Thank you all for reading this I hope you enjoyed it. And Happy Holidays.
Special thanks to SereniteRose for making me continue this story and supporting me throughout the process.
I´m very proud of having finished my first not-one-shot, at 38k it isn´t that short :)
I´m also toying with the idea of writing a prequel to this. Is this something you are interested in? Pls, let me know.
Epilogue
"No, I do not want to press charges," Mr. Malfoy said to the young police officer sitting next to him.
"But sir, your nose, it´s broken," she insisted.
"Like I said before, it is not an issue."
the evening did not go as planned. His wife was angry at him and left the opera house early with her mother leaving the older wizard behind. Sitting at a police station in muggle London was not something he always wanted to do. His nose was bleeding and he could not heal it as long as muggles were present. Also, he wanted to know which fate the white swan awaited.
"You´re lucky Mr. Malfoy doesn't want to press charges for your assault," an experienced officer said to the dentist.
"He grabbed my daughter´s butt," Dr. Granger defended himself.
The two men stared at each other until the young officer interrupted their silence. Peaking through the opened door of the interrogation-room she told them that Mr. Malfoy was asking when Dr. Granger was done answering questions so they could leave.
"The man broke his nose! Why would they want to leave together? I don´t think this would be wise," the officer in charge insisted.
Eventually, Lucius managed to leave with his father-in-law knowing the two of them would be the talk of the week. Covering his nose with a tissue he started to look for a place where he could fix his nose discreetly. Dr. Granger showed him the tiny bathroom of his favorite pub.
Once he looked presentable again he joined the dentist at the bar. The wizard ordered two double-whiskeys and more of whatever the other man was having. He knew Hermione was furious and had no desire to return home. The muggle had a similar problem. His wife had been really looking forward to this evening and he kind of ruined it. They sat next to each other having one drink after another.
"Are you afraid of my little daughter?" the dentist mocked the dark wizard.
"You raised her, you should know how terrifying she can be. My wife knows a few nasty curses and I would hate to find myself at the receiving end."
"She got that from her mother, the terrifying part at least. She hasn´t changed that much then."
They continued to drink and exchanged stories about their families and Hermione in particular until the pub closed and they crawled home hoping their wives wouldn´t be furious anymore.