Simply Irrefutable

Chapter 3

Hermione Malfoy, nee Granger paced the length of her office as she tried to figure out the best way to approach her next case.  It was a former Death Eater, one of her old classmates in fact. Though if she hadn't read that in her documents, she never would've known as she couldn't honestly recall the person at all. Sadly, most of her school days, she recalled very little Slytherins except Draco and his "posse" from back then.

In the midst of her pacing however, her stomach decided that it'd had enough of being ignored as it had been for the past fourteen hours that Hermione hadn't dared to leave her office.  Putting her hand on her stomach, Hermione made a face. What an inconvenience! She didn't have enough time to bother with food!

"You know, scowling at your stomach will do absolutely nothing." 

Hermione looked up to the door of her office to find her husband standing there with the smirk that used to rile her up as a student, but now, she'd grown to fondly glare at it with a look of her own.

Seeing her not so impressed look, he just chuckled as he came up to kiss her forehead. "Your hair's starting to curl from all your stress.  Relax. You'll succeed, you always do. But first." Draco  grinned.  "Anna you can let the kids in now."

Hermione's brows furrowed at Draco's words before Anna appeared, holding the hands of her two daughters while Harry stood beside Anna, his blonde hair seeming to glow in the lights of her office.  Lyra and Harry were both carrying baskets while Willow held a blanket to her tiny chest. Gripping it desperately with her tiny fingers that would switch places to keep a hold on it and not to let it fall.

"Anna you can take a break for a bit now." Draco nodded as the kids ran towards them.

"Draco Malfoy you cannot tell my assistant to take breaks! You have your own to do that to!" Hermione said as she lightly whacked his head at his audacious nature.  "But I am sorry Anna, you should take a break too. I've kept you here much too long. Come back in an hour or two."

At her words, Draco looked over at her, blinking with a look of exasperation.  "Woman, did you have to do that?" He said rubbing his head, pretending injury.

Hermione said nothing as she hugged her children.  "Now what do you three have?" she asked bending down on her knees, laughing as she felt her husband's eyes on her.

"Picnic!" Lyra cried as she held up her basket proudly.

"Picnic?" Hermione echoed before looking up at her husband. 

Draco nodded. "You need a break and food. Also because of your last case, we haven't been able to have our family picnics.  So we thought that we would bring the picnic to you."

A slow soft smile graced her lips before she stood up to walk over to her husband.  With a yank of his tie, she lightly kissed him. 

"Ewww!" Harry cried while Lyra and Willow giggled at their parents. 

Draco grinned into the kiss.  "Now that was the greeting I've been waiting for." He said before pecking her lips once more. 

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Harry and Willow spread the blanket out on the floor of Hermione's office while Draco went to open up the windows to let fresh air in.  Meanwhile, Hermione and Lyra took out the supplies in the baskets. 

Draco having finally convinced Hermione to teach him her 'Mary Poppins' spell as she liked to name it, just a couple of weeks ago. Ever since, he had gone a little crazy and had started to use the spell on anything he could.  Hermione had to restrain him of course and threaten to stuff him into one of his bags herself, if he didn't stop using the spell whenever he wanted to expand capacity size. However, he still took great pleasure in casting the spell on the picnic baskets.  So Hermione and Lyra, by the time they finished taking all the things out; Draco had helped the two youngest ones straighten up the blanket and place the dining ware down for all of them.