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The noise I just made was unnatural and distinctly sonar.

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He sat amongst the masses of frilly pink and purple articles of clothing, dissatisfaction etched into every one of his aristocratic features. His brow was covered in sweat as he raked his fingers through his hair for the millionth time, he could swear he was pulling strands loose with each swipe of his fingers. He dug around before pulling out another offending item, turning to hold it out to the other occupant of the room. 

" Not that one Daddy! The rainbow one, its the most pretty one I have...it has to be perfect for when Mummy comes home." Draco sighed, grumbling under his breath, leave it to him to have the most stubborn daughter ever, but what was he to expect with her parents being who they were and being the first born girl in the Malfoy family since...well ever. She was stubborn and brilliant, a good blend of her Father and Mother, but the stubbornness he knew was all from the Black side of the family something that made his Mother quite proud, and on any other day he would have been too, but they were running late. 

A crash sounded somewhere else in the house, followed by the pattering of another set of feet and an excited squeal causing Draco to panic momentarily, he didn't have time for this as he shoved another purple Tutu in his daughters direction. " Analeigh, I promise this is the prettiest one you own, Mummy will love it." He hoped his soothing words would satisfy her, but he'd guessed wrong because before he knew it, she was standing before him hands on her hips, a frown that pulled her tiny features in a way that no doubt looked identical to her mother as she stomped a foot. " That's not even proper English Daddy, and that is not my most pretty Tutu...my rainbow one is...and now you've ruined it." 

He was about to open his mouth when a slender leg tapping gently in the doorway caught his attention, his eyes drifting upwards quickly to find his wife standing there, exasperation and amusement reflecting upon her face, her one hand holding a very naked Scorpius by his own tiny hand as he jumped around in just his rain boots, her other hand holding baby Claire at her hip as she raised her brows at her husband once more. 

" Hermione, we were coming to get you what are you doing here?" He asked nervously, jumping up and tripping slightly on one of his daughters sparkly shoes, earning a chuckle from his wife. 

" My train came in two hours ago Draco...so Claire and I apparated home. What on earth happened here?" 

Analeigh went about telling her Mother how she had to look perfect to pick her Mother up, but her silly Father failed to find the proper outfit. Once she was finished Draco was sure Hermione would take his side, Analeigh had been known to be a bit out there from time to time, but instead she pointed a finger at him, her head shaking with partial amusement.

 " Draco, I told you to listen to me when I left, but you insisted you'd have everything under control. I told you both Analeigh's Tutu and top and shoes were hanging in our closet, so it would be easy for you to find." 

This comment seemed to amuse the unusually quiet Scorpius as he jumped up and down, his tiny finger pointing to his Father as he chanted. " Ha ha Daddy...Ha ha." 

It seemed to be just the thing the small family needed to diffuse the prior tension in the air because before he knew it Analeigh was pulling her brother towards their parents bedroom she insisting she'd help dress her brother in her bossiest of tones, leaving the blond to shrug his shoulders in his wife's direction before he pecked her cheek and then his youngest daughter.

 " I'm sorry love, I did try. I told you I'd be rubbish at these things ." 

Hermione patted her husbands cheek before pulling him along the hallway and after their two older children watching as Analeigh true to her word helped dress her brother, a warmth filling her heart at the sight. 

" Why didn't you just call Harry? He would have helped you." 

The blond scoffed at the idea, while he'd become quite close to the Boy Wonder, he didn't want rumors flying that he couldn't care for his own children while his wife and youngest child went away for a week. 

" Because I wanted you to have a nice Mother's Day Hermione. Because I wanted to prove I'm a good Father and I could do it on my own , like you do all the time." 

Even after eleven years of marriage and a period of time where they believed they'd never be blessed with children Hermione loved Draco as much as she did when they first got married.

Having a family had changed him, and she couldn't think of a better way to spend her Mother's Day...chaos, stubborn children and all. 

Summary: She's expecting a child. When she tells Draco, instead of a happy smile forming in his face like she expected, she only got anger. "No" Draco growled, "I dont want this." Before she could say anything, he Apparated away, leaving a pregnant Hermione alone.

THIS IS A ONE SHOT DONE FOR DRAMIONEDIRECTORY'S MOTHER'S DAY SURPRISE GAME.