A/N: Bit short but it's the epilogue so…

Epilogue

Rose couldn't seem to stop laughing. Scorpius had scoped her up as soon as they reached the honeymoon suite and insisted on carrying her to bed. The problem was that they were staying at a Muggle hotel and her hubby couldn't seem to figure out how to open the door. Apparently he could graduate at the top of his class but he couldn't figure out how to open a Muggle door. Rose kicked her legs and pressed her head into his throat hoping to stifle her laughter.

"A bloody key, what's wrong with a bloody key?" he snapped. Rose snorted. "You could help me, you know?"

"You could let me down," Rose said.

"Not likely."

"Then I'm afraid you'll have to figure it out on your own."

"The longer it takes me to open the door the longer it takes it me to get you to bed. Really it's in your best interest to help your husband."

"And what would your father say if I did that, hmmm? I recall him telling me when we got engaged that you can rather stubbornly insist on things being your way and the best way to counter that was by refusing to play along. So, dear husband, if you don't put me down we'll never get to bed." Rose was on her feet before she finished the sentence.

Really Draco Malfoy took their engagement, hell to their relationship, better than Rose's father had. There had been quite a bit of rowing when the pair announced their relationship to the Potter/Weasley clan, mostly the older set being upset about things no one cared about anymore (or so Rose screamed at her father and uncles) and Albus being pigheaded about not being told. Her mother had been nervous because she, unlike her husband, had figured the blonde was the reason for her daughter's melancholy and just wanted to be sure that Rose was making the right choice. After the row there was a careful truce in place. So long as no Weasley or Potter male caught Rose with Scorpius it was all right. Probably because her dad didn't want to think about his little girl having sex and the others didn't want to have to tell him that she was.

They had a similar truce with the Malfoys. Both Draco and Astoria had been very welcoming to their son's girlfriend having already heard all about her. It was rather more chilly with Lucius and Narcissa both of whom insisted that Rose wasn't good enough for their grandson. There was another row this time about the appropriateness of Rose as a potential wife. But Scorpius stood firm and so did his parents. They even moved out of Malfoy manor as a show of solidarity with their son and his right to choose his girlfriend. Whenever the Malfoy family got together for holidays and things Rose and Scorpius made a point of refraining from physical contact to keep the peace. A truce with the Weasley and a truce with the Malfoys.

That all went out the window when a year later when Scorpius proposed. Ron had to face the fact that his little girl was getting married and would be doing what married people do and Lucius had to face the fact that the Malfoys could no longer claim to be purebloods. To say the least Ron took it better. He'd been there at the wedding to support his daughter and Lucius had called in sick. Total bull shit but Scorpius dealt with it with a smile.

They were married in a park surrounded by wards to keep Muggles away. The Weasleys wanted them to marry at the Burrow as every Potter or Weasley had done since Uncle Bill and Aunt Fleur married and the Malfoys wanted them to marry at Malfoy Manor as every Malfoy had since the beginning of time (or so it seemed). While Lucius wouldn't be coming regardless, Narcissa wanted her grandson married properly even if he wasn't marrying the proper girl. The park seemed like a good compromise for the ceremony. For the reception they went to the Burrow with the promise that Rose and Scorpius would spend their first Christmas as a married couple at Malfoy Manor. Even though much of Scorpius' family stirred clear of Rose's during the reception there was no ill will or drama or anything.

It was actually very nice.

Scorpius said all he cared about was being with his wife. Rose felt her heart flutter every time he called her that. She was his wife. She would wake up every day in his arms, make him breakfast and then dinner when they came home. And sometime in the future they would welcome their children into the world together. Rose wore a secret smile as she slipped the card into the door and turned the handle.

As soon as they entered the suite, Rose broke out in giggles. "Honeymoon suite," Scorpius clicked his tongue. "Look, love, the bed is shaped like a heart."

Rose bit her lip. "Shall we try it out?"

"Is my little wife eager?" he asked with a smirk.

Rose blushed. "Not eager enough to forgo putting on her nightie."

"Rosie," Scorpius complained as Rose used her wand to unbutton the back of her wedding dress. "I'm your husband and this is our wedding night. It's only proper that I be the one to take off your wedding dress."

"Normally I'd agree with you, but if I don't undress me I'll never get to wear my nightie!"

"Did you ever consider that that's because I prefer you naked?"

"You just shut your dirty mouth!" Rose exclaimed with false affront.

Scorpius laughed and tugged off his dress robes. Rose stepped out of her dress and hung it up. She glanced over her shoulder at Scorpius to make sure he wasn't watching. Whenever he watched her get undress (or dressed for that matter) he always insisted on helping her which invariably ended in love making. His back was to her as he took his shoes and socks off. Rose quickly pulled her bra and knickers off and pulled her slinky, lacy nightie over her head and tugged on the matching panties.

She turned towards her husband awaiting his gaze. She really hoped he liked it, he always threw a fit over her putting on naughty knickers for him. It was confusing because Rose had always assumed that blokes liked it when girls put on lingerie for them but Scorpius always distracted her before she could put anything sexy on. Whenever she put a matching lacy pair of bra and panties on he basically ignored it. All he cared about it seemed was getting her clothes off. It was very off putting. Or perhaps flattering. It didn't matter much because she was in her sexy nightie now so… he just had to look at her.

When Scorpius did finally turn around, his eyes melted into molten silver. "You look fabulous, love," he said, coming over to her. "Now what is it you're hiding under it?"

"Scorpius! I put this on for you to enjoy it! Not for you to just take it off," Rose squealed as he tugged the top down.

"I am enjoying it, darling, and I'll continue enjoying it on the floor." With that he pushed her nightie the rest of the way off.

"This is the rest of my life is it?" Rose wondered out loud while Scorpius kissed and sucked at her throat.

His head popped up and he smiled at her. "Could be worse, eh?"

"Oh yes, I could have worse problems then my husband being unable to keep his hands off me."

Rose smiled as Scorpius laughed.

For the millionth time that day she thanked Merlin for being a goody-two-shoes at Hogwarts and for her cousin Lily who was good at talking her into doing stupid and irrational things but mostly for Scorpius who actually did his Astronomy homework in the Astronomy tower and was a good enough Prefect to call out when he saw something suspicious because if he hadn't they might have never gotten trapped together in that closet or kissed or fought or got married.

And Rose wouldn't have had it any other way.

The End

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