Hermione's Secret Daughter: Rose Marie Granger

Chapter 2

AN: this chapter will be 18+ and it will have a lot of Dramoine.

As the first rays of sunlight gently filtered through the curtains, Hermione slowly opened her eyes, awakening to a brand new day. Glancing over at her precious daughter, Rose, she noticed that the little one was still peacefully lost in dreamland. With a sense of tranquility enveloping her, Hermione gracefully made her way to the kitchen, where her trusty Keurig coffee maker awaited. Taking a moment to savor the anticipation, she carefully selected a delectable caramel pumpkin cheesecake latte pod, eager to indulge in the harmonious blend of flavors that awaited her.

Hermione, with a graceful flick of her hand, reached over to the sleek, silver Keurig machine that sat on her kitchen counter. The soft hum of the appliance filled the air as she pressed the power button, eagerly anticipating the aromatic elixir that would soon be brewing. As the machine came to life, she couldn't help but admire its modern design and the convenience it offered.

With the Keurig now diligently working its magic, Hermione turned her attention to the task at hand - preparing a delightful breakfast for herself and her beloved daughter, Rose. The tantalizing aroma of freshly brewed coffee began to waft through the air, mingling with the comforting scent of warm toast and sizzling bacon that soon followed.

Hermione's nimble fingers expertly navigated the kitchen, skillfully cracking eggs into a bowl and whisking them until they formed a smooth, golden mixture. She carefully selected the freshest ingredients from her well-stocked pantry, ensuring that every bite would be a symphony of flavors. The sound of sizzling bacon filled the room, accompanied by the gentle crackling of bread as it toasted to perfection.

As the breakfast symphony reached its crescendo, Hermione couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. The Keurig beeped, signaling that her coffee was ready, and she poured herself a steaming cup of liquid bliss. With a contented smile, she knew that the day was off to a perfect start, thanks to her meticulous attention to detail and the love she poured into every aspect of her morning routine.

Hermione made the decision to meticulously pack Rose's beach bag, ensuring that they would be fully prepared for their exciting outing with Draco and Scorpius at the water park. With great care, she gathered Rose's beloved mermaid hooded beach towel, her stylish beach hat, a pair of trendy sunglasses, and her trusty floaties to keep her safe in the water. Hermione also thought ahead and packed an extra set of clothes for Rose, just in case they were needed.

After ensuring that Rose's beach bag was perfectly organized, Hermione turned her attention to her own bag. She carefully selected her favorite beach essentials, including a soft and comfortable beach towel, a wide-brimmed hat to shield her from the sun's rays, a chic pair of sunglasses, and of course, her own floaties for added peace of mind.

As Hermione was in the midst of packing her bag, she suddenly heard a faint stirring sound coming from Rose. It seemed that her little one was beginning to wake up, ready to embark on their fun-filled adventure at the water park.

Hermione gracefully entered the nursery, the soft glow of the morning sunlight filtering through the delicate curtains. She approached Rose's crib, where the little one was in a state of half-awakeness, her eyes fluttering open. With gentle hands, Hermione carefully lifted Rose from her cozy crib, cradling her in her arms.

"Good morning, my precious princess," Hermione whispered, her voice filled with warmth and affection, as she pressed a tender kiss on Rose's tiny head. The room was filled with a sense of tranquility, as if time itself had paused to witness this intimate mother-daughter moment.

"Mama," Rose murmured sleepily, her voice barely audible but filled with love and trust. Hermione's heart swelled with joy at the sound of her daughter's sweet voice, a melody that brought comfort and happiness to her soul.