When they all had arrived back to Grimmauld Place, Hermione was pacing back and forth in the kitchen. "Doesn't anyone call first anymore?" Draco exclaimed as he walked in and saw her.

"How did it go?" Hermione asked ignoring Draco's question.

Harry and Ron explained what they had said to Kingsley and his reaction to it all, also how Draco had basically blackmailed him, which Draco received a hard hit on the arm from Hermione.

"After Draco had left the room Kingsley had decided what was going to happen to us," Harry said frowning.

"Well, what did he say?" Hermione and Draco both said together.

"He offered me back the position of Head Auror, and Ron has to do to a four-week retraining," Harry replied. "And then I told him I can't be Head Auror and I would like to give my four weeks notice."

"You did not," Hermione gasped.

"I did, I said I had been thinking about it for a while since before my accident, and I wasn't happy at the Ministry anymore and want to raise a family."

"But you have worked so hard to be Head Auror, why throw it away?" Hermione sounded mortified.

"You know, when I lost my memory I asked myself the same thing, It was a question I still don't 100% understand, but I know it's something I want to do." Harry felt Draco's hand in his. "I also recommended Ron as my replacement, which he accepted after Ron has completed his four-week retraining programme."

"So everything is okay now?" Hermione smiled.

Harry nodded, "Everything is how it should be."

"Not everything," Draco said. "I need to go have it out with my father."

Draco was back in his father's study waiting for him to arrive, he had already flicked through some of the first editions in the bookcase, he thought about reorganising it but changed his mind when he assessed how much time it would take.

He sat in the desk chair legs on the table swinging his hips side to side so the chair would move with him. Out the corner of his eye, he spotted a framed picture on the desk, he leaned and stretched his arm to reach it. It was a picture of him and his father at his wedding, neither of them was smiling, but it had a feeling of warmth in the picture.

"How many times do I need to tell you not to put your legs on my desk?" Lucius said from the doorway startling Draco as he stared at the picture.

Draco took his legs off the table and placed the frame back where it was.

"Have you come for round two?" Lucius said wearily.

"I hope not," Draco muttered. "I just want us to clear the air and make peace with our past."

Lucius sat down in his usual chair and crossed his leg over the other. "Haven't we had this conversation before?"

Draco sighed exhaustedly. "Will you just talk to me?"

"We do talk."

"Am I wasting my time?" Draco asked solemnly.

"Why are you talking in riddles Draco, just spit it out," Lucius said irritatedly.

"Can you just tell me you accept me?"

"I never said I didn't accept you."

"You never said you did either."

"Draco, you're a grown man, you don't need your fathers blessing for everything, I never cared about my father's opinion on your mother, he disliked her, but we didn't let it affect our lives." Lucius stared at his son and exhaled. "Why does this mean so much to you?"

"Because I want to hear, good job son, you got a good one there I want you to be able to support me when we adopt our child."

Lucius sat up quickly, "Child?"

"Yes, Harry and I are going to adopt," Draco admitted for the first time to anybody.

"Are you really?" Lucius to Draco's surprisement was smiling.

"Yes, father," Draco confirmed.

Lucius leaned back in his chair deep in thought still with a smile on his face this confused Draco even more.

After a minute or two Lucius finally spoke. "I have no doubt you and Harry would make excellent parents but isn't going to be difficult with you both working full time?"

"Well, Harry has resigned," Draco announced making Lucius raise an eyebrow.

"He resigned from the Ministry?"

"Yes, he wants to be a family man instead," Draco smirked. "I am also changing my career."

"To what?"

"I am going to be an Event Planner," Draco said proudly.

"Oh Salazar, could you be any gayer?" Lucius snorted.

Draco found himself laughing instead of offended. "Trust me, I know."

"Well, I suppose it was obvious, everytime you heard the word celebration you blew up balloons."

Draco and Lucius burst out laughing they hadn't laughed together like this since before he went to Hogwarts.

"I do accept you, you know Draco," Lucius said after a few minutes.

"Really?" Draco smiled.

"I had for many years now, I just didn't think we needed to have a deep, meaningful conversation about it," Lucius admitted. "But I suppose, if it gives you piece of mind then yes, I accept you for who you are and whatever weird job you like doing."

Draco was touched by the sort of compliment and supposed that's the best he was going to get from him. "Thank you."

On his way out of The Manor he ran into his mother walking with Pansy Parkinson, they were deep in conversation pointing at things and smiling in agreement.

"Draco, I didn't expect to see you here," His mother said noticing him near the front doors.

"Hello Mother, I didn't want to interrupt your conversation I was just in Father's study," Draco replied accepting his mothers hug and kiss on the cheek.

"Not fighting again I hope? Your father was in such a state after you left the other day, he was practically having a meltdown," She replied. "You know how much he worries about you."

This made Draco snort. "We have sorted things out now, what are you two talking about?" He asked finally acknowledging Pansy.

"Oh, Pansy wants a venue for her wedding to Blaise, and I said she is welcome to have a look at The Manor as a possibility, after all, your wedding was beautiful out in the garden."

Draco's smile widened as a thought popped into his head, he pulled out one of his new business cards from his pocket and handed it to Pansy. "I will be happy to be your Wedding Planner, and will give you a discounted rate as you two and Blaise are my oldest friends."

"Oh really, Blaise always goes on about how amazing your parties are, he says you should get into the planning business," Pansy beamed.

"I have always wanted to; I guess I was just worried what people would think," Draco admitted.

"Nonsense Draco, everyone wants you to succeed in whatever you do, your father was worried about you in that P.I job he said you seemed miserable in it." His Mother smiled warmly.

"Did everyone know I was miserable?" Draco asked amazed.

"Blaise and I did," Pansy admitted. "But we all support whatever you want to do, and we will be happy for you to plan our wedding, it will sure take a lot of pressure off me."

"Excellent, we can discuss arrangements next time you and Blaise come around for couples night?" Draco suggested.

"Oh, we haven't had couples night since...nevermind," Pansy said, and Draco realised what she was going to say.

"It's fine Pans; Harry has his memory back," Draco smiled.

"Oh, that's excellent news," She beamed. "Well, how does this friday sound?"

"Friday is good for me, I will let Ron and Hermione know," Draco gave his Mother a hug goodbye and left The Manor.