Epilogue

"Baby."

Hermione smiled as the two-year-old placed his hands on her ever-growing stomach. "That's right, 'Miah. That's your baby sister in there."

"Baby," the two-year-old repeated proudly then toddled a few feet over to his father. Draco scooped the boy up and proceeded to tickle his ribs, causing Jeremiah to shriek in protest. Finally he stopped and set his son on his lap, shooting Hermione an impish grin he'd picked up from her.

Hermione rested her head on her husband's shoulder as they waited for the ceremony to begin. They'd been married for a year and a half now and they couldn't be happier.

Just then the music started and Harry, Ron, and Dumbledore took their places at the front. The processional started with the flower girl, a little neighbor girl named Emma, followed by Luna and Susan Bones as bridesmaids. Susan was Ron's fiancée and Luna was currently dating Neville. Hermione had been asked to be a bridesmaid as well but had politely declined knowing she wouldn't be able to stay standing that long.

Then the music changed and Ginny appeared in a beautiful white gown arm in arm with her father. Hermione could tell that Arthur was near tears, as was Molly, but Ginny was positively radiant. Hermione glanced up at Harry and smiled at the look of awe and of joy on her friend's face.

After defeating Voldemort for good last year he deserved to be happy.

When Ginny reached the front Dumbledore began the ceremony. It was a gorgeous ceremony and Hermione teared up a few times, remembering her own wedding as she did so and reflecting on how much her life had changed in three years.

Draco put an arm around her shoulder and pulled her close as if sensing her thoughts. "I love you, Hermione," he whispered in her ear.

"I love you too, Draco," she whispered back. "More than anything."


The End. claps yay! bravo bravo! hope you all enjoyed it. I sure had fun writing it. No idea what my next fic will be but stay tuned. Most likely fluffy romance-ish stuff but we'll see :) thanks again! I love you all!