Article of Interest.

Hermione looked at herself in the full-length mirror as she turned from side to side as she examined the floor length sapphire blue silk dress she was wearing for that nights Healers Charity Ball.

"Doesn't mummy look beautiful, Gabriel?" Lucius asked their 22-month-old son as he joined his wife in the bedroom.

"Mama, pwitty," Gabriel babbled, offering her a toothy smile as he reached out for his mother, clearly wanting to be held by his mummy.

"Thank you, my angel," Hermione said taking hold of the baby and cuddling him to her chest. "Are you looking forward to spending the night with your Gamma and Gamps?" she asked, giving him, a little tickle making him laugh.

"He's already picked out his toy to take and a book to read, he's all set," Lucius told his wife as he pulled on his formal robes over his muggle suit. "I'll just drop him off and let you finish getting ready," he told her, taking their son once she'd finished saying goodbye, leaving her to finish getting ready. Ten minutes later, when her hair was perfectly curled and she was wearing her silver heels, she felt Lucius wrap his arms around her waist, pulling her back into his chest as he placed soft kisses along her neck. "You are breath takingly beautiful, you know that," he whispered huskily in her ear making her shiver and he ran his hands along her silk covered body. "I'll never understand what I did to deserve you, but I'm glad I did it, whatever it is."

Hermione couldn't help but smile before turning in his arms, her own snaking up to wrap around his neck, one hand tangling in Lucius' blonde hair, pulling him down into a kiss. "I don't know what you did either, but I'm thankful every day that I have you in my life," she told him with a loving smile. Just as he was about to pull her into another kiss, Hermione leant back slightly and looked at her husband, "If you keep kissing me we'll never make it to the charity ball," she told him.

"I can make it worth your while to skip it," Lucius told her cheekily, huffing slightly when she placed her hand over his lips to stop him kissing her again.

"I'm sure you can love," Hermione told him with an amused smile. "But the Minister for Magic really should attend the ball, especially when it's organised and benefits his wife. Not to mention, if we don't turn up then Daphne is going to turn up here and drag us out, so we might as well go willingly and afterwards, I'll let you see what I may or may not have underneath my dress," Hermione told him with a wink, before leading an even more reluctant Lucius out the bedroom.

"Did you hear that Weasley is apparently back in Britain," Draco remarked to his father later that evening, taking advantage of the fact that the two finally found themselves alone as their wives were busy schmoozing the donors.

"I hadn't realised any of the Weasley's had left the country," Lucius remarked, wondering what his son was getting at.

"There second eldest lives and works in Romania, but I was actually referring to Ronald," Draco told him.

"Really? And where exactly did you hear this?" Lucius asked his son, wondering why he brought it up at all.

"Well, cast your mind back ten years to 1999, Weasley had a child with some mystery woman. That child would I believe be starting Hogwarts next year. And I know all this because Arthur Weasley brought the forms into the office to make the child a British citizen so there won't be any issues with him attending Hogwarts."

"What's your point Draco?" Lucius asked his son.

"Well, didn't Weasley abandon Hermione and Potter after the war, asking his girlfriend to wait for him, only to immediately cheat on her and get another woman pregnant?"

Rolling his eyes Lucius looked directly at his oldest child. "I understand now how you're the most successful lawyer for the D.M.L.E. You talk and ask so many rhetorical questions during trials that the Wizengamot will agree with what ever you say because you've confused them so much they can't keep up with your arguments," Lucius told his son. "What is your point?"

"Are we going to tell Hermione and Potter that their former best friend is back, or coming back to the country?"

Looking back across the ballroom at his wife, Lucius contemplated his son's question. He knew when they first started their relationship that Hermione was still coming to terms with the sudden end to her relationship with her first love and that she initially struggled to trust Lucius at the beginning, but her knew that she didn't spare her ex-boyfriend a second thought nowadays, too focused on her family and her career to think about a boy that never really thought about her.

Still, he knew that if he did keep this information to himself and she later found out that he knew and didn't tell her, there would be literal hell to pay. So, he decided he would tell Hermione that Ron was back in the country and see what she wanted to do with that information.

Not tonight though, he thought. After all, he really wanted to know what was underneath his wife's blue silk dress.

Announcements.

22.06.2010.

The office of the Minister for Magic is pleased to announce that the Minister and his wife are expecting a baby, due in February 2011. The child will be the couples second, joining their son Gabriel Lucius, who was born in August 2008.

31.08.2010.

Mr Harry James Potter and his wife of four years, Daphne Isabella, are pleased to announce they are expecting their first child, due in April of next year.

04.11.2010.

Mr Draco Lucius Malfoy and his wife, Astoria Tiffany and pleased to announce they are expecting a child due July 2011. The child will be their second, joining their son, Scorpius Draco who was born September 2007. This will be Minister Lucius Malfoy's second grandchild.

Election Called.

12.10.2010.

Holly Blake.

Following rules set forth by Minister Kingsley Shacklebolt in 2004, an election for Minister for Magic has officially been called by the Wizengamot. It is not yet known if incumbent Minister, Lucius Malfoy will run for re-election, but candidates must present themselves before the Wizengamot by Samhain.

"You've got to really push baby, as hard as you can," Daphne instructed slightly breathless as she braced her hands on the kitchen table. "That's it sweetie, you're doing it so well baby."

"Daphne?" Harry asked from the doorway of their kitchen. "What are you doing?"

"What does it look like darling?" Daphne remarked, looking over her shoulder at her husband with a smile, her blonde hair falling in front of her face, strands sticking to her slightly sweaty neck. "Scorpius and I are making cookies," she told him, moving to the side so Harry could see a clearly delighted Scorpius pushing different shaped cutters into the cooking dough in front of him. "How was your morning?" she asked, returning her attention to her nephew as he continued to punch out shapes in the dough.

Before Harry had the chance to answer his wife's question, the floo network sounded from the sitting room, signalling someone's arrival. Leaving his wife and nephew to their baking, Harry moved to the sitting room and was shocked to find a very tanned and freckled Ron Weasley stood in the centre of the room, gazing at the photos on the mantlepiece, he focus Harry could see, on the wedding party photo from Hermione and Lucius' wedding.

"Ron? What are you doing here?" Harry asked, shocked to his friend after ten years of no contact.

"Harry! What happened to Hermione How can she be married to a Malfoy?" Ron asked confused, not even bothering to greet his friend properly.

Harry opened his mouth to berate Ron for his tactless questions, only to have Scorpius run into the room to show off his baking. "Unca Harry, look at what I made," he told his uncle, holding up a slightly burnt cooking for Harry to see.

"That's brilliant mate, I can't wait to taste it," Harry told him, taking the offered cookie with a smile. "Why don't you go back to the kitchen with your auntie Daphne and I'll join you both in a minute," he told him with a smile, ruffling his short platinum blonde hair. When Scorpius left for the kitchen Harry looked back at his former friend and wasn't surprised to see Ron's ears were red with suppressed anger. "Ron…"

"What the hell, Harry? Is that a Malfoy?" Ron practically shouted. "What the hell happened while I've been gone? Nothing makes sense, it's like everything is upside down and back to front."

Harry sighed, already exasperated with his former friend, before grabbing that morning's Daily Prophet and throwing it at his former friend. "I'd recommend you read some old papers before you go around yelling at people Ron. You might find some articles of interest," he told him before turning and re-joining his wife and nephew in the kitchen, leaving a gobsmacked Ron staring after him, the newspaper loosely clutched in his hands.

When he finally looed down at the paper Harry had given him, his jaw dropped at the headline.

"Lucius Malfoy wins second term as Minister for Magic."

And underneath was a smiling picture of Hermione, kissing Lucius in congratulations, while their son waved at the cameras from the safety of his fathers' arms while Hermione held what appeared to be a new born baby in her arms. Clearly, Ron had missed an awful lot in the last ten years and had a lot of reading to do to catch up.

Well there you go, the end of Article of Interest. I hope you've enjoyed my little experiment of a story, please let me know what you think.

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Lady Mimi.