I'm so sorry for today. I'm so sorry that I freaked out like that. I really didn't expect for you to drop a bomb on me like that. I would have never figured that you would bring me to one of those Muggle places to introduce me to my child. Well, our child Hermione. I just want to know why you have never told me about Aiden. I would have given the world to him if you told me from the beginning. I would have been able to help you Mione. This is still coming to a shock for me. Almost too much for one day. I still can't believe I have a child. Hermione, I still care for you and I want to help you raise Aiden. I would gladly step up to my parental duties and do what I can to make up for all these years. I want to get together so we can talk about this properly. Please Hermione give me a chance to explain myself. There is so much we need to talk about. Please reply to this.

Yours truly,

D. Malfoy

Draco folded the letter into three's and melted wax of his family crest to close it. He walked to his Owlery and tied it to an owl's leg.

"Try and find a witch named Hermione Granger, she lives in Muggle London. Find her as quick as possible. This is urgent." The owl who'd and flapped its wings wildly on Draco's arm, he gave the owl one last treat and sent it on its way.

Chapter 4: the Beginning of a Reason

Weeks passed by and there was still no word from Hermione. Draco had sent letter, after letter, after letter to her, but nothing had come. Draco was worried about her but he was finally able to sit down and have time for himself and think about everything that had happened a couple of weeks aAll he wanted to do now was be in little Aiden's life more than ever. Draco had even started planning on making a room for Aiden and making a new wing just for Hermione to move into. Draco wanted to make up everyday that he hadn't been there for Aiden and Hermione. He wanted to come home and have his son running towards him with a smile on his small face because his daddy was there to play mini-Quidditch with him.

Over in Diagon Alley…

"Alright, Hermione this is getting pretty ridiculous. It's obvious the man really cares about Aiden and I don't believe I'm actually saying this about the man, but I think he deserves to finally get to know him," George said.

"But…" Hermione hesitated.

"No, Hermione! I'm sorry, but you need to stop being a baby about this and let the man know his child. He's obviously over that fact that you hid Aiden for so long. But, just face it, Hermione, he cares for Aiden and you and wants to be there for the both of you without having to be pressured about the situation. The man is doing this voluntarily."

Hermione was shocked that she was hearing all of this from George Weasley. But he had a point, Draco was trying to be in Aiden's life. But, it was all still too much, even for her, because she thought that he would deny that he was his child. Secretly she actually wanted Draco to not accept Aiden as their child so she can just go back to living the life she fell accustomed to without Draco.

"But, George how am I… what am I suppose to say to Draco. I mean, I've ignored every single letter that he's written to me."

"Well, I don't know, writing back to him would be a great start." Hermione giggled.

"Yeah, I guess."

"Yeah, I guess, my arse" George mimicked. "Hermione, sorry to burst your perfect bubble, but you were one of the brightest witches that graduated from Hogwarts. I mean, no offense, this whole situation isn't a position the Hermione we all grew to love would put herself in. She would have told Draco the second she found out that she was pregnant and made him live up to his responsibilities."

"That's the thing, George, I was going to tell him, but he was fondling the other girl on the tree. He kept trying to explain himself, saying that it was all nothing that and that I was taking the whole thing out of proportion." Hermione sighed and stared at her cup of tea and side of biscuits.

"Okay, once again, I don't believe I'm taking the guy's side, but maybe he was actually telling the truth. Maybe you did see their position the wrong way. You should really let the man explain himself. Invite him to dinner or something. Start talking. Do something so you won't have to be in this mess anymore. Because seriously this whole 'deep thoughts of George Weasley' is starting to run thin on stock. I mean I've never given so much advice in my life before and actually mean it."

Hermione laughed "You're too cute, George Weasley."

"Oh, well, Hermione, I know this already." George blushed.

"But, seriously, I want to thank you, George, for everything these past couple of weeks. You've been there for Aiden and me. I really don't know how to thank you for all of that. It meant… well it means a lot to me." Hermione now blushing.

"It's okay, Hermione. I'll be there for you and Aiden any time you need me, day or night, whatever time. And to pay me back for that thank you. I think I know how you can repay me."


"You could go out on a date with me one night or something."

"I… George, wow!" Hermione was shocked; she didn't know what to say. She definitely wasn't expecting that. "I don't know what to say."

"You could say yes," George smirked.

"Umm… I will say yes but if you don't mind … could I give you a rain-check on it though? With everything and all … it'll be too much for me right now."

"It's all right. I'm going to take that more as a promise."

"Okay" Hermione her last swig of tea before starting to get up and out of the chair.

"Where are you going, 'Mione?" asked George

"Time to pick up my son from school," Hermione smiled.

"Wow, time already? How long have we been here?"

"About two and a half hours. But," she hesitated, "do you want to come with me to pick him up?"

"Yeah sure, I don't have to be at the shop tonight."

George and Hermione paid their bill and headed off to Aiden's school. After picking Aiden, Hermione said her goodbyes to George and headed home with Aiden and try to contact Draco as soon as possible. As Hermione was pulling into her high-rise flat parking lot, she saw a glimmer of what she thought to be platinum hair. Her heart started to pound as she was drove closer to her parking space; her eyes weren't playing tricks on her. Draco was sitting on the curb with an owl hovering around him. He was looking to the ground with such a mournful face. Hermione pressed her foot on the break and froze. She didn't know what to do.

"Mummy, Mummy, is that Mr. Malfoy?" Aiden noticed excitedly. Hermione shamefully placed her head on the steering wheel and nodded. "Then why did you stop the car? I want to say hi."

"Because, love, he's sitting in the parking space and you don't want mummy running him over now, do you?"

"No, no, that'll be no good, Mummy." Aiden started to fix himself in his car seat. He pulled up his tie from his school uniform and licked his hand to fix his platinum locks.

Hermione finally got up the courage to finally take her foot off the break and slowly enter the parking space. While pulling in, Draco still didn't noticed a black colored car pulling into the spot, until he heard a loud honking from the moving machine. Draco shockingly looked up to see Hermione in the driver's seat with a slight smirk on her face. Draco then realized that he was sitting on the curb of the spot and got up quickly, wiped any dirt off his butt and slowly moved back onto the sidewalk. Hermione pulled in fully, turned off the car and spoke first.

"Hi, Draco, How do I owe this pleasure of you being here?" she edged with pure sarcasm. She walked up to him and gave him a friendly hug.

"Well. I wanted to see my son since you haven't answered any of my letters." Draco not wanting to let go.

Forgetting that Aiden was in the car, he rolled down his window and screamed for Hermione for a couple of minutes. Hermione abruptly let go of Draco and ran to unbuckle Aiden from his car-seat.

"Thank you mummy for remembering you had a son." Aiden ran to Draco and gave him a huge hug around his legs. Draco didn't know how to respond to this. He's never felt so much unconditional love in his life before. So by instinct he picked up Aiden and hugged him back tightly.

Hermione looked at them both hugging each for the first time and realized she made the worst decision in her life, by not letting Draco know about his son earlier. She didn't think that Draco and Aiden would take to each other so quickly that it made her cry. She stood there for a moment letting everything finally sink in when she realized that Draco and their son were standing there with the same expression their faces, looking at her. Hermione wiped her tears, snuffled a bit and smiled.

"Sorry, just happy to finally see you together, that's all." Hermione snuffled again. "Now let's go upstairs and have a talk shall we Draco?"

Draco nodded his head. About 20 minutes later they both were sitting in the living room, sipping on freshly brewed tea.


"I don't know Draco. You were the one sitting in my parking space."

"Well…" Draco muttered and pushed his hair back. "Well Min… Hermione, that afternoon at that place"

"Daycare" she interrupted

"Daycare, whatever. I overreacted and I'm sorry. I didn't know how to respond to something like that. I mean, damn Hermione, five years!? Five years, how could you?" his voice becoming slightly louder.

"Draco, lower your voice, Aiden could hear you." Hermione demanded in a hush voice.

"I'm sorry. It just gets me riled up that you made me miss the first four years of his life. That! I don't think I could ever forgive you for, 'Mione. I mean, a child. I thought you smarter."

Tears started to slowly stream down Hermione's face. She placed her teacup onto the coffee table, excused herself and headed toward the bathroom.

'Hermione, what did you just get yourself into?' she asked herself. 'Merlin's sake! I should have at least old him. I shouldn't have reacted so overdramatic like that. Ugh! Maybe I shouldn't have told him so suddenly like that. No, no, no, I did the right thing, right?' Hermione looked at herself in the mirror. 'God I look horrible.' Hermione fixed herself up, cleaned her dried up tears and headed back to the living room.

"Are you alright 'Mione?" worried Draco.

Hermione nodded.

"On my defense, I want to say I didn't and wasn't cheating on you." Draco said seriously.


"No, really, Hermione. I wasn't doing anything like that. I loved you and well… I still do. But honestly, I wasn't cheating on you. I was asking her for a favor, a favor for the both of us."

"And what type of favor would that be?" Hermione crossed her arms across her chest.

"Well, I'm going to start from the beginning."

"I guess, go ahead. I have all night" Hermione sighed.

"Well it started about a week before we broke up."