"Oi! Malfoy hurry up, will ya?" Hermione said as she walked past him in the Great Hall. Draco rolled his eyes and stayed put at the Slytherin table. Hermione turned back around and tapped her wrist indicating him to hurry up. Blaise and Teddy snickered at his antics and they watched the two. Draco sighed dramatically before pushing his plate of food away from him, and followed her out of the Great Hall. The two Heads talked civilly until they stopped at the well-known gargoyles of Dumbledore's office.

"Do we always have to continue with this?" Hermione grimaced, knowing that they have to keep up appearances. Draco raised his eyebrow questioningly before smirking.

"Love, you know we have to. It's not like many people know about us being friends, let alone being together. They just think that we've been civil to each other for the sake of our sanity. If we started acting like we do when we are at home, they would assume I cast the Imperius on you." Draco grumbled. Hermione chuckled knowing that he was indeed, correct.

"But Drake! The war is over and Voldemort is dead. Why should we keep up appearances? I mean we're the Head Boy and Girl. Shouldn't us acting nice and civil lean towards the "house unity" that Dumbledore keeps hinting towards?" Draco knew she was right and pulled her into the corridor leading to Dumbledore's office. Students glanced their way, and heads turned.

"Fine, I guess today is finally the day, that I can do this," Draco murmured before pushing Hermione against the wall and kissed her hungrily. Hermione responded, and then pushed him back angrily.

"Draconis Lucius Malfoy!" Hermione slapped him across the face, and Draco smiled gleefully, and rubbed the red spot where she slapped him.

"That was totally worth it, Love," Draco was laughing and Hermione glared at him. She saw him smirk, before marching up to the gargoyles.

"Rice Krispy!" The gargoyles moved past to allow the two Head's into the headmaster's office. Dumbledore looked up at the two students, one of which looked happy, while the other looked murderous.

"To what do I owe the pleasure?" Dumbledore smiled and his eyes twinkled mischievously. The two students sat on the couch and Hermione took a deep breathe.

"Can you get Professor Snape here? We need to discuss something regarding him," Dumbledore looked between the two 'former enemies' before shrugging and owling Snape. Twenty minutes later, Snape appeared and looked down at the two students before sighing, knowing exactly what was going to happen. He looked to the two before speaking again.

"I'm notifying Lucius and Narcissa, children. Don't even dare to start talking until they are here with us," Snape muttered, before walking back out of the office, his robes billowing around him.

The two elder Malfoy's walked in with Snape following them. Dumbledore looked at the three adults, then back to the two head students.

"What exactly is the problem here?"

"Professor, sir," Hermione started before looking towards Draco, who nodded at her knowingly.

"Professor, we haven't exactly been honest with you for the past eight years," Dumbledore raised an eyebrow.

"Not honest how, Ms. Granger?" Albus could see that teenager was struggling to find the right words.

"It's not Granger, sir," Draco interrupted, getting to the point quicker than Hermione would have. Dumbledore stared at Draco then looking back at Hermione.

"Ms. Malfoy, then?" Hermione blushed before leaning towards Draco. Snape and Lucius rolled their eyes at their antics before one spoke up.

"Forgetting something?" Snape sent a pointed look at Hermione as he spoke, causing her to blush even further and curl herself up, while leaning into Draco. He pulled her into his arms before she mumbled something inaudibly.

"Formerly Snape," Draco translated before looking at Dumbledore, whose face was slack with shock, and jaw dropped.

"Snape? What do you mean formerly?" Hermione looked up and glanced between Severus and Draco before beginning the tale.

A five year old girl with curly black hair was playing at the local playground and noticed a little blond boy on the swings. The park was empty save, for the two children and their care-takers.

Hermione had been playing in the sandbox creating little creations, but realized there was no one to play with, except the boy on the opposite end of the park. Hermione walked up to the boy on the swings and watched him questioningly. He slowed down and glanced at her.

"Can I help you with something?" Hermione jumped, startled at the sudden voice. She stared at him before clearing her throat and sticking her hand out.

"Hi, I'm Hermione Granger, what's your name?" The boy glanced at her before turning back around.

"Draco Malfoy." Hermione tilted her head confused, before catching up to him.

"Do you wanna play on the tire swing? It's better if two people swing on it. It goes higher then." The boy contemplated her words before nodding and following her to the other side of the park. After this meeting, the two children became the best of friends.

After the eventful meeting, the two became the best of friends, until months later, Hermione had to leave the neighborhood. Hermione explained the situation to Draco on the last day they met up, promising they would be best friends for life.

She had moved in with her father, who lived out of the city. Before, she lived with her younger sister, Mother and her Stepfather, Elizabeth, Mary and John Granger. Hermione usually lived with her father for two months out of the year, considering that he was a professor. Little did Hermione know, that she was in fact, not as far away from her best friend as she thought she was.

"Mya, honey you need to hurry up. We have guests arriving here shortly," A voice said at the doorway, causing Hermione to look up from her book. She smiled brightly at her father nodding, and shooing him out of the room so she could get dressed accordingly.

Hermione arrived down in the front room waiting for the guests to arrive.

Her father had told her prior that they were bringing a boy her age, and maybe they could be friends. She rolled her eyes at her father, knowing that he is trying to cheer her up. After years of Hermione wishing she could live with her father permanently, he finally gained full-custody after winning a heated custody battle between him and her stepfather. The doorbell rang and Hermione ran to the door before her father stopped her. He shook his head and told her to wait in the front room.

"Hello Severus, how are you?" A smooth voice rang out into the front room. Severus Snape smiled, before taking coats and handing them to the house elf.

"Quite good, Narcissa, Lucius. There is somebody I would like you to meet." Hermione blushed as she heard her father in the other room.

"Who are we meeting Uncle Sev?" Hermione's eyes popped out of her head as she ran into the hallway recognizing the boys voice.

"DRACO!" Four heads snapped up towards the screech of a young, bushy-haired girl. The small blond boy looked over at the girl in apparent shock.

"MYA?!" The two children ran towards each other before hugging tightly. Hermione wrapped her arms around Draco tightly.

"I thought I was never going to see you again," Hermione mumbled into Draco's shirt. The little boy hugged her back, and patted her back.

"Me too," Draco murmured quietly. The three adults looked amongst themselves questioningly.

"Would one of you care to explain what exactly is going on here?" Severus Snape's voice rang out through the room.

And, this dear readers concludes the beginning of this story. I hope I have caught your attention. Please Review my lovelies! At the moment, I have 11 chapters written.