I don't think anyone (including me) was ready for this story to end the way it did.
Soooo... SURPRISE!
~Rated M! Read at your own discretion!

EPILOGUE: DRAMIONE

A Year Later...

"How in the world did you get the little bugger to sleep?" Harry asked them, his jaw dropped.

He grunted softly when his wife elbowed him in the ribs, looking at her with a scowl.

"Thank you two," Ginny rolled her eyes at Harry before turning to the pair. "It was nice to be able to have a night to ourselves."

Ginny watched her best friend, Hermione, lean back into the warm embrace of her now husband. Draco had his arms snaked around her waist, his head resting comfortably on her shoulder as he amusedly watched Ginny bully his partner. They'd offered to take James for the night so Harry could take Ginny out for their anniversary. Still being newlyweds, Ginny almost insisted against it, telling them they could easily ask the Weasley matriarch; Molly so loved coddling baby James. But Hermione and Draco had both insisted, claiming they were going to demand their rights as the boy's godparents.

They'd had him for almost four hours, and both Ginny and Harry had warned them on separate occasions what a Cornish pixie their child could turn into when it was bed time. Yet to their utter shock, James Potter was knocked out cold at the center of a ginormous bed, surrounded by a fort of plush pillows to make sure he didn't accidentally roll off in his sleep.

"It's all him," Hermione confessed, gesturing to Draco. "I don't know how he does it, I think he hypnotized Jamie."

"Oooh so you have the magic touch with the babies now, Malfoy?" Ginny quirked an eyebrow teasingly.

Draco snorted indelicately. "I don't know about all babies, but certainly my own godson. Didn't you know? Malfoys are the best at whatever they do."

"Hmm," Hermione laughed shortly. "Don't remember you being the best when we were in school, but alright."

"Of course not, you were," he said obviously.

"Exactly," Hermione responded, looking at him as if he were missing the point.

He smirked down at her. "Well you're a Malfoy now, aren't you?"

Hermione rolled her eyes, relaxing back against him again.

"Oh please," Harry fake gagged. "Save it for yourselves."

Draco raised an eyebrow dryly. "By all means, Potter. We're just waiting for you to leave."

"Draco!" Hermione scolding him, elbowing him like Ginny had Harry not moments ago.

All four of them looked at each other for a moment before breaking into soft chuckles. Harry gathered James into his arms before holding out a hand to Ginny.

"Thanks again," Ginny said. She threw the pair a wink a second before she disappeared into a vortex as Harry apparated them away.

"That was fun," Draco murmured in his wife's ear, his thumb subconsciously drawing small circles on Hermione's stomach.

"It always is," she hummed contently. "Merlin, that boy is growing up so fast."

James had barely been crawling by the time Hermione and Draco finally decided to tie the knot. She'd wanted to wait until he was walking so he could be the ring bearer, but Draco was not having it. He refused to wait another moment before taking Hermione as his wife. They'd decided to take the traditional wizarding vows- the ancient ones. The irreversible ones.

Despite Hermione's assurances that she didn't feel less like his mate because he couldn't mark and claim her like a normal werewolf, Draco had always felt a little insecure because of it. It made his wolf restless knowing his mate was unbound to him- it was simply too dangerous if any other hostile werewolf were to come across her. Hermione, being as in tune with him as he with her, sensed his unease. It was her idea to do the bonding vows.

"Hermione, there's no going back after those vows. They're stronger than an Unbreakable Bond. They outlast life, and even death." He'd told her, shaking his head.

"I know," she'd simply said.

"There's no separation after taking the vows," he'd said again sternly. Surely she didn't understand what she was offering him. "No divorce. I'd be it- for this life and anything beyond it."

She'd merely taken his face into her hands, staring deep into his eyes. "Draco, I know.I'm your mate, I wouldn't have it any other way."

Their ceremony was rather small, much to Narcissa's dismay. The traditional vows were rather intimate. Hermione and Draco agreed to keep the ceremonies to just their families and absolute closest friends, which was a rather strange mix when it came down to it. Draco had Narcissa, his aunt Andromeda, his cousin Teddy, and Theo. Hermione had Harry and the Weasleys, and of course, Katie. Yet Teddy was Harry's godson, and Draco had become as much a part of the Weasley's extended family as Hermione was.

Yet despite all the unconventional family he'd acquired over the years, Draco never felt as complete as he did when he'd completed his vows with Hermione. The moment the vows left their lips, it was as if an invisible gate came crumbling down. He could feel the very essence of her soul crash into his, warm golden light mixing with his cool molten silver. The two stared at each other for a few minutes, awed as their magical energies danced and intertwined, caressing each other in exploration before finally retreating back, leaving an undeniable knot between them- a bond. His eyes had burned into hers with a familiar heat, except it had been multiplied a hundred fold since they could literally feel each other's desire and need.

The reception had been a grand affair- it had been hailed the event of the decade. All their old peers from Hogwarts, their coworkers, and the Order of the Phoenix were present. Not that they were able to enjoy the company of the newlyweds for long. Draco had been all too eager to sweep her away to their honeymoon, and to Hermione's embarrassment, she'd been all too willing to let him. Nonetheless, Narcissa Malfoy made sure it was the party of the decade, and it lived on until the earliest hours of the morning before the last of the guests finally turned in.

Draco's hold tightened around Hermione slightly as he thought back to that night. He could still feel her very essence as strongly as he had back then, their magic and souls intertwined as permanently as any mating bond would've done.

"He's almost a year old," he said softly.

"Oh! What should we get him for his birthday?" Hermione asked him excitedly. "His very first birthday!"

Draco gently traced his nose along the side of her neck, and her head fell to the side, giving him better access. "Mmm... how about a playmate?" He asked silkily nipping her earlobe.

Hermione broke into shivers before turning her torso in his hold to look at him seriously.

"What?"

Draco shrugged innocently. "He doesn't have any other kids around his age, he could use a friend."

Hermione studied him in amused disbelief for a few seconds before she quirked her lips. "Are you serious?"

His hands splayed out over her stomach as he dropped his head to hers, his eyes closing in peaceful content. "Hermione, I have never been more serious about anything. Except maybe marrying you."

She merely started at his face owlishly. "You want kids?" She clarified. "With me?"

"No, with your doppelgänger," he said dryly as his eyes flicked open. "Of course with you, witch! Who else?"

"Oh..." she blinked blankly. "I never thought that was something you wanted."

Draco frowned as he pulled his head back to look at her properly. He couldn't feel anything through their bond- it was like her entire being was frozen.

"Do you not want kids?" He gulped nervously.

Hermione watched him for a few more seconds before a minuscule, hesitant smile graced her lips. "I always imagined I'd be a mother someday."

"You'd be an amazing mother," he told her frankly.

"Are you sure that's what you want?" Hermione asked him again.

Draco felt a low growl rip out him as he pulled his witch against him firmly. "You have no idea how smug it makes my wolf to think of you getting big with our child." He spoke in her ear, the timbre in his voice throwing Hermione's heart into a pattering race.

She could feel his lips pull into a small grin against the sensitive skin right below her ear. One of his hands wandered up from her stomach to her neck, where he rested his fingers against her pulse. "It excites you," he observed with satisfaction.

She smiled as she pushed back against him, feeling the hardening length of him against her lower back. "Just as it does you," she pointed out.

He nuzzled her neck as his hands wandered down her body, tracing the length of her sides before coming to sit on her hips. "Is that a yes?"

Not missing a beat, she rolled her hips back against him, causing him to groan in her ear.

"Granger," he warned her, his fingers tightening on her hips.

"It's Malfoy, actually," she reminded him smugly. He only ever called her by her maiden name when he was at the last threads of his patience. And if there was one thing Hermione learned over the last few years- even before they'd started dating, it was that she loved pushing him until that last thread snapped.

"My apologies, Mrs. Malfoy," he chuckled in surprise. He knew exactly what she was doing. She wanted to play? He could play.

His fingers skirted under the edge of her waistband, causing her stomach to contract on a sharp inhale. His fingers ghosted along the edge of her knickers, his hand hovering around the one place she wanted it the most. Her hips instinctively rose to meet his hand, but he held her in place with a steely grip from his other hand.

"Patience, Mrs. Malfoy," he teased her.

Even as Hermione felt the heat building with his touch, Hermione rolled her eyes. Oh it was on.

She reached back, her hand trailing down the hard plane of his stomach, going lower still. When she squeezed her hand firmly around the hard length of him, he jerked against her involuntarily.

"Bloody hell, witch."

"Patience, dear husband," she threw back in an amused tone.

His hand stilled just on the edge of her knickers, his entire body freezing for a moment.

"Screw this," he groaned.

His hand was gone in a flash, and he was turning her, walking her backward relentlessly until she came up against the bed. Her legs caught against the edge, and she fell back into the sea of sheets and pillows, her long hair fanned around her.

What a vision, he thought in absolute awe.

He stood over her, slowly unbuttoning his shirt to reveal the hard lines of his torso honed from years of Quidditch and fighting. Hermione watched with a familiar, heated glimmer in her eyes. She loved watching him undress.

"Do you want me?" He held her eyes as he let the shirt drop to the floor.

"Always."

In a trick of wandless magic, he vanished her clothes, leaving her body bare to his hungry gaze. Her skin broke into gooseflesh from the sudden cold air. He smirked, crawling over her body and settling between her legs. He dropped a kiss to her hip bone, making her bite her lip in anticipation as her hand slipped into his hair. Instead of following the route he normally might, he took a detour, peppering kisses along her abdomen. He nipped the skin near her naval, rolling the tender flesh between his teeth, eliciting a breathy whimper from her as her entire body lifted to his mouth.

His wolf rumbled in content as the scent of her hit him in waves. She was very very fertile.

He rested his chin on her stomach, gazing up at her. "Do you want this?"

She didn't need to ask him what he meant by this. She could feel his excitement through their bond. It was probably the best time for her to conceive- no doubt his wolf could tell.

"More than I ever thought I would," she whispered, surprised by the truth of her response.

His eyes flashed silver from her answer, before they darkened in pleasure. He caught her by the nape of her neck, pulling her up to receive his kiss. It was hard yet tender, urgent yet longing, impatient yet savoring all at the same time. Her hands slipped around his neck, pulling him down on top of her. He nipped at her lips, devouring her all while offering himself to her on a silver platter.

They were a tangle of limbs. She couldn't tell who reached first, but before she knew it, he was settled against her legs. His trousers were gone, and she was too impatient to care whether she'd vanished them or he had. He tore his mouth away, breathing hard against her lips as he teased the length of his himself against her core.

Once again, she seemed to know exactly what he needed. "I love you," she whispered, holding his gaze with all the affection and heat she knew he could feel through their bond.

"And I love you," he responded with a reverence he rarely used and hadn't even known he was capable of before Hermione.

Gathering her close until her body was cradled around him, he surged into her in one fell swoop. Hermione took in a sharp breath, feeling the welcome ache of her body adjusting around his intimidating member. He took his time, which was a rarity for them given their proclivity to playful or urgently impatient lovemaking. He held her gaze as he pulled back slowly, savoring her tightening around him as though she never wanted him to leave, only to surge back in.

"Draco," she pleaded, her eyes tearing from the building tension.

She needed him to move. He rested his head on top of hers, their heavy breaths intermingling as he continued at his tortuously slow pace.

"I want to watch you fall apart," he whispered. "Layer by layer. Until you can't feel anything but me."

Sure enough, Hermione could soon feel the approaching crest, and it was only intensified by feeling his through their bond. She couldn't look away from his gaze as he drove into her relentlessly, at the same savoring pace. Her own climax took her by surprise as she felt herself being hurtled into weightlessness with a small 'oh' on her lips.

Draco was mesmerized by the vulnerability in her eyes, the sensation of her coming around him coupled with the pulsing intensity of their bond sending him over the edge. She wrapped her legs around his waist, holding him close as he groaned his shuddering release, which then only intensified her own.

He gently stroked her cheek as they both came down from their high, not needing to say anything. They could feel the intensity of their love through their bond: beautiful, powerful, and infinite.

~o~o~o~

Some hours and numerous rounds later, Hermione was cuddled up her mate in a boneless exhaustion, thankful she's taken the weekend off.

"Hermione?" Draco asked in a thoughtful tone.

Even through the haze of near sleep, she could feel his mind racing- even without their bond.

"Hmm?"

"I know I said we should give James a playmate," Draco said carefully. "But, if we have a daughter and they grow up together, he'd better keep his grabby little hands away from our little girl."

Hermione's head snapped up, meeting his completely serious gaze.

"Oh dear lord," she choked, the laughter bubbling out of her. "Draco, we're his godparents!"

"Exactly," he nodded firmly. "So it's completely in my right to send him to the ends of the earth if he tries anything on our daughter."

Hermione raised an eyebrow wryly. "If we even have a daughter. And even if they decide they want each other, it'd be decades before we need to worry about it."

"If not this one, then the next one," he shrugged nonchalantly, his hand resting over her stomach protectively. "I want a daughter, just like you."

"I'd have thought you wanted an heir," she mumbled with a slow, pleased smile.

"She can be my heir," he murmured against her hair. "Boy or girl, they're going to be our child. They'll be powerful enough to take on the whole bloody world."

"Hmmm..." Hermione agreed as she drifted into a peaceful slumber.

What a nice thought. She looked forward to that future.

I liked this ending a lot better ^_^ I hope you did too?

Like the title of the chapter says, this is the epilogue for Draco & Hermione. So rest assured Katie & Theo shippers, they too will get their own ending (probably by the end of the month since I've been hit with a sudden burst of renewed inspiration).

Most of my recent inspiration has been going into my story: Hiraeth (James Potter). While I normally don't like writing OC's, I'm rather happy with this one. The story's pretty in line with big canon events, so despite being an AU it feels very realistic.

Please please please go check it out and let me know what you think! ^_^