To eighth year and beyond had

AN: Ok, even further on now! Another 2 years – we are at June 2003.

Graduating

'Arya Lupin-Black, you stop this nonsense right now!' Maya gasped, watching her almost 5-year-old daughter cry and stamp her feet.

'It's not fair! It's not fair! Daddy would let me!'

Maya sighed. 'No, he wouldn't Arya. Just stop please and calm down.'

'He would so!'

'Arya, I have told you that you are not having chocolate on toast for breakfast. You can either go and eat what I have made you or you can starve until lunchtime. Take your pick.' Maya said, walking away from her daughter. Her tantrums were becoming far too much lately.

Maya sighed as she continued to get ready for work. Draco was on nightshift so he wouldn't be home until 9am, after they had left for the day. Maya was tired; probably not as tired as Draco, but she was tired. She hadn't seen Draco properly or for longer than a few hours for over three weeks and Arya was getting worse by the day.

'Have you had breakfast?' she shouted to her daughter 15 minutes later.

'Yes.' Huffed Arya, coming in to the hallway to put on her shoes.

'Thank you.' Maya said, smiling at her. Arya just huffed more.

Maya walked Arya to school; she was now at a magical primary school and Maya was glad. The day she was leaving her old nursery, just a few weeks ago, the nursery nurse had come on to Draco and Maya could have killed her when she found out. Draco calmed her down.

'We don't have to see her anymore. Plus, I made sure she knew I was not interested.' He had said.

Now, Arya was at the school for magical children; she didn't learn any magic but it made accidental magic easier to deal with when you weren't having to cover it up.

Once Arya was in school, with a kiss and a 'sorry' for her mum, Maya made her way to work. She had recently graduated and was now a fully qualified lawyer for the Ministry of Magic. Working part-time in this field wasn't easy, but she was managing so far.

Lunch came around and Maya met up with Hermione; Mrs Nott as she was now known was also working in law department, however she worked within the rights for magical creatures' department. Maya worked as a prosecutor.

'How are you?' Maya asked her friend; she knew she had been quite down recently.

'I'm ok Maya. Still nothing though.' Hermione said, her eyes filling with tears.

Hermione and Theo had been trying for the last year to get pregnant and it just wasn't happening. When Maya thought of Arya, she felt so guilty. The two times her and Draco had forgotten protection, she had fallen pregnant. How can it be so easy for one couple yet so difficult for another?

Maya held Hermione's hand softly, comforting her friend. 'It will happen 'Mione. There's obviously a reason why it hasn't happened yet – a timing issue is all - but I'm sure it will.'

Hermione smiled sadly at her friend, but nodded.

'How's Draco and Arya?' she asked, changing the subject.

'I've barely seen Draco for nearly a month and Arya has had tantrums that could cause earthquakes.' She said, flatly.

Hermione laughed, 'What's wrong with her?'

'God knows. It's little things as well! This morning she had a 20-minute tantrum because I refused to give her chocolate on toast.' Maya said, chuckling.

'Aah to be young and only have that to worry about!' Hermione sighed.

'I know! How's Theo?'

'He's good. The business is going well.'

Maya nodded and then the chatter turned to work talk.

…

At 2.30pm that day Maya left to pick up Arya from school.

'Where's my daddy?' Arya asked, as soon as she spotted Maya.

Maya sighed. 'Daddy's meeting us at the house sweetheart.' Maya responded, smiling down at her. Arya wasn't happy though and she just frowned.

'I want my daddy!' She started to shout as Maya led her out of the playground. 'I WANT MY DADDY!' she screamed, causing Maya to stop and stare down at her. 'I hate you.' Arya huffed and Maya felt her eyes fill with tears. Before Arya could see, she continued walking, ignoring the tantrum she was having.

As soon as they were in the house, Arya ran off to find Draco and Maya took her shoes off and ran up the stairs. Once there, she ran a bath for herself. Now though, her tears were spilling over.

'Maya.' Draco called, coming in to their room.

'Maya, you ok?' he asked, watching her check the temperature of the bath.

'Fine.' She muttered, but he could hear the upset in her voice.

'What is it?' he asked.

'Nothing Draco, I just need a bath.'

Draco didn't say anything but left the room.

Draco's POV

'Did you have a good day Princess?' Draco asked his daughter, as she sat on his knee looking at a picture book.

'Yes. School was fun daddy.'

'Good. Arya, was there anything wrong with your mum when she picked you up?'

Arya shrugged 'I think Mummy was ok.' Draco knew she was lying; she wouldn't meet his eye.

'Arya…'

Arya started to cry. 'What's wrong?' he asked.

'I wasn't very nice to mummy.' She whispered. 'I told her I hate her. I don't hate her daddy, I really don't. I was just a bit mad cos I thought you were picking me up from school.'

'Arya, I'm sorry I couldn't pick you up today – I had to go to an appointment – but you can't get mad and be mean to mummy ok?'

Arya nodded. 'I'm sorry daddy.'

'It's not me you should be apologising too. Your mums in the bath right now but when she comes down you will apologise to her ok?' Arya nodded.

Unfortunately, Maya never came back down the stairs. Draco put Arya to bed at 7pm and then went to their bedroom to see if she was ok. She was lying on her side in bed, facing the wall.

'You ok?' he whispered, climbing in to his side of the bed, facing her and putting a hand on her cheek.

Maya shook her head. 'She hates me Draco.'

'Of course she doesn't.'

'You don't see the same side of her that I do.' She snapped. 'The tantrums this week have been horrendous and then she screamed the playground down like I was kidnapping her or something.'

'She told me she didn't mean it. I've told her to apologise.'

'There's only so many times she can say sorry. I hear it at least three times a day now.'

Draco sighed. 'She's been that bad?'

'Not for you.' She seethed.

'I'm sorry. My shifts are going to be changing next week, I'll be back to working days so I'll be here more often.'

'Yeah, but you'll just go back to nights again after 2 months on days and this will start all over again.'

'I don't know what else I can do. Should we see someone about her behaviour?'

'I think it's me. She hates me because I put her to nursery and school – maybe I should have stayed here all day with her?'

'No. That would have been worse for her. She's out socialising and getting to know other kids – this is what she needs.'

'But maybe she hates me because I'm not here, and you're not here and she just needs someone here.'

'Maya, I guarantee she doesn't hate you. She starts acting like this part-way through my nightshift cycle and I think it's because I'm not around enough. It's easier to be nice to me when she only sees me for 2 hours a day. I'm going to ask about getting permanent day shifts.'

'You don't have to do that.'

'For the sake of my family I do.' He responded, kissing her.

Maya nodded and smiled at him.

'I love you Mr Black.' She said, kissing him back.

'Oh, that reminds me – I made a couple of appointments to go and look at venues this weekend. Is that ok?'

Maya's eyes widened. 'Of course, it is! I can't wait!' she grinned, moving closer to him. 'Then the weekend after, it's your graduation.' She whispered, running her hands up and down his chest.

'I have to work tonight remember.' He said, sensing she was about to start seducing him. Maya's face fell and she nodded.

'I do need to have a shower before I go though…' he grinned as Maya climbed off the bed and walked into the bathroom, peeling off her pyjamas as she went.

…

'This is it.' She grinned. 'Please tell me you love this too?' she asked, looking around. The manor house was beautiful – it was big, had plenty of guest rooms and the gardens, where they would be getting married, were beautiful. There were cherry blossom trees everywhere and a kissing arch where they would say their vows.

'I do. It's beautiful.' He said. 'Can you check you have reservations for 26th June 2004?' he asked the wedding planner of the manor house.

'I can confirm that we do have space – would you like to book it?' smiling as they both nodded excitedly at her.

'I'll get a contract drawn up and sent to you by the end of the week.'

Maya squealed and Draco nodded.

'Arya, come on princess time to go!' Draco shouted to his daughter, who was currently dancing under one of the cherry blossom trees. The young girl heard her dad and ran back to them.

'Arya, we have something to tell you.' Maya said, leaning down to her. 'Daddy and me – we're going to get married here next year.'

Arya gasped. 'You're gonna get married! Can I be a flower girl? Please, please, pleaseeeee?'

Maya chuckled and nodded. 'Of course you can munchkin.'

'Thank you mummy! I love you.' Arya smiled up at her.

…

'Black, Draco' called the Head of the hospital and the whole family erupted as Draco stood up to take his graduation scroll and shake the man's hand.

Draco grinned down at his family and friends.

Once the ceremony was over, Maya ran and threw herself at Draco. 'I'm so proud of you.' She grinned, kissing him.

'Thank you. I'm proud of you too.'

'Today is about you Mr Black!' she grinned.

'Daddy!' Arya shouted, running up and jumping at him.

'Oomph!' he groaned as she kicked him in the groin. Maya could see his eyes watering as he held the girl to his chest and she winced for him.

Maya took Arya off of Draco to allow the rest of their families and friends to hug and congratulate him. Then it was time to go and get ready for the dance they would all be attending.

…

'You look amazing.' He told her as she came out of the bathroom.

'You said that to me 20 minutes ago and nearly ruined my dress because we ended up fucking.' She chuckled.

'I couldn't help it.' He said, coming to stand behind her and help her put on her necklace. 'You just make me so hard.' He whispered in her ear, nibbling on her lobe.

Maya gasped as she felt him press into her. 'Again?' she asked, surprised. 'Arya clearly didn't get you that hard then?' she laughed.

Draco winced as he remembered then turned away from her. 'Sorry.' He moaned. 'I can take care of it.'

'Don't you dare.' She whispered, checking that their bedroom door was shut and leaning over her dressing table, as he lifted her dress up and entered her from behind.

…

'To Maya and Draco!' Remus and Sirius shouted to the room, as they both walked in to their party.

Maya and Draco grinned as everyone raised their glasses to them. They then also announced that their wedding date had been set.

'You'll all receive your save the dates soon!' Maya grinned at the guests, who grinned back.

Draco and Maya led the dancing that night and once again, as per their custom, never left the dance floor the whole evening. Arya joined them – she loved to dance – but she was soon taken back to stay with her grandparents and that's when Maya and Draco really started to celebrate.

…

'Maya, have you seen this?' Draco asked her the next morning, holding the Prophet out to her.

'What is it?' she grumbled, her head banging. 'Can you get me some hangover potion?' she asked as he stood up.

Draco nodded and Maya read the headline for the article Draco had pointed out.

'RONALD WEASLEY SEVERS ALL TIES WITH FAMILY TO DATE FORMER DEATH-EATER PANSY PARKINSON'

…