"Dad's home!" a four year-old with a head of brown curls, that were almost as big as her screamed, launching herself at the tall blonde. The man caught her in mid air and kissed her small forehead before looking into those beautiful dark blue eyes and asking:
"How was your day, little monster?" He carried his daughter towards the back of the house, where his wife probably was.
"I accidentally set Sammy's shoe on fire," the girl said, playing with Draco's tie.
"You sure it was an accident, Emmy?" Draco raised his brow at the child.
"He stepped on my barbie. But I didn't mean to burn his shoe," the little girl mumbled. "He didn't get hurt. Mommy helped him."
"Oh, thank Gods, you're home," Hermione sighed with relief when she saw him. The brunette pressed a sweet kiss onto Draco's lips, while Emmy scrunched up her nose at the affectionate action, mumbling something along the lines of 'You're always kissing'. When Hermione broke away from her husband, she said "If I have to extinguish any more fires today, I'll go crazy."
"Ah, yes. I've heard that Sammy is now short a shoe," Draco chuckled, setting Emmy down on the ground.
"Three kids unable to control their magic is too much for just me and Lavender," Hermione grumbled, as they sat on their back porch. Emmy was sitting in the middle of the small garden, playing with her guinea pig.
"Weasley didn't show up again," Draco asked, kissing Hermione's temple.
"Oh, he showed up. For like twenty minutes. He even brought peanut butter cookies."
"Aren't the twins…"
"Allergic. Yup. He forgot. Danny got really mad at him," Hermione said, shaking her head.
Lavender visited every month with her and Ron's twins - Sam and Dan. She and Hermione agreed to letting their children to be close and to tell them some day about how they are related to each other. Hermione also allowed Ron to visit with Lavender, but not as often, since Lav broke off their engagement. He showed up from time to time, always bringing some sweets, but he never stayed long. He got what he so desperately wanted - he had nothing to do with Emmy. At least legally. Hermione refused to put his name on her daughter's birth certificate or any other legal document. When Draco and Hermione got married, a year after Emmy's birth, Draco adopted the little girl, making her his daughter in the eyes of the law.
"You know," Draco said, wrapping his arms tighter around Hermione "I really am glad Emmy's your little clone. In fact, if it weren't for her blue eyes, she would be your exact copy."
"Yeah, well… Maybe this one will look like you."
"Mayb-... Wait, what?" Draco looked at his wife with wide eyes. Hermione only grinned at him.
"Surprise."
"I love you so much, Granger," Draco said before kissing her hard.
A/N: So, this is the end of that story. I hope you enjoyed it! I certainly enjoyed writing it, reading all the reviews and seeing how many people followed it. Thank, you, thank you, thank you, so, so much!
Oh! And I'm also working on some Dramione one-shots (they should be done very, very soon), so if you're interested, stay tuned! I'm also planning on translating my unfinished Fremione story to English, because I've discovered I can no longer think in my native language (which is Polish, if anyone is curious). So, if you enjoy Fremione like me, stay tuned for that too! Okay. That's it. I'm done. One last time, thank you for reading! :)