A/N: okay well I hope you are all enjoying this little rewrite! Here's the second rewritten chapter!

It was January 1, the brand new start of a brand new year. Draco's loved ones had finally convinced him after returning from the old Malfoy Cemetery on Christmas Eve that he needed to try to move on, for his daughter's sake. He had thought about it for a few days, talked it over with his closest friend (which surprisingly had become non other then Ron Weasley himself…the death of a loved one can bring many people closer together) and decided that they were right. He decided that he would sell the manor that he had bought with Hermione when they graduated Hogwarts and move away with their daughter, Alexis, who was now almost a year old. Draco also decided, without almost any thought to it all, that he would move himself and his daughter to the one place that he had always promised that he would take Hermione on their honeymoon-Venice, Italy. Hermione had always loved Italy and everything about it-the food, the people (whom she met a few of through Draco's friend Blaise Zabini)-just everything.

Only a short week later after finally deciding to move away to Italy, he found the perfect place just outside of Venice that immediately reminded him of Hermione-his angel. It was a beautiful Italian-Victorian type villa, not too big to be considered overly large but just the right size to accommodate Draco's lavish taste. Fifteen rooms - 5 bedrooms, 4 full bathrooms, a large dining room and kitchen, parlor, study, sun room and of course, the one thing that almost immediately sold him-a very lavish library. Two quick days later (thank gods for magic!), he and his little daughter had moved into their new home-completely furnished with everything that either of them would ever need.

Deciding to celebrate their 'new life', Draco decided to take his baby girl into downtown Venice and spoil her a little-a new wardrobe, new toys, new just about everything because, well he could afford it and he wanted to do it. So, three days after they moved in, he awoke early and quickly dressed in a warm, deep green jumper and black wool slacks. Moving down the hall a bit to Alexis' bedroom (which was decorated in honor of Hermione in pinks, golds, and Unicorns-Hermione's favorite colors and her favorite mystical animal), he saw that his little angel was still fast asleep in her brand new 'kid sized' gold iron bed, covered in a soft pink silk comforter with gold threading and little enchanted unicorns that moved around, her golden curls splayed around her hair like a tiny halo. He quietly moved to her wardrobe and pulled out some clothes for a day in the city (warm, tiny, light blue jeans, and an enchanted pale pink cashmere sweater that would magically adjust it's temperature to keep the wearer warmer or cooler depending on the temperature on the outside). As soon as Draco had set out the clothing, he heard a soft whimper and turned to see his little girl lying on her pillow staring up at him with a large grin on her beautiful features.

Crossing the room to kneel beside the small kid bed, he draws his hand lovingly across Alexis' forehead, giving it a small kiss.

"Morning, love." He says and is responded to by a small voice… "Dada." Draco smiled.

Forty-five minutes later, father and daughter were both dressed and fed and ready to go out on the town. Draco pulled both of their heavy winter cloaks and gloves on (yes Alexis did have cloaks and robes and stuff as well as normal 'muggle' wear) and they duo entered the living room. Throwing some Floo powder into the fireplace, the flames turned green and Draco picked up his daughter and stepped into the flames. Tightening his grip on Alexis, he hollered their destination into the flames and seconds later they were coming to a twirling stop in a cozy little café/restaurant in downtown Wizarding Venice. Draco brushed the soot off himself and his daughter and did a scouring charm to clean them both up and then they made their way into the streets of Wizarding Venice for a lovely father/daughter shopping day.

The two had a fun morning, Draco carrying Alexis into shop after shop, sometimes toys, sometimes clothes, her bright blue-green eyes twinkling happily. It was nearing lunch time and Alexis was beginning to show that she was getting hungry so the duo made their way through the streets while Draco looked for a good place to eat. While his eyes peered up and down a busy street, he caught a flash of honey brown curls on a slender body that nearly caused him to crash into a person walking in front of him. He shook his head and mumbled an apology and continued on his way, holding Alexis a little tighter in his arms.

I must be losing my mind.. Draco thought to himself. I almost could've sworn I just saw Hermione.

An hour later, Draco and Alexis were finally sitting outside under a huge umbrella at a small outdoor café that Draco had seen. It wasn't very crowded on this side street and, while Alexis was happily munching away on her grilled cheese sandwich, Draco allowed his eyes to wander once again around at the people on the street. After a couple of minutes, he caught a glimpse of those honey brown curls again that had distracted him earlier and he followed them with his eyes this time as they made their way slowly down the other side of the street, closer to where he and Alexis were sitting. The young woman who he'd been following with his eyes came to a stop almost directly across from Draco and he watched the woman digging through the pockets of her muggle jeans frantically as if searching for something. Her head was bent over so that her curls were hiding her face from his view but he could swear that there was something very familiar about this woman.

Hermione was wandering slowly through the streets of downtown Venice, looking for something to do to gain some money to find her way back towards England. She had a few galleons and sickles that she had accumulated over the past few days but nowhere near the amount she needed for a long train ride to England, not to mention she had barely eaten over the past few days and had to sleep somewhere. She had used her stolen wand to Scourgify herself and her clothing every day so that she wasn't clambering around like some homeless witch-she had a home, she just had to get back to it.

As she turned down a quieter street in Venice that day, she realized it was around lunch time and she was starting to grow hungry. It had been over 24 hours since she'd last eaten, at breakfast the day before, and she saw that this street was much less busy than the main roads and had a couple tiny little cafes that were sure to be cheaper than most Italian eateries. She had transfigured her clothing two days before into a simple pair of jeans and a long sleeved, light blue shirt…comfortable but warm enough for her in the chilly January weather. As she made her way slowly down this quiet street, she saw a small outdoor café across the street and decided to make her way towards it and suddenly felt this strange warm sensation that felt vaguely familiar. She stopped suddenly across from the café and began digging through her pockets for the one thing she still had that reminded her of her lost family-her engagement ring (she had taken it to help keep anyone from stealing it off her finger, it was rather expensive after all). She looked at it longingly and slipped it back in her pocket for a moment, taking out the wand instead and quickly casting a small glamour-like charm so that no one would recognize her (she already had a small one on but she just wanted to make sure). She had been in this area once before a few nights before and she didn't want anyone to know she was the same girl who was desperately searching for money that night. Hermione replaced the wand in her pocket and removed the ring once again, holding it tightly in her hand as she felt the warmth radiate from it before placing it carefully on her left hand and took a deep breath.

Just before she turned to cross the street, she felt a tingling sensation like someone was watching her. She glanced around warily and gasped out loud and what she found. Right there, across the street, sitting outside at that little café Hermione was about to go to, was someone with pale blond hair and that man was staring directly at her.

No it's not possible. Hermione thought to herself as she shook the thoughts away. What would Draco be doing in Venice? He would be at home with our daughter….our daughter….

Her thoughts trailed off as she glanced once again at the familiar looking blonde and realized that he wasn't actually alone-there was a small girl sitting beside him, with golden blond curls. She locked eyes with the stranger for a moment and felt, once again, that strange warm sensation fill her body. Shaking her eyes from his again, she made her way across the street and went directly to the counter to order a small coffee and a blueberry muffin and sat herself down at a small table just a short distance from the blond stranger. Trying her hardest to keep her eyes only on her food and drink, she kept feeling the sensation of being watched and she was sure the man was still looking at her.

Draco followed the girl with his eyes as she glamoured her appearance and crossed the street, finally sitting down just a few tables from him and Alexis. He wasn't sure why she had covered her appearance but she still seemed very familiar to him. He still wasn't positive who he was but, if he hadn't been grieving for Hermione's death for the past few months then he would've been positive it was her. Checking on Alexis who was still busily munching on her sandwich and talking to herself in that little kid gibberish that was so cute, he turned his attention back to the strange young woman and that's when he saw it-there was no mistaking it, that ring was a one of a kind. It was sitting right there on her left hand as she picked at the muffin and Draco was positive that it was the same ring that was paired to the one he still wore on a silver chain around his neck.

It was at that moment when he saw the ring sparkling on the woman's finger that he knew that he had to talk to her, to find out who she really was and how she managed to acquire said ring. He looked at Alexis again and saw that she was finishing up her sandwich and decided that it was now or never. As soon as Alexis took the last bite, he practically hoisted her from her seat and set her on his hip while he dug a few coins from his pocket to pay for their lunch. Setting Alexis carefully on the ground (she was able to walk fairly well already-A/N: no this is not strange, my eldest daughter was running by the age of one and talking in full sentences by 18 months) and taking her tiny hand in his, he took a deep calming breath and made his way towards the young woman.

Hermione felt a presence approaching her and gulped down a sip of her coffee quickly. She didn't want any sort of confrontation today but she wasn't sure who was approaching her. She saw the shadow of the person as it covered her and hesitantly she lifted her honey brown eyes and looked at whoever it was that was standing over her. Her voice got stuck in her throat however when she locked eyes with the person. There was no mistaking him now, she'd know those icy blue eyes anywhere. She gasped loudly at the prospect of being so close to Draco after almost a year apart. At first instinct, she wanted to jump from her seat and wrap her arms around him tightly, vowing to never let go again but she hastily pushed the instinct back and just sat there staring at him.

Draco heard the audible gasp as he locked eyes with the caramel haired woman and saw a glimmer of recognition flash through her honey colored eyes. Those honey brown eyes were so familiar but he still wasn't convinced that it was her until he heard the woman whisper something that practically convinced him on the spot.

"Draco." Hermione whispered, never moving her eyes from his.

Draco's eyes widened and he immediately sat himself down in a chair next to her and just stared at her, his eyes shifting rapidly between her honey eyes and the serpent ring on her finger. Alexis was now holding onto Draco's leg but he honestly barely noticed her. Almost automatically, he reached his hand up towards his neck and slowly pulled the chain out from under his sweater and looked down at the band attached to it….it was definitely the other half of the one on the woman's finger. It had to be her, it just had to be. But yet, it couldn't be because she was supposed to be dead….right?

Keeping a lock on Draco's eyes, Hermione very slowly moved the wand from her pocket and whispered under her breath the counter for the glamour she had placed upon herself. If this really was Draco sitting in front of her and not just some sick twisted joke of her imagination, then he would notice her. She felt the strange tingling sensation as the glamour removed itself and jerked her eyes away from his for fear of his reaction. It had after all been almost a year since they'd seen each other and perhaps there was a chance that he did not feel the same way about her anymore. Because she moved her eyes, she did not see Draco's eyes widen with shock as the glamour was removed and begin to glisten with unshed tears at the realization that after all this time, Hermione really was alive and that she was sitting right there in front of him.

Draco couldn't speak. He didn't know what to say. His heart leapt through his throat when the glamour on the girl in front of him was removed and he received confirmation that this was in fact Hermione Granger, his angel. Her now long, flowing, golden brown waves flowed gracefully over her shoulders and to her mid-back. Her deep honey brown eyes that he used to fall into to were now filled with sorrow and fear and confusion mixed with happiness and hope. He traced her face with his eyes and saw that she now had a couple small 'battle' scars-one above the corner of her right eyebrow and the other on her left cheek, along the jawbone. Draco was so entranced by her that he almost didn't hear her speak when she whispered to him.

"I'm sorry." Hermione whispered almost too quietly for him to hear but she knew he had when she finally pulled up the courage to look up slightly and saw that his eyes were now leaking silent tears.

This finally broke Draco from his reverie and without a second thought, he immediately jumped from his seat (Alexis letting go of his leg and climbing into the chair he'd just vacated, watching her father with curiosity) and jerked her from her own chair, wrapping his arms around her tightly and burying his face in her hair. After a moment of surprise, Hermione finally melted into his arms and wrapped hers around him as well, holding so tightly for fear that if she let go he'd vanish again.

After what seemed like an eternity, Draco pulled back slightly and grabbed the sides of Hermione's face, pulling it upwards towards his and staring deeply into her eyes, as if searching for confirmation that this wasn't another one of his hopefully imagination jokes and after he seemed to receive that confirmation he immediately, without hesitation, pressed his lips to hers in a kiss so intense you would've sworn you felt the ground literally shake. Hermione snaked her hands cautiously up his chest and around his shoulders, one hand finding it's way instinctively into his silky hair, pulling him closer, deepening the kiss that they had both waited so long to share.

They finally pulled away from each other and stared into each other's eyes, each one completely baffled by what had happened and neither still fully aware of it either. All they each knew was that finally all their prayers seemed to have been answered and here they each were, standing in front of each other, their arms holding each other and their eyes locked in a loving gaze. It felt like hours before either of them could finally find their voices but finally Hermione did.

"Oh my gods. I've missed you so much, Draco. I was beginning to think I'd never see you again." Hermione said quietly, her eyes tearing up still.

"I was sure I'd never see you again." Draco said, then suddenly was reminded of what had happened so many months ago when she had disappeared. "And I'm so sorry. This was all my fault. I never should've left like that."

"Shh, Draco. I don't want to talk about then." Hermione said, gazing into his eyes. "I've been through so much to get back to you and now that you are here I never want to let go."

Hermione's gaze traveled suddenly from Draco's eyes to the little girl sitting in the chair behind him, staring up at the couple curiously as if trying to figure out who this woman talking to her father was. Then it hit Hermione like a ton of bricks…this was Alexis…this was her daughter, her baby girl….and she had no clue who Hermione was. Hermione smiled at the little girl momentarily, vowing to herself that she would never let that little girl out of her sight again and then returned her eyes to Draco's.

"Do you have somewhere we can go? I just want to spend some time with my family." Hermione asked, her eyes lighting up at the word 'family' and she smiled at Draco.

Draco nodded quickly. He turned around and picked up Alexis hastily, holding her tightly against his hip and grasped Hermione's waist with the other arm, pulling her as close to him as possible for the side-by-side apparation. He gave a quick smile to his daughter and another one to Hermione. With a loud POP the three disappeared into thin air. But just before they disappeared, Draco thought to himself happily….

Now everything is finally right again….