Chapter 28 Epilogue

Authors Note: I'm not even joking I'm kind of crying that it's over. I mean like almost four months of my life has been spent on this story. I just wanted to thank ever person who has read my story and left a review. It is greatly appreciated. Anyways enjoy the last chapter!

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"Reducto!" The spell hit Draco full force, sending him flying backwards. But due to their intertwined bodies Hermione went flying with him. He quickly turned them in the air so his body slammed against the wall and Hermione slammed into his chest. She let out a yelp, waiting for the pain, but when she opened her eyes she saw Draco's angry expression. However, she was safe in his arms. She quickly turned around and faced everyone in the Great Hall. Ron was standing in the middle, wand raised, red face, and a look of hurt and anger in his blazing eyes.

"Ronald!" Hermione was about to storm up to him but two pale strong arms wrapped around her waist held her back. Ron had lowered his wand but there was no remorse in his eyes.

"He's not worth it." Hermione turned around in Draco's arms and looked up at his face.

"But he's my best friend." Draco gave a small head nod and released his arms. When Hermione and Draco both turned around Harry's fist was in the middle of colliding with Ron's face. He fell to the floor from the impact and Harry stood above him. Shaking his now throbbing fist.

"Now, if anyone else has a problem with the new couple, you will have to go through me." Silence continued to fill the hall as Harry approached Draco. He slowly held out his hand. Draco stared at it for a few seconds before quickly grasping it and shaking. Cheers broke out for the last time as Hermione jumped onto Harry. Trapping him in a bear hug.

"Thank you." She quietly whispered in his ear.

"Anytime." Hermione went back into Draco's arms. Everyone around them were now in their own conversations. Talking with family and friends. Harry stood, eyeing the couple. "Just so you know, if you ever hurt her I will kill you. Now that's not a threat, you just watched me killed one of the darkest wizards in the world so I would be careful if I were you. Got it?"

"Loud and clear, Potter."

Ginny came running over and tackled Hermione. "Boys if you will please excuse us, I need to have a word with Hermione." The boys nodded in agreement and Harry lead Draco over to the Weasley's. Molly immediately threw her arms around him in a tight hug and Arthur shook his hand. All previous differences were cast aside. Because they had one common interest. Love for Hermione. Ginny quickly lead Hermione from the Great Hall, up a flight of stairs, and into an empty classroom.

"I want to know everything." Ginny pulled Hermione down onto the floor in front of her.

"About?"

"About you and Draco of course! Now spill!" Hermione was a little overwhelmed by the question but began her story, starting with the train ride in sixth year to Hogwarts. She told her literally everything. From the first time they kissed, to the night on patrol when he blacked out, to the Christmas prank war, what she could remember from the obliviation, the Ministry incident, going to his house on his mother's request, the events at Shell Cottage, and where they were now. She also went into great detail on the Veela aspect but it seems that Ginny was unaffected by that.

"So, is he good?" Ginny was making a gesture with her hands that Hermione didn't understand.

"Good?"

"In bed!"

"Oh!" Hermione turned a bright shade of red and shifted her gaze to the floor. "Um … well … you see … um we haven't … done that yet."

Ginny started laughing and helped Hermione up from the floor. "When it does happen, you are telling me everything. Including the details!" Hermione couldn't help but laugh along with her friend. It was so good to see her happy and smiling. It truly shows how the war can affect even the happiest of people.

When the girls returned to the Great Hall Draco looked like he was having a very uncomfortable conversation. Hermione went quickly to his side.

"Draco, are you ready to go?"

"Yes! Excuse me George but my lady calls." Once they were in an apparition zone Draco took them directly to his room in Malfoy Manor. His father would be taken to Azkaban, awaiting trial. But his mother would hopefully go free. Currently though they had the house to themselves, except for the house elves. Draco flopped down on his king-sized bed while Hermione headed towards the large bathroom.

"I'm going to take a shower first."

"I'll join you."

"Oh, no you won't." She was standing in the doorway, with her hands on her hips.

"Oh, come on! It could be fun!" He started to wiggle his eyebrows as he walked closer.

"Showers are for showering." With that she slammed the door on his face. In all honesty, she was going to take a shower but the tub was as big as the one in the Prefects bathroom at Hogwarts! She quickly ran the hot water, mixed with honey and cinnamon smelling bubbles. She threw her dirty clothing on the floor before slipping into the clean oasis. Not even ten minutes later her eyes changed from a dark brown to a pure black. "Draco, whatever you are planning, stop planning it!"

"You called." He was standing in front of the bath with a smirk plastered to his dirty features. Hermione sunk deeper into the bubbles.

"No I did not call you."

"Well now that I'm here I might as well join you."

"You will do no such thing!" Hermione moved to the very back of the vast tub.

"To late." When she opened her eyes, she met Draco's black ones across the tub.

"Draco Malfoy if you don't stay all the way over there I will hex you."

"Mhm… I got it." His eyes were closed and he was sinking further and further into the hot water. Hermione felt safe and closed her eyes but just to make sure he didn't try anything funny she opened them every so often. He was getting closer. Only by a foot of two each time but he was getting closer. The fifth time she closed her eyes he was only half way across the tub. Suddenly two arms wrapped around her stomach and Hermione nearly jumped out of the water in fright.

"Draco! What did I tell you?" She crossed her arms under the water.

"To stay on that side of the tub." He was looking down at her with an amused expression on his features. A grin spread across her lips. She couldn't look up and meet his eyes. Their proximity and them both being naked left her completely and utterly embarrassed.

"And where are you now?"

"Not on that side of the tub."

"So, don't you think …" Hermione was cut off when his lips came crashing down into hers. His tongue ran across her bottom lip but she placed her hands on his chest and pushed him away. Careful not to reveal herself she swam across the tub and wrapped a towel around her small form before facing Draco. "Sometimes you can be such a child." With that she left the room. Contrary to belief she was not mad. She was actually quite amused by his tactics. She would never tell him that. After going through his drawers, she settles on a silk black pair of boxers and a dark green shirt.

She climbed into bed and rested her head against the soft sheets. Draco came out of the bathroom wearing only a set of boxers and climbed into bed next to her. They were both looking deep into the others eyes. Laying only inches apart.

"You're so beautiful." Draco reached out and placed a curl behind her ear. A deep blush stained her pale cheeks. Draco flopped down on his back and placed his arms around her waist. "You let me hold you out here but not in the bathroom."

"Yes, because in the bathroom I was naked. And so were you. Plus, I'm wearing a shirt so you're not touching my skin." Hermione seemed pretty proud of her answer and wore a smirk.

Draco however had other plans and quickly lifted her shirt a few inches above her belly button. "Now I'm touching your skin."

"But I'm still wearing a shirt." She looked up at his face and saw an expression she did not like. "Draco if you take off my shirt I will end you."
"As you wish." He brought Hermione closer to his body and drew circles on her exposed skin before they both fell into a deep needed sleep.

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One year later Hermione and Draco were happily married and bonded. Even though the Veela bond was stronger than any marriage they wanted to share the same last name. Their love and passion for each other was still growing strong.

Draco was currently sitting on his bed with Hermione on top of him. Locked in a heated kiss. "Draco, honey?"

"Yes?" They replied to each other through the kisses.

"I'm pregnant." She kissed him again but he sat there paralyzed. "It's a boy." She kissed him once more and his lips barely moved against hers. She sat back and looked into his eyes. Blazing black as they started back at her.

"You're pregnant?" Hermione quickly nodded her head. "And it's a boy?" She nodded her head once more. "I'm going to be a dad?"

"Yes." She had an uncertain look on her face from his lack of emotion.

Suddenly he was throwing Hermione in the air while spinning them both. A huge smile plaster on his face that lite up all his features. Including the black eyes, she grew to love. "When are you due?" He placed Hermione back on the ground.

"November nineteenth."

His smile only grew as he lifted her into the air once more.

"I love you Mrs. Malfoy."

"And I love you Mr. Malfoy." Hermione started to giggle as Draco picked her up bridal style and startled walking around the large house. Telling every house elf and portrait that would listen that he was going to be a father.

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Five years later Hermione and Draco sat together on their couch.

"Scorpius and Maia get in here!" Scorpius being around five now carried his three-year-old sister into the room. She immediately climbed onto Hermione's lap and Scorpius took a seat next to her. Draco couldn't help but notice how much of a momma's boy Scorpius was like himself. "Your mother and I agreed that it's time to tell you two how we meet and fell in love." Maia gave a squeal of excitement as their son tried to act like he didn't care but you could see the curiosity in his eyes. "It all started twelve years ago, on a train. This short bushy haired girl walked into my compartment asking about a toad."

"Your father was rather rude to me and kicked me out. Now go on honey."

"Like I was saying the next five years of our lives were spent as enemies. Calling each other names and in some cases, hitting." Draco threw his wife a dirty look which she returned.

"In my defense, you were being a fowl git. But my slap set you straight."

"After your mother roughly abused me I grew a sort of respect for her. Still called her names but I did respect her. I knew she was smart and more than others gave her credit for. But I would never tell her this. Getting back to the story, when I turned sixteen I was given a super power. I was graced with a single person I would love. For the rest of my life. The challenge was finding that person and in my case convincing her to love me back."

"Which wasn't that hard once I got to know you better."

"Well our relationship had many ups and downs. Overcoming hate and prejudice. Our pranking war which I so won, the obliviation, the second wizarding war, and our friends and families approval."

"You erased mommy's memory?" Scorpius liked to read, most likely due to his mother and it seemed that he had come across this word or spell.

"Yes."

"But why?"

"To protect her." He looked into Hermione's eyes with a love that was only for her.

"It did protect me. But once I obtained my memories once more, it was hard to stop thinking about your father. He became my everything. He still is my everything."

"After the war was over we announced our way overdue relationship. Almost as if we were in a movie, cheers and applause broke out. And now six years later we are happily married with two children. Our love only growing stronger each day."

A few hours later the children were in bed and so were Hermione and Draco. "Did you really respect me?"

"Yes, any girl who can hit like that deserves all the respect in the world. Plus, you deflated my oversized ego."

"You did have a really big head back then."

"Did not!"

"Ego."

"What was that?"

"I love you."

"I love you too." Draco placed his arms around his wife's waist and drew her closer. Sticking his face in her still wild curly hair. Breathing in the comfortable honey and cinnamon smell he has come to love before falling in a deep sleep.

Authors Note: Its over! Cries silently to myself. Anyways I don't normally ask for reviews but because it's the end of the story show me some love. Are you sad or happy its over? Did you hate it? Tell me your favorite or least favorite part! I just don't want it to end!