It was 8 oclock and the house was silent. The twins were in bed because they had school the next day, they were in Kindergarten. Draco and Hermione were upstairs in the bedroom chatting about the twins and their future. Hermione was concerned because they hadn't been showing any signs of magic. Normally at a young age they would accidently do magic during stressful times but they hadn't.
"What if they are squibs" Hermione voiced.
Draco didn't understand where this was coming from. His wife sounded like she wanted them to have magical blood. To him it didn't matter.
"If they are squibs we will love them all the same." He replied smoothly.
Hermione nodded her head. It wasn't them being a squib that made her nervous it was the complications that would arise because of them being in the m
