both reading in the living room when the kids flooed in at nine am.
"Hey." Draco smiled brightly. "Have fun?"
"Yea!" Scorpius shouted. "Papa did the mattress thing!"
"Really?" Draco damn near squeaked. Lucius was getting up there in age, he could hardly envision him flying around on a mattress anymore.
"It was awesome, Dad!" Iris chimed in, a huge smile on her face.
"Did he do this with you?" Hermione asked.
Scorpius plopped down on the couch next to his mom. "Once. But he said he was too old for this sort of thing. So he let us race around the yard!"
"Yea! And I won!"
Draco was having a hard time containing his smile.
Hermione just shook her head. "I'm glad you had a good time. Now go get ready, we only have an hour."
As soon as the kids were upstairs she turned to Draco.
"I had absolutely nothing to do with this!" He said in a rush holding his hands up innocently. "This time." He added for good measure.
An hour later they were all ready to floo to the Burrow. Sunday mornings were one of Draco's favorite things. Every Sunday at 10 am, they had brunch at the Burrow. With all of the Weasley's, and usually once a month his parents came. It was a wonder everyone fit in the house now, given that the Weasley children and spouses now totaled ten, and the kids totaled fourteen. Draco never knew what a large family was like, his family now much bigger than he ever anticipated, and he wouldn't trade it for anything.
"Everyone ready?!" Draco called out.
"Dad, I need my broom!" Scorpius shouted running back up the stairs.
"Seriously, we do this every week!" Draco huffed to Hermione.
"Funny, I said the same thing on Friday!" She glared at her husband, who blushed.
Once they arrived at the Burrow Draco was instantly immersed in chaos. He loved it. Kids were running around everywhere.
"Kids, take it outside!" Ginny was screeching.
"Okay mom!" At least five different kids answered her. She looked at Harry and smiled.
"Draco!" George bellowed. "Ready for a rematch?"
"Always! We got this!"
"Oh please!" Said Iris. "You haven't won a game in three years!"
"Watch it, young lady. This is our year." Draco argued.
"Yes!" George said at once.
"No!" Hermione and Draco shouted at the same time.
"Oh, she's a Slytherin alright." Harry whispered to Ginny. "Manipulative and ambitious."
"No, she's a Gryffindor." Ginny countered. "Reckless and never knows when to be quiet."
Molly floated all around the house trying to gather everyone so they could eat. They all made their way into the kitchen where two very long tables had been set up. The arrangements changed from week to week. Sometimes the adults sat at one while the kids sat at the other. Other times families sat with families, and others there was absolutely no order at all. Today was one of those days.
Ginny, Hermione, Fleur, Victorie, Lavender and Rose sat at one end talking about going shopping in France. Draco, George, Ron, Scorpius and Teddy were talking about their Quidditch game. Arthur, Molly, Percy, Bill, Iris, and Lily were talking about Hogwarts and classes.
"Everyone will be at Hogwarts this year!" Arthur said proudly.
"I hope that Vickie and Teddy can keep them all in line." Molly said.
"Gram, we're not that bad!" James shouted from across the table.
"If you're anything like your father, trouble will always plague you!" Hermione said.
"I'm glad you finally know that I never went looking for it." Harry said to her.
"Well... maybe I did a few times." Harry chuckled. "When it came to Malfoy."
"Poor Minerva." Arthur said sadly.
"At least we all like each other Grandpa!" Scorpius said. "We're the better generation."
"You think so, eh?" Ron asked.
The kids and a few of their parents all went outside after they ate to play their annual Quidditch game of kids vs adults. Molly, Hermione, Lavender, Aubrey and Fleur stayed behind to pick up the mess left by brunch. Arthur and Percy went out as well to keep score and also referee.
"I don't know why they call it the Annual Quidditch game." Lavender said to the other women. "They play nearly every Sunday."
"I know, but the last weekend of August was the first time." Hermione said warmly.
"Mum, are you saving ze pie for after?" Fleur asked.
"Yes. I hoped to."
"Maybe we should have some now." Lavender suggested. "Once Ron and Hugo find it we might not get some!"
They all seemed to agree with this answer. Quickly, Molly sliced one pie and they ate their slices fast so they wouldn't be caught.
"Hermione, are you-" Draco stopped when all five women turned with mouths full of pie and wide eyes. "Oh you sneaks!" He whispered.
"Don't tell Hugo!" Lavender said with a mouth full of pie.
"I won't if you cut me a slice right now."
Fleur rushed to get him a plate as Molly cut him a slice of their chocolate pie.
"Mmm. Mum you're the best." Draco said between bites. He inhaled his slice and gave Hermione a kiss on the cheek. "Coming out to cheer us on?"
She rolled her eyes. "Of course."
"Good! The Opening Ceremony is starting soon." He ran back out of the house.
Aubrey snickered. "Opening Ceremony. It's so ludicrous!"
"I know but I really do love it." Hermione said. "Ready? Is the evidence hidden?"
"Yes, yes!" Molly said.
They made their way to the make shift stands and pulled out their team flags they had made years ago. The rest of the kids that weren't playing joined them, each wearing a team shirt to show support of their siblings. Lavender donned her shirt to show support for her husband, with a ridiculous smile on her face. The seven children that weren't playing sat in front, while Fleur, Hermione and Lavender sat in the next row, with Molly and Aubrey in the top row.
"Welcome to the Annual Weasley-Potter-Lupin-Malfoy Quidditch Game!" Arthur shouted from the middle of their makeshift pitch.
"Really? After all these years we couldn't come up with an actual name for this thing?!" Aubrey said.
"Coming onto the pitch first, we have the All-Star Alicorns!" Arthur introduced the team as they flew out.
Everyone clapped loudly, giving shouts and cheers.
"I'm surprised they never changed that name. Scorpius thinks it's not intimidating enough." Hermione said.
"Well, since they thought of it when they were like five, it isn't." Lavender laughed.
"Playing chasers we have Lily Potter, Scorpius Malfoy, and Iris Malfoy!Playing beaters we have Fred Weasley and Hugo Weasley! Playing keeper we have Teddy Lupin! And as seeker we have James Potter!"
Hermione cheered extra loud for them.
"And now, introducing the Ferocious Firewhiskies!"
"What a stupid name!" Hermione and Lavender said at the same time.
"Playing chasers we have Angelina Weasley, Ginny Potter, and Draco Malfoy! Playing beaters we have George Weasley and Charlie Weasley! Playing keeper we have Ron Weasley! And playing seeker we have Harry Potter!"
Everyone cheered and waved their team flags wildly, even though they all thought it was ridiculous. The Alicorn team flags were purple and had a picture of a white alicorn on them, charmed to gallop around on the flag. Their team shirts had the same colors. The Firewhiskies flags were bright red and had blue flames on theirs charmed to look likely were engulfing the flag. Their shirt color also matched the flags.
"Alright!" Bill took over the announcing since Arthur had to referee. Over the years they had all become quite sneaky and vicious, all trying to see what they could get away with in order to win.
"Let's have a good, clean match!" Bill nodded to Arthur who released the bludger, quaffle, and the snitch into the air and both teams began to play, the excitement saturating the air.
"Who do you think will win?" Molly asks the other women.
"Draco really wants to win this year." Hermione says in response. "Then again, so does Iris."
"Oh, the kids have them beat for sure!" Lavender laughed out. "Don't tell Ron I said that though."
The other kids cheered them on as Lily and Iris tried to score once each, with Ron blocking both goals. Hermione shook her head at the silliness of it all, but her family adored everything about this weekend, and she wouldn't ruin it for them. She cheered for both Harry and James, who zoomed around the pitch trying to find the snitch. Ginny was the first person to score a goal and the makeshift stand erupted in cheers.
"You'd think she'd be a little nicer with the kids playing." Molly chastised.
"Ginny has always been ruthless on the pitch." Hermione said to her.
Ron prepared to block another goal, then moved quickly out of the way before he was hit with a bludger, allowing Lily to score. Hermione couldn't help but roll her eyes at Lav's dramatic gasp.
"Oh, look! Aunt Ginny is gonna score again!" Rose cried out.
"No way, Teddy can block her!" Victorie said with pride. Molly, Hermione and Fleur shared a look, but kept their thoughts to themselves.
Sure enough, Teddy was ready and blocked the quaffle with a smirk of satisfaction.
"Great job, Teddy!" Hermione shouted out, ignoring the glare Ginny sent her.
An hour later the score was one twenty to ninety, with the Firewhiskies in the lead. Hermione could see James flying just a bit too lazy and knew that meant that he saw the snitch. Harry though, was watching him like a hawk, and she couldn't tell if he saw it or not. Just as she thought they wouldn't get anywhere and the snitch would be lost again, James dived down towards the center of the field, with Harry right behind him. They were so close that if either one moved an inch over they would collide and fall to the ground. Hermione stood to watch it all unfold, not really knowing who was going to win.
"I'm just saying, I think Potter let James win." Draco grumbled later on that night.
"So what if he did, which, you know he didn't by the way." Hermione retorted as she changed for bed. "James caught the snitch fair and square."
"Did you see Iris score those four goals? She's gonna be so great on the school team."
"I did see that." Hermione said as she wrapped her arms around her husbands waist. "I also saw the three Scorpius scored. Do you think he'll try out for seeker?"
"Most definitely. That rivalry will never die, love."
Monday evenings were one of Draco favorite things. Every Monday all of the kids came over to stay at their house. Six kids, running around, yelling, fighting, laughing; Draco loved it all. He loved that they still put up with his need to be with them all the time, to show them how much he loved them. He knew he was a suffocating father, but the alternative just wasn't possible.
"Dad, I want pizza." Scorpius said to him as he pulled out the take out menus.
"Really? Over Chinese?"
"Yes! I want pizza. And Hugo will too, I know it!"
"Hugo will eat anything, he doesn't count." Hermione said as she sat next to her son at the kitchen island.
"Iris, my love, my beautiful girl." Draco called into the living room, his voice hopeful.
"Pizza, dad. Not even close."
"Hermione, my love, my beautiful wife." He came around and wrapped his arms around her from behind, kissing her neck.
"I could go for some pizza." She said timidly.
"You are all so cruel. Heartless, the lot of you." He pouted.
James and Lilly flooed over then, just as Hugo and Rose were coming in through the back door.
"Hey guys! Pizza!" Scorpius shouted out.
"Aww, what happened to Chinese?" Lily pouted.
Draco came around to scoop her up into a hug. "You are now my favorite child."
"I was always your favorite child." She said smugly as she hugged him back.
Hermione knew this was a battle she was going to lose, so in the end she ordered Chinese for Draco and Lilly, and three pizzas for everyone else. They all sat at the dining room table, talking about the upcoming trip to Kings cross. This was the last time that they would be able to do this. The last time this house would be full of kids for quite some time. The thought made Draco pretty depressed if he had to be honest, his life had turned into such complete chaos that he wasn't sure how to go on without it.
"So girls, what house do you think you'll be in?" Hermione asked as she reached for another slice.
"Oh, I'm going to be in Gryffindor." Rose said proudly.
"I'm not really sure." Lilly said softly.
"And you, Iris?" Draco asked.
She said it with such confidence that he looked up at her. "Slytherin." He repeated.
"Yea." She looked up at him. "Just like you, dad."
He told himself that it didn't matter which house his kids were sorted into. He couldn't even say that he was all that surprised when all three boys made it into Gryffindor. They'd been inseparable since the day they were born. True, it stung a little, knowing his only son by blood wasn't going to be a Slytherin, like all of the rest of the Malfoy's, but he was happy that they had all stayed together. He wasn't sure if his name would affect his son, he tried his hardest to not let that happen.
After dinner Hermione and Draco did the dishes together while the kids went upstairs to get away from the overly affectionate parents, as they were so often called.
"The girls used to think it was adorable when I would kiss you in front of them." Draco said to her as she handed him a dish to dry.
"When they were very little, Draco. They've been rolling their eyes at us for a good five years now." She laughed out.
"I just want them to see what love is. That their parents are truly in love." He said quietly.
"We are very much in love." She turned to face him and put her elbows on his shoulders as he bent down to kiss her so her soapy hands wouldn't get him wet.
"So in love." He repeated between kisses. He held her tighter to him, and her soapy hands long forgotten, she wrapped herself around him willingly.
"Seriously, guys!" Scorpius frowned from behind them. "Dad, you promised we'd go flying!"
"I did, didn't I?" He said as he rubbed his nose against Hermione's.
"Go." She said to him, pushing him back. "Who's going, Scorp?"
"Lily, James, Hugo and me."
"Okay, Iris and Rose can help me get everything ready for when you get back." She went over and kissed his forehead.
"Mom!" He groaned, he pushed her off of him and ran away.
"God forbid he love his mother." She said sarcastically.
"You silly woman. He adores you."
"Of course he does. Now where were we?"
Ten minutes later all three boys plus Lily were ready to go.
"Dad!" Scorpius yelled, clearly annoyed that his parents were in the same spot, still kissing.
"Why do you always blame me, she started it!" He gave Hermione one last kiss then went to grab his broom.
"Be careful! And don't be gone too long! And-"
"Don't fly too fast!" They all shouted back at her as they made their way to the back yard.
With a shake of her head she headed upstairs to find the girls.
"Can we go to the river?" James shouted Draco as they took off.
A few miles away there was a river that was fairly secluded and the boys liked to hover just above the water. Draco did a flew flips around the kids making them laugh as they tried to copy him and out do each other.
Once they got to the river the boys instantly took off, trying to knock each other off.
"If you come back to the house all wet your mother will kill me and I won't be too happy about that!" He called after them.
"They're not listening to you." Lilly said from beside him.
"They never do." He chuckled.
"What's wrong, Lils?" He asked as they hovered above the water, watching their reflections.
"Uncle Draco?" She asked as she moved to sit side saddle on her broom. Draco had always found this adorable.
"Were you disappointed when Scorpius wasn't sorted into Slytherin?"
He considered his answer very carefully. "No. I wasn't."
"One, because he is my son, and could never disappoint me. Two, because as much as I would have liked for him to be a Slytherin, I knew he belonged in Gryffindor. Don't tell your dad I said that, by the way." Which made her giggle.
"Lils, are you nervous about where you will be sorted?"
She just nodded.
He flew a little closer to her. "Slytherin is not a bad house to be in, sweetheart."
"I know that. I do, it's just... mom and dad were in Gryffindor. My whole family was in Gryffindor." She huffed out. "Except you." She added quickly.
"Your parents will not be upset. You shouldn't think that way."
"I don't, I just don't know what it will be like. You guys never talk about it, but I've heard stories, I've read the books about the war."
Draco took a deep breath. They've never really had this conversation with any of the kids. They wanted to show them that despite what they might hear at Hogwarts, their family was good, and diverse, and full of love.
"I know what your tattoo means." She said softly.
He tried to stay calm, tried to control his breathing. He knew this conversation would come around eventually. "And what do you think about that?"
"Teddy says that Slytherin House is different now. That it doesn't mean what people thought it meant before. How all dark wizards and witches come from that house. I think that just because you have a Dark Mark it doesn't mean you were a bad person. I know Nana and Papa followed him."
"I didn't have a choice." He mumbled to her.
"Yes you did. Aunt Hermione told us you did."
"What? She said that? You've- you've talked about this before?"
"Iris saw a bunch of bad things in a book, and we asked her. She said that you did have a choice, and that you chose to be brave and save your family. That doing the things you did meant Nana would be safe. I just don't... I want to-"
She let out an aggravated breath. "I don't know how to act if anyone were to say anything bad about you! Or any of our family. Or me. Because I'm a Potter that couldn't make it into Gryffindor, or I have you for an Uncle, or what if the call my aunt a-"
"Don't you dare, Lily Potter!" He said sternly. He took a ragged breath.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you. Lily, if anyone can change the way Slytherin House is viewed it's you. You have so much of your mother in you, I see it all the time. You will know exactly how to defend your family should anyone say something. And I guarantee that no matter what your dad says, he will be proud of the way you handle it. As will I. I will always worry that you kids will suffer for the stupid mistakes I made when I was in school."
"Mom says dad did dumb shit all the time."
Draco couldn't help it, he barked out a laugh. "I won't tell anyone you said that."
"Uncle Draco, I love you."
"I love you." He flew around her and hugged her. "You are my favorite child." He whispered.
"I know." She said simply.
He rolled his eyes. "See, that right there is your mother. Ginny Potter is written all over your attitude right now."
They finally flew back to the house after at least another half an hour. He knew Hermione was surely timing them, but Lily hardly had a chance to fly. She begged him to stay out longer, using the excuse that first years weren't allowed to fly at Hogwarts. And really, how could she expect him to refuse?
"Get washed up, all of you. Then meet us upstairs." He called to the kids.
They all nodded and ran upstairs.
"You're late." Hermione said from her spot on the couch. She had been reading, while Rose and Iris went to their room to wait for the others.
"I'm sorry." He said as he flopped down on the couch, putting his head in her lap. "But not really."
"I didn't think so." She said as she ran her fingers through his hair. "I'm so glad the kids got your hair."
"It's about the only thing Scorpius got from me, he looks exactly like you."
"It's only fair since Iris looks and acts exactly like you."
He smiled and closed his eyes at that. She was a feisty child, and he loved every minute of it.
"Tell me what's bothering you." She said softly.
"Is it that obvious?"
"No, but I just know you."
"Why didn't you tell me the kids knew what the Dark Mark meant?"
Hermione let out a sigh. "I told them last year when Iris asked about it. I didn't want to upset you, love, it was so long ago."
"I know, I know. I just... I don't want them to be judged for my stupidity."
"They won't be, the boys-"
"Are together and in Gryffindor. Lily is scared shitless she'll end up in Slytherin. Not because she doesn't want to be, but because of what other people might say about us."
"She's just like Harry. Always doubting herself. She can handle it, even though there will be nothing to handle. If anything, we should worry about Rose, she's the one that will be all by herself. Iris is set on being in Slytherin."
"Are you kidding? We do not need to worry about Rosie, she's gonna charm the pants off those other Gryffindor's with that ridiculous unflappable charm she has."
"Unflappable charm? More like devil-may-care. That girl has so much Weasley in her, and combined with Lav's... passion... she could get herself into quite a bit of trouble."
"I worry about all of them." Draco said somberly.
"I know you do, love. No one doubts that you're a changed man, Draco. And when the time comes that they learn about the war we will all be there to answer any questions that they may have. Together. I'm sorry I didn't tell you."
"I'm not upset you didn't tell me. Do you really think Iris will be in Slytherin?"
"Oh without a doubt." Hermione didn't even hesitate. She bent down to give him a kiss.
"You guys are worse than mom and dad!" Hugo shouted to them. "Come on, everything's ready!" He said as he ran back up the stairs.
"I didn't need that picture." Draco said as she slammed his eyes shut.
Hermione laughed at him. "Let's go. I'll get the popcorn."
Draco and Hermione headed up to the solarium that they had turned into a common room of sorts for the kids. The study had long since been turned into the girls room, and the guest from was redone for the boys.
Where the single bed used to pull out now had four different beds that pulled out to form one large mattress, and everyone just piled on top of it. The kids all had their pajamas on with their pillows and blankets all ready. Draco and Hermione crawled into the middle, with the kids all laying around them, like always. It was Draco's favorite time of day. With a wave of his hand he opened the top row of windows and gazed up into the night sky.
"Mom's turn to pick the movie." Draco said as they settled in.
"She picks the same movie every time!" Iris whined.
"What if it's different?" He said to her. They all looked to Hermione.
"It's not." And with a wave of her hand Mary Poppins began to play.
Draco laughed as Iris pulled out a book.
They all talked, with the movie being background noise mostly. Draco began to throw popcorn at the kids and seeing if they could catch with their mouth.
"Iris!" He said quickly, hoping to catch her off guard. He threw a piece of popcorn at her and without looking up from her book she held up her hand and froze it in mid air, then moved to eat it.
"Work smarter, not harder." She said to him, then went back to reading.
Hermione and Draco shared a stunned look, clearly impressed with her wandless magic. "Slytherin." They said at the same time, bursting out in laughter.
Once the movie was over they all stared up at the stars. Draco pointed out which constellations he could see, and tried to get the kids to guess which ones he had found. He traced a few with his wand, outlining the shape in mid air, revealing easily what they were.
"Alright, time for sleep." He said through a yawn. With Hermione curled up to him on one side, and Iris on the other, he began to fall asleep.
"Hermione Malfoy." He said with a smile.
"Draco Malfoy." She whispered back.
"I love you."
"I love you, too."
Tuesday mornings were one of Draco's favorite things. Hermione and Draco woke early, as always, and headed downstairs to have coffee and read while they waited for the kids to wake up. Tuesday's were Poppy's day with the kids. She was ecstatic to have children to watch, and she prided herself on helping them whenever they needed. During the week while everyone was at work, Lavender watched all of the kids. Draco had no idea how she would handle six kids, and promptly offered to have Poppy help. It was one of his better ideas. Tuesday's were Lav's "day off", and Poppy watched all the kids from sun up to sundown.
Since everyone had taken vacation, Poppy made an obscenely huge breakfast. Bacon, toast, tomato omelettes, and pancakes. The little elf was over joyed to be spending time with her kids, as she so often referred to them. The kids didn't really need to be taken care of anymore, but they did let her help whenever she could.
"Just do whatever it is you normally do on Tuesdays, Poppy." Hermione said with a smile as she sipped her coffee. "Draco and I have some shopping to do, a special surprise for the kids." She whispered.
"We'll be back later, I'm pretty sure everyone was coming for dinner tonight."
"Oh, yes! Poppy will watch all the children's. Poppy likes it." Her huge ears flapping has she nodded her head.
"I know, dear." Draco laughed.
The girls woke first, immediately going for the pancakes.
"You'd think the boys would learn to wake up before them. They always complain they eat everything." Hermione whispered to Draco from their spot on the couch.
"Poppy will just make more, you know it. I bet she's already made extra, and just didn't set them out."
Hermione curled up closer to Draco and went back to her crossword puzzle.
Sure enough, fifteen minutes later the boys came down and a fresh plate of pancakes and bacon appeared.
"You guys are so lucky!" Hugo said with a mouthful of food. "I only get breakfasts likes this when Poppy makes them."
Scorpius just snorted.
"So do we." Iris said to him. "Dad can't cook, and mom makes us eat healthy nonsense."
Hermione just smiled to herself, she knew exactly when to pick her battles with Iris.
Later that day Draco and Hermione had met up with Ginny, Harry, Ron and Lavender in Diagon Alley.
"Alright, here we go!" Hermione said to them all. She was very excited.
Two hours later they had picked out an owl for each of the kids. Hermione had chosen a barn owl for Scorpius with wide expressive eyes, a bright white face and honey colored feathers. Draco had chosen a grey owl for Iris, with feathers that in the right light looked nearly blue.
"I'm getting them better brooms next year." Draco said to Hermione as they walked passed a display.
"Fine, fine." Hermione knew right away that she would lose that argument. "Are the boys even trying out for the quidditch team this year?"
"Of course they are!" Ron said to her.
Hermione just shook her head. "I'll have to sit through another six years of quidditch games at Hogwarts."
"Technically seven. Don't for one second think Iris won't play." Draco said to her with a smile.
She groaned in response. "Anything else we wanted to do?"
"Did you get Iris all the books she wanted?" Ginny asked her.
"Of course she did." Draco answered quickly. "Is this what Hermione was always like as a kid?"
"She likes to read!" Hermione defended. "There's nothing wrong with wanting to learn."
"You'll have to put an extension charm on her trunk." Ron said to her. "Wait... you did that already, didn't you?"
Hermione just smirked. "I can't help it if others haven't figured out how to do that. You can't put all of your possessions in one single trunk!"
Draco and Harry just rolled their eyes.
"Poppy's planning a big dinner." Hermione said to them as they headed to the Leaky Cauldron to floo home. "She expects you all to stay."
"This is really her last day with the kids before they leave on Thursday." Draco said sadly.
"What are we going to do with all the free time now?" Lavender asked. "I wont have a house full of kids anymore."
"Whatever we want, Lav!" Ron smiled.
"It will be so quiet." Ginny added.
"I can stop in and bother you whenever you'd like, Gin." Draco laughed.
Once they flooed to Draco and Hermione's they set the owl cages down and called for the kids. Ron snorted as they stomped down the stairs, nearly trampling each other.
"Hey, kids! Got something for you!" Harry called out, and they stepped aside to show the six owls sitting on the floor.
The collective squeals and shouts were overwhelming to Draco, and he gave a lopsided smile to Hermione.
"I expect letters at least once a week!" She called to them over the chatter.
"Hey, love?" Draco asked as he rolled over to face Hermione in bed.
"I think we should talk to the kids tomorrow. Before they leave. About... about the war."
Hermione set her book down and looked over to Draco. "What for?"
"You were right, Iris is set on being in Slytherin. They boys have each other but the girls will be separated, and I just don't want them blindsided by things people might say to them."
"Draco it's been over fifteen years."
"Some people aren't very forgiving, you know that. I still get dirty looks every now and then." He said quietly.
She knew this was true, so there was no point in arguing over it. "Neville won't let anything happen." She said to reassure him.
"I'm not worried that something will happen to them, I'm worried about they will hear."
"Draco, Gryffindor tower is full of people that love to hold grudges and never let you forget a mistake. If the boys can get through it, especially Scorpius, then the girls will be just fine."
"I still want to talk to them."
"Fine, tomorrow after dinner we will talk to them. Now come here and love me." She said slyly.
Draco was all too willing to listen her her command.
Draco was nervous for the entire day. It was his idea to talk to the kids, Hermione made sure to remind him of that whenever he sought her out for comfort. Very rude, he thought.
As they sat down for dinner Draco cleared his throat, which made Hermione roll her eyes. He was always so dramatic.
"So kids." He began, and both of them looked up expectantly. "I was just wondering if... well now that you both are going to Hogwarts, if you had any questions... about the war."
Both kids stared at him and were silent.
"You never talk about the war, dad." Iris said slowly.
"No, but since you both are leaving tomorrow, if there was anything you wanted to ask, go ahead. I just don't want you to be unprepared for..."
"For people that are still very narrow minded." Hermione finished.
"Right. Narrow minded." He confirmed.
"Well..." Scorpius said timidly. "The Malfoy's were on the opposite side of the rest of our family, right?"
"Yes, that's right." He answered.
"Well, because we were raised differently. There's things that I learned when I was younger, that I was taught by my father, and who's father taught him and so on. Things like blood purity, and magical superiority and other nonsense like that. That we were better and entitled. This was generations of that narrow minded thinking, and it got us in some pretty terrible situations."
"What made you follow Voldemort?" Iris asked bluntly.
Draco was quite surprised that Iris would ask such a question. "He preached all of the things that we were taught to believe. He was also very powerful. I was drawn to it at first."
"What you have to understand is how manipulative of a man he really was. He played into people's desires and fears and forced loyalty from them." Hermione said gently.
"And Uncle Harry was the only one that could stop him?" Scorpius asked.
Draco nodded. "He had help though." He smiled over at Hermione.
"Did it hurt when you got your Dark Mark?" Iris let her eyes fall onto the greyed out tattoo.
"Very much." He said quietly.
"And how did you get your scar, mom?" She asked her.
Draco tried not to show his nervousness. God, he was so stupid. He should have anticipated this question.
Hermione rolled up her sleeve and showed them the silvery letters that were carved into her forearm. "Do you know what this word means?" She asked softly.
Both kids nodded, but Scorpius was the one that answered her. "When dad says blood purity, that's what he means. People that are pureblood, or half-bloods, or muggleborn. That's a bad word to call someone." He nodded towards her arm.
"I got this because your uncles and I got caught during the war, and we were brought to Voldemort's headquarters. One of his most loyal followers did this to me, because I am a muggleborn." She watched her kids as they turned from sad to angry.
"Your dad was there, and he helped us escape."
Draco snapped his attention to her. Damn it, why did she have to say that?
"You were there? You... you watched?!" Iris exploded.
"I was there, yes. Your mom and I were not friends back then, you both know this. My views on blood status had changed from the time I teased her in school to the time she was brought to the... headquarters."
"Iris, we don't expect you to understand. We're telling you this so that should you run into someone at school that knows things about the war, you are not blindsided by it. I love your dad, very much. He gave up a lot to do the right thing."
"I've spent years making up for my mistakes, I don't want them to follow you." Draco said to them.
"I'm going to be a Slytherin." Iris said sternly. "I'll show them."
"Show them what, Iris?" He asked her.
"That I am proud to be a Malfoy, and a Slytherin."
Scorpius shook his head. "You're always so dramatic."
"I wonder where she gets that from?" Hermione said playfully. "I don't expect anyone to give you a hard time. You boys are all together, but Iris you will be by herself if you're sorted into Slytherin."
"Can I ask to be sorted how I want to be? Uncle Harry said it worked for him." She asked.
"You could, but really the sorting hat knows what it's doing, if you end up in Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff, embrace it." Hermione answered.
"Mhm." Was the only response Hermione got from her.
When it was time for bed Hermione insisted on tucking the kids in.
"Are you excited to go back to Hogwarts, Scorpius?" She asked him.
"Yea." He answered as he settled in. "I can fly this year! Are you and dad gonna come watch me if I make the quidditch team?!"
"Of course we will." She kissed him on the forehead. "I have no doubt you'll make the team. I will miss you."
"I'll miss you, mom. Is dad okay?"
"He's fine, sweetheart. He used to get like this all the time. Aunt Lav calls him a nervous nelly. He worries about things, about you."
"He shouldn't be nervous. Iris will show them all up. If anyone can change the name Malfoy, it's her."
"That's true, but if you really think about it... if anyone changed the name Malfoy, it was you. You, my dear, are the very first Malfoy to be sorted into Gryffindor."
That made him smile. "That was pretty exciting, wasn't it?"
"Yes, it was. I am so proud of you. You are such a good man, Scorpius."
"Thanks, mom. I love you."
"I love you. I'll see you in the morning."
She made her way to Iris's room next, passing Draco in the hall to say goodnight to Scorpius.
"Iris." Hermione said with a sigh.
"One more chapter mom. Please?" She begged.
Hermione just shook her head. "One more."
Iris crawled under the covers and Hermione dimmed the lights.
"Are you nervous about going to Hogwarts?"
"No. I'm pretty excited about it. Lily is nervous, I hope she's in Slytherin."
"We'll see. I'm so proud of you, Iris. You have so much of your dad in you."
"Yea?" Iris asked with pride.
"Oh yes." Hermione curled up next to her daughter. "When he was in school, he was very smart. Second in his class every year. He was a cunning man, and knew how to get what he wanted. I see a lot of that in you. Never be ashamed of your ambition, Iris."
"I won't, mom. I promise."
"Good. I love you. See you in the morning."
"Good night, mom. Love you."
Hermione went back downstairs to re check their trunks and make sure the kids didn't forget to pack anything. She was lost in thought, mumbling to herself and didn't see Draco watching her from the hallway.
With a smile on his face he walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. "What are you doing?"
"I'm just checking to make sure they haven't forgotten to pack anything." She turned to face him. "Are you alright, Draco?"
"I'm hardly the mess you need to fix anymore, Hermione."
"I didn't say that, did I? I can't help but worry about you, it's part of being in love with you."
He softened at her words. "I'm sorry. I wasn't sure what to expect earlier."
"Draco, our kids love you. All of you. They know more than you think. Iris alone I'm sure has read every history book about the war that she can get her hands on."
"I'm sure she has." He said softly as he pulled her to the couch. "But she doesn't know what we went through, how I felt. How you felt. I don't want people to not see her for the amazing person she is just because she's my daughter."
"Then she doesn't need them." Hermione said sternly.
Draco snorted. "Tell that to her professors."
"I did just fine with professors that hated me, thank you very much."
Draco gave a dramatic sigh. "Hermione." He whined.
"Draco, what are you so worried about? Everything will be fine. She can handle herself. She's a Malfoy, and a Granger and the world will never know what hit them."
"I love you, you know that?" He smiled.
"I had an idea, yes." She said playfully.
September first was finally here. As Draco laid in bed he curled himself around Hermione's body, trying to mold himself around her. Breathing her in, he drew comfort from her. She reached over and squeezed his hand that was resting on her stomach, then laced their fingers together.
"I'm not ready for this."
"I know." She whispered back.
"I haven't felt this way in so long. It scares me." He admitted quietly.
Hermione rolled over to face him and saw the fear in his eyes.
"Draco, it's going to be okay. They all have each other, even if the girls end up in separate houses. It's not like how it was when we were there, it's better now."
"I won't be there to protect them. Do you know we've never spent more than six days away from the kids? With Scorp it was easier because he's so obviously Gryffindor. Iris... isn't. My little girl will be alone."
"She'll have Lily." Hermione tried to comfort him.
"What if Lily chooses Gryffindor? She's half Potter you know."
"Draco, I want you to listen me, Okay?" She waited for him to nod even thought he wouldn't make eye contact. "Iris Malfoy is a strong girl. She has so much of you in her that I don't have even the slightest worry that she won't succeed. She is bright, and brave and bold and everything else that you have taught her to be. You are a wonderful father, and she will always have that to fall back on. You've taught her so much, Draco. She knows how to handle herself, but also how to be kind and understanding. Iris is going to be okay. I know she's your little girl, and it's okay to worry sweetheart. Just know that she's your daughter and I know she will come to you if she ever needed you."
Before Draco could say anything about how amazing his wife was their bedroom door burst open and Iris flopped onto the bed, laying over both of them.
"Today's the day!" She shouted.
"Yes, Iris. Now get off of me." Draco groaned.
She scrambled to the middle of the bed and sat up to stare at them. "Get up already!"
"Iris, what time is it?" Hermione asked.
"I don't really know. Six something. Come on! Mom! We should check my things, just to make sure-"
"I did that last night."
"Then lets do it again!" She bounced off the bed and grabbed her moms arm and yanked her up.
"Ooph. Iris!" Hermione laughed out.
Her protests were useless, she let her daughter drag her out of the room, while Draco laughed at them.
Ten minutes later Draco came downstairs and sat next to Scorpius at the kitchen island.
"Hey there. Excited? Thank you, Poppy." He said with a smile as the little elf handed him a cup of coffee.
"Yea. We get to play quidditch this year."
His entire face lit up and Draco's heart burst with pride for his son. "I can't wait to watch you play your first game."
"Gonna wear red and cheer me on?" He teased.
"You know it." Draco said seriously. This was his son, he'd wear bright yellow polka dots if it meant he could watch him play.
"I'm really proud of you, you know that right? You're so much better than I was at your age."
Scorpius rolled his eyes but smiled at his dad. "You say that all the time."
"It's true. Alright, I'll stop. What do you want for breakfast?"
"Miss Iris asked for french toast!" Poppy squeaked.
"Sounds good." Draco assured her.
He tried no to think of this as their last family breakfast, even though that's exactly what it was. He sat and listened to Iris and Hermione bicker about her trunk, and how many books were too many, and why she couldn't just bring every book she owned. What if she needed it? What if she couldn't find the answer? What if the library was closed? What if-
"Dad, make them stop." Scorpius groaned. "Please."
Draco chuckled, but agreed with his son. "My loves, why don't you two get ready for the day. If there's anything you need we can always send it to you, Iris."
"Okay, Dad!" And just like that she damn near skipped away.
"Thank Merlin!" Scorpius breathed.
"I'm sorry, sweetheart." Hermione said with a smile.
"It's fine, I just know I'm gonna hear about this on the train, too."
"Maybe you could sit with Teddy and Vickie. Or Freddie!" Hermione tried to offer.
"Teddy and Vickie are prefects, mom. I'll be fine. I'm sure Rose and Lily will keep her occupied."
"Scorp, remember to watch over her." Draco said to him quietly, and full of concern.
"Of course. We'll watch over all of them. That's what brothers do."
Draco, Hermione, Scorpius and Iris stood just outside the wall between platforms nine had ten, with trolleys full.
"Ready?" Hermione said as she put her hand on her son's shoulder.
With a smile Draco watched as they ran head first into the wall and disappeared. He looked down at his beautiful daughter, who looked exactly like him, and grinned at her excitement. "Ready, Love?"
"Yes!" She burst out as she grabbed his elbow and held it tight.
They broke out in a run and laughed as they came out on platform 9 3/4.
"There you are!"
Draco turned to see Harry and the rest of his family standing in front of them.
"Hey Dad! Look who we found!" Scorpius shouted. Draco looked passed him to see Theo Nott, his wife Tracey and their son Tobias there, too.
"Theo." He greeted the man with a half hug, and kissed Tracey's hand.
"Draco." Theo greeted, then smiled at Iris. "Are you excited?"
"Very." She answered breathlessly.
"You better start saying your goodbyes, love. Go on."
"Okay, Dad." With a small wave Iris bounced off to the rest of the family, hugging and smiling at everyone.
"And how are you holding up?"
Draco let out a breath. "I've been better. She's smart though, she won't make the idiot mistakes I did."
"Come on." Theo said with a slap to Draco shoulder. "The trains about to leave."
"Right." Draco nervously walked up to Hermione, who wrapped an arm around his waist and curled into him instantly. He liked that she still knew what he needed and when.
"This is it." Hermione said excitedly. "Be careful, the both of you. Listen to your professors, and make some new friends. I expect letters home tonight saying how your first day went!"
"Yes, mom." Both kids answered in unison.
Hermione hugged them both, but kept a hand intertwined with Draco's. "I love you."
"We both love you." Draco said as he held his family tightly.
"Dad!" Scorpius whined as Draco kissed the top of his head.
"Remember to write your mother." Draco whispered.
"Okay, Dad. Love you."
All of the kids were ushered onto the train, of course the six of them found an empty compartment and all sat together, with their heads sticking out the windows as the train departed.
"That's it. They're gone." Draco said sadly as he watched the train leave.
"They'll be fine." Hermione tugged on his arm so he looked down at her. "Draco Malfoy."
He smiled. "Hermione Malfoy."
"I love you."
"I love you too."
So! That was chapter one! Next up, Hogwarts! I hope that it showed Draco's Favorite Things well. He's no longer the train wreck he was, but still worries over everything, I hope I did the characters justice. He loves his life, and I wanted to show it.