My Little Sunshine (Dramione)

Chapter 12- A Trip to Hogwarts

Hermione sat down on the couch in her office with Scorpius.

"Why does your uncle have to be such an ass, Sunshine?" She sighed. Scorpius sent her tentative feelings, and she realized he could feel the anger and frustration she felt toward Blaise. "I'm sorry, sunshine." She sent him love and shared memories of good times with Blaise.

"He just doesn't know when to stop pushing." She stroked the fuzzy blond head

"'Mione?" Draco said from the doorway, "I brought lunch up. Blaise has been more of an idiot than usual lately, at home as well."

Hermione patted the couch beside her,

"I don't know if you were around when he was pulling this same stuff on Pansy, but I've seen all his tricks before." she said

Draco placed the tray on the coffee table then sat beside her on the small couch. Scorpius reached towards Draco, little hands grabbing for his father, and with a toothless grin he squeaked "ASSS!" Hermione's eyes went wide and her cheeks flushed as Draco's eyebrows went up. "That's a new word," he noted.

"Scorpius is rather hyperverbal isn't he?"

"I do believe I've mentioned he has an excellent memory." Scorpius giggled and snagged a fist full of Draco's t-shirt, stuffing it in his mouth. Draco tugged his shirt away from his son and Hermione looked away, embarrassed at being caught out. "I'll keep a better watch on my tongue next time."

"Thanks. It means a lot that you care about him."

Hermione smiled and shook her wand into her hand, then charmed the arm chair across from them into a highchair for Scorpius.

"He's one of the sweetest babies I've ever met." she brushed her finger down Scorpius' nose and he blinked slowly then grabbed her hand and tried to pull her index finger into his mouth but she tugged her hand away gently, "That is not sanitary Sunshine. At least let me wash my hands first before you eat me." Draco laughed and put Scorpius in the highchair as Hermione moved to the sink and washed her hands thoroughly.

"I'm sorry Blaise has been pushing you." he said as he pulled the tin of rice puffs from the diaper bag. "He and I have teased and pushed each other's buttons since we first met, and I gave him good natured hell about Luna when they were first getting together so for my part I feel his teasing me about stuff is only fair. But I don't want him making you uncomfortable."

Hermione shrugged as she sat back down on the couch and collected her sandwich from the tray, "I'm a big girl, I think I can handle Blaise. And if not, then I can always pull out the big guns."

Draco raised an eyebrow, "the big guns?"

"Luna." she dumped her bag of crisps onto her plate and began layering them in the middle of her sandwich.

"Ahhhh." He chuckled as he pulled the cap off of his pumpkin juice, "Yes. She would take him to task wouldn't she?"

Hermione laughed, "She just pulls out the Italian and he melts like an ice cream in Brighton. 'Tesoro mio, smettila di infastidire tua sorella.' 'Stop annoying your sister'." Draco nearly choked on his drink as he burst out laughing and coughing. "I didn't know you spoke Italian."
Hermione shrugged, "not anywhere near fluently, just a few phrases here and there." Draco began eating his sandwich as Hermione put hers back together. "Luna has used that one on him a few times. It's a toss up between whether he comes back from kissing her with something about me not being his sister, or goes overboard with the big brother act, despite my being two months older. Apparently he prefers to translate 'big brother' literally."

Draco grinned, "he told me once, probably second year, that he always wanted a little sister." He started on his sandwich and they ate in silence for a minute, "how did you end up stuck with him?"