Epilogue:
"LIBERTY DARLA MALFOY! GET BACK INTO THIS HOUSE AND APOLOGIZE TO AARON!" I screamed outside the kitchen window of the little cottage Draco and I invested in after he got better. We lived there and had one child: Liberty Darla Malfoy.
Liberty walked in through the back door with miffed expression. "I can't help it that Potter got in the way of my experiment of trying to send boils onto those pesky Garden Gnomes," she said with her father's smirk. I guess you could say it runs in the family.
"She did it on purpose, Mrs. Malfoy!" Aaron Potter whimpered as I tried a spell to return him back to normal from the boils that spread across his face.
"I'm sure it was all an accident, Aaron," Harry fatherly said.
"Or maybe, Liberty was provoked-," Draco said.
"Or maybe I should turn both your voices mute so you won't argue," Ginny Weasley- I mean now Potter- said to the men. The rolled their eyes at each other.
After finally, Draco agreed on making peace with Harry, we kept in contact with him. Harry got married to none other than Ginny Weasley, as I was the bridesmaid in the ceremony. A year later we both became pregnant with our first child.
"Libby, I want you to apologize right this instance," I said as the boils cleared off Aaron's face.
"I'm sorry," she reluctantly said, "Can I go back outside now? I think the gnomes have found a way into the house, mum."
"Go on, and have fun," I said, " But be careful to not hurt anyone by sending spells onto them besides the gnomes," I called after her as both Liberty and Aaron ran outside, ignoring my request.
"Those two will never grow up," I rolled my eyes.
"Yes, I completely agree," Draco said beside me.
"I was talking about you and Harry," I laughed as Draco chuckled. Ginny and Harry joined as we watched our children clobber each other in the summer heat. A loud clatter sent us out of watching our children to the owl that crashed onto the dining room table. Two envelopes addressed to Liberty Malfoy, and Aaron Potter were dropped from the owl's claws. I smiled as the returning address said: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
"I HATE YOU, AARON!" my child yelled. I looked outside and before me Liberty was on top of Aaron, and so close to punching him. Harry and Draco were already outside, getting Libby off him, with her screaming and trying to get out of Draco's grasp.
"I HATE YOU, LIBBY!" Aaron yelled at her. I laughed at the incident, for it reminded me of my past.
"Who knew a Potter and a Malfoy could get along?" Ginny said sarcastically.
"Who knew a Malfoy and a Rossington could get married?" I asked. Draco dragged Libby into the house and scolded her. She was sent to her room and Draco sighed. "When will they ever get along?"
"Don't worry, they'll get along. It's just going to take time, Draco," I winked.
"But we can't force them like our parents did."
" There's other ways, Draco, and we'll figure them out."