A Very Special New Years!

A Very Special New Years!

Place cards, kissing, champagne, hiding behind potted plants, and awkward dancing. These are the things that make up a very special new years, all thanks to the Malfoy heir.
Category: Romance/Fluff
Story Type: Short Story
Story Complete: Yes
I hope you enjoy.

Chapter 3

A Very Special New Years! (Part Three)

Scorpius and Lucinda were walking back over to the refreshment table to grab another soda when they noticed both Hermione and Draco walked out of the ballroom and down stairs. They both followed them down, not wanting to miss any of what was going on. They knelt behind a potted plant that was in the hallway when they heard everything that Hermione and Draco were talking about.

Scorpius rolled his eyes when he heard them joke about the games, and start to have a pretend fight. Grown-ups are so weird, thought Scorpius. Lucy wanted to start squealing over what was happening, but Scorpius kept having to put his hand over her mouth to keep her from making a sound. When Scorpius saw how close that Hermione and Draco were, he nearly started squealing himself, but he didn’t, since he didn’t think it was very manly. He couldn’t believe that it was going to happen, and he was about to see their first kiss. The kiss that he perceived to guarantee that they were going to get married and he’d have a mother again.

He watched as Hermione and Draco just stared into each others eyes for a moment, as if trying to decide in seconds, before the moment was up, if they should just go for it and kiss. They were so close, almost close enough to brush noses, but then Scorpius’s arm got tired, so he took it off of Lucinda’s mouth for a moment, to make his arm to relax, and she started to squeal a bit, causing both Draco and Hermione to awkwardly back up, and take their hands off of each other and look around to see what that sound was.

“No! You stupid girl, you just…” Scorpius hissed, trying to tell Lucy off for ruining the moment. Lucy had her hand covering her mouth, with wide eyes, sorry that she had made Scorpus angry by interrupting the moment.

But Scorpius was quickly stopped by a rustle of leaves and someone angrily clearing their throat. Scorpius froze, and stopped talking at once, and he was too afraid to look up. He knew that he had been caught and his little charade was over now. He carefully looked up, along with Lucy and saw Hermione just looking at them, but Draco had a stern, furious face at him.

“Lucy, go to bed. It’s way passed your bedtime.” Hermione said, looking right at the girl. She figured that she shouldn’t get involved in this anyway; because she had a feeling whatever was going to happen was going to be bad.

Lucy quickly stood up and whispered a good night to Scorpius, then dashed upstairs, towards the bedroom that she and her brother were sleeping in. Draco grabbed Scorpius’s arm and yanked him up and forward so he was standing out of behind the plant and facing them. He wanted to know what was going on, because his son knew better than to spy.

“What were you doing, young man?”

Scorpius gave a nervous gulp, unsure of what he should say. He knew that he was in big trouble now, and he didn’t want to say anything wrong that would cause his father to lose his temper in front of Hermione.

“I just wanted to see how you and Miss Hermione were doing…”

“So you were spying on us behind a plant? Nice try. Now tell me what you were really doing.”

Scorpius shook his head, and Hermione grew a bit uncomfortable. She didn’t want to just leave, because then she and Draco might go all the way back to square one and feel awkward around each other again. But she didn’t want to stay here, either, because it was none of her business what was going to happen between Draco and his son. But she chose to remain standing there, and did her best to ignore it.

“I just wanted to see if you and Miss Hermione would kiss…so you’d fall in love and stuff.” Scorpius mumbled, not really wanting Draco to hear what he had to say, but he was beginning to break down, because he was tired, and he knew he was in trouble.

“What did you say? I didn’t hear you!” snapped Draco, looking at his son with piercing eyes, wanting to know the truth.

Draco didn’t know why he was so upset about Scorpius hiding behind a plant. It wasn’t like he was going to see anything that he didn’t want him to. Well…he almost…no, he didn’t almost do anything. He wasn’t going to kiss Hermione, and that was final. He didn’t think he was, anyways. She was just a friend now, and he didn’t want to cross the line and lose that. He was embarrassed that he almost was caught making the mistake of kissing her, if he could call it that. He didn’t know what a mistake was, and what wasn’t anymore. He looked at his son, just dying to get some sort of answer out of him.

“I said that I wanted to see if you guys kissed so you could fall in love!” Scorpius shouted at Draco, before running up to his room in tears. He was tired, and he just wanted this all to go well, and it hadn’t fallen into his exact plan, so he was very upset.

Hermione held in her gasp, and Draco just stood frozen, watching his son run up the stairs. Did he just really hear what he thought he did? But if Scorpius was telling the truth, then things would make sense. The way Scorpius used his cunning skills to convince him to dance with Hermione, and no doubt did he have something to do with the games and the place card incident. He didn’t know his exact plan for all of this, but he at least knew the basics. But now things were extremely awkward, both between Hermione and him, and Scorpius and him. He had no clue what to tell his son, or Hermione.

“Hermione, I…” Draco started, turning towards Hermione, thinking it was best to apologize to her first. So that she didn’t think that he had something to do with this. He didn’t want to ruin their new-found friendship.

“Go talk to him. I’ll wait here. Just go. He needs you right now.” Hermione said, firmly, but simply. She wanted to think about things for a while, before she could fully understand what was going on. That and she knew Scorpius was his priority, not her.
Draco hesitated, as if he wasn’t sure if he should take her word for it, and just stay instead, but the look in her eyes, and his feeling in his heart telling him to go to Scorpius, made him nod slightly and rush up the stairs to go see if his son was okay.


Scorpius was by himself, crying on one of the guest beds, saying hateful things about himself in his head. He couldn’t believe he just blew it by admitting what was going on to his father. He’d never forgive him for this! He knew he would be grounded, or something. But he looked up, just barely when he heard a slight knock at the door and someone walk in.

“Scorpius, may I talk to you?”

“Leave me alone,” Scorpius yelled.

“I’m not going to yell at you. I just wanted to know what made you think it was okay to manipulate everyone, and expect Hermione and I to get together.”

Scorpius stayed silent for a good, long while. He was young, therefore he was pretty tired at this hour, and he just wanted that perfect fairy tale ending that he had all planned out. It wasn’t too much to ask, he thought. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to tell his father. He never talked to him about their mother. It was one of those topics that was never brought up, because Draco was afraid of hurting Scorpius, and Scorpius was afraid of hurting Draco. But Scorpius knew that if he didn’t tell his father, then he’d never understand why he did the thing he did. So he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, opened them up again, and decided to speak.

“Because…you’ve been sad ever since mum left and you were lonely. You didn’t say anything, but I could tell. And I was talking to two of the kids who were also here, and they said Miss Granger was lonely too. At first…I just wanted you both to have a nice night. You both deserve it. But…then when I saw you two getting along, I thought…that just maybe…I might have a mum again…” Scorpius said, closing his eyes, letting another tear fall.

He didn’t want to tell his father, especially everything, but he didn’t care anymore. Draco just stood there, and stared at his son for a while. He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to take this all in. His son never seemed this upset about the loss of his mother. Draco knew that Hermione seemed lonely, at some points in the conversation, but not by much. And he knew it was wrong, what his son did, but he had good intentions, so he wasn’t angry. He wasn’t sure what to say to Scorpius right now, and he doubted he’d listen at the moment.

“Just…get some rest…” Draco said softly, thinking that everything else he could say wouldn’t make sense to the young one, since it barely made sense to him.

Draco walked out the door, and down the hall. He started to head downstairs, really needing to think all this through. Maybe his son had a good point. He had been miserable ever since his wife had left, and for once since then he had been happy; surprisingly, when he was with Hermione. He didn’t know why Hermione had made him happy, since he never cared for her before. But perhaps it was because it was someone who was willing to look past what happened in the past and instead just talk about the present and the future. He didn’t think that he’d marry Hermione, at least not in this point in time, but he wasn’t repulsed by the idea of dating her, if she’d be okay with it.


“Sure…I suppose,” Draco said with a sigh, “Look, Hermione. I’m really sorry for what Scorpius was trying to do. He had no right to do that. I apologize.”

Draco had saw Hermione, surprised she was still waiting for him, and he took a seat on one of the couches down there. He knew that this would be part two of the awkwardness he had to deal with tonight thanks to Scorpius. He buried his face in his hands, not wanting to look at Hermione out of embarrassment, because he was just realizing that he really did like her.

“Draco, don’t worry about that. He was only trying to do a good thing.” Hermione said, taking a seat beside Draco, putting a hand gently on his shoulder, in comfort.

She never thought any of this was going to happen, especially at some party she didn’t want to be at. And neither did Draco, mainly because she was a he never really liked her before, but things were different now. Past was forgotten and they both were going to get a second chance at love. But they both just looked at each other for a long moment, after Draco took his face out of his hands, and he just sighed.

“I know, but I can’t help but feel responsible. I’ve always acted bitter about the divorce, and I didn’t pay much attention to how much it affected him. And as a little kid, it was only natural for him to seize the chance to bring me together with someone.”

“He’s also related to you, Draco. Which means that he thinks he’s always right about the situation…but it isn’t your fault. You both gave me a wonderful night to look back on. You both will get through this, I know you will.” Hermione said, with a small smile, trying to comfort Draco the best she could.

Draco looked at Hermione and chuckled to himself, shaking his head. He then looked at her and he said, “You…are amazing, Hermione. I really wish I would’ve seen that before. And if any guy is too thick to see that, you’re better off with someone else anyways.”

Hermione blushed a bit, but she grinned. “Thank you…” she said, still going red.

Just then they both heard a ringing of the grandfather clock, striking midnight, and a bunch of screaming and cheering from upstairs. It was finally the New Year. Draco took a deep breath, and pressed his lips to Hermione’s, letting him feel happy for once in years. She kissed him back, closing her eyes gently, letting herself melt into his kiss. It was one of the most memorable, and sweet moments of her life. After a while, they pulled away, and stared into each others eyes for a few moments, just wanting to let the moment last for a bit.

“What was that, Draco?” Hermione asked, giggling a bit, feeling like a teenager again.

Draco took Hermione’s soft hand and held it, feeling so much stronger than before. He felt like he could take down fifty hippogriffs right now. He was on top of the world. He looked to Hermione and he then said, "A promise.”

“A promise?”

“A promise that one day…we’ll both find someone. Whether it is each other, or not…we’ll both find someone to spend the rest of our lives with.” Draco said, saying each word with a slight pause, as if trying to be sure of himself. Hermione just smiled, and kissed his cheek, knowing there were no words to say how she felt about that.

“Happy New Year, Draco.” Hermione whispered into his ear.

“Happy New Year, Hermione.” Draco whispered back, holding her close for a moment.

And so with that, the two walked back up the stairs to join the party again, both feeling more confident than before. Everyone looked when Draco walked with Hermione, hand in hand. Both Lavender, and the woman that used to be Draco's wife looked the most surprised of all. But they both didn’t care; because for once in years, they were both happy. And with that kiss…it really rang in the New Year.

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