Draco and Hermione sat in their living room at Malfoy manor. The house was extremely impressive and old. They watched their beautiful 5 year old girl paint. She was so young yet so smart and advanced for her age. She loved to paint and was the smartest girl in her grade so there was no question as to who her parents are. Mommy the little girl asked do you like my picture? Oh , sweetie , I love it! Hermione said genuinely. The little girl had drawn a cute kitten. But I think its time for bed now , little one. Hermione told her daughter. Can I draw more tomorrow asked the little girl. Yes , pumpkin the witch laughed. Now its time for bed. Give your daddy a kiss. The little girl went over to Draco and hugged him tenderly. Night , daddy! Good night , doll. Sweet dreams. I love you, mommy . I love you , too baby. And then the little girl went off to bed. Draco and Hermione sat and talked for a while before they too retired and went to bed. They talked about what a strange thing fate was and the future. A few years ago if somebody had told Hermione that she would be happily married to draco she would have thought that they had lost their smiled. But all was well now. She was content and she had the two people whom she loved the most in the world. With these happy thoughts in her head Hermione fell asleep with her husbands strong arm lovingly around her.