After the War
By Adaia Swordmaiden
Disclaimer: Same as ever.
A/N: as a few people were dissatisfied with the ending, I decided to write an epilogue. It's short and corny but it has Wendy in it. Who's Wendy? Well you'll probably guess after reading the first sentence…
Epilogue
Draco rubbed Guinivere's hand, smiling at her encouragingly.
"You're doing great," he said. She gasped for air, sweat rolling down her face as she gripped his other hand and the side of the hospital bed. She bit her lip, whimpering as another contraction. The doctor standing at the end of the bed repeated Draco's words.
"Yes, you're doing great," she said. "I can see the head coming out." A few moments later, Guinevere couldn't help but scream with the final effort. Then she seemed to collapse, relaxing and panting. Draco stroked her forehead before turning to see a nurse holding out a tiny bundle to him.
"Congratulations," she said, smiling slightly as Draco stared at the bundle, the shock of the situation finally reaching him. "You have a beautiful little daughter." Automatically, Draco reached out and took the bundle. He looked inside to see two huge dark blue eyes staring out at him.
"A girl?" he heard Guinevere say weakly from the hospital bed. "I told you so. Now give her here. A grin growing on his face, he handed the baby to her mother and slowly, calmly walked out of the room. Outside, Harry, Ginny and Sammy were waiting, sitting on a bench across the wall. Sammy was asleep. Harry stood up as soon as he saw his friend.
"Is she...?" he began. But suddenly Draco let out a whoop, slinging his arm around Harry's shoulders.
"I'M A DADDY!" he shouted. A nurse walking past glared at him. "Oops, sorry." But he was still beaming. Sammy cracked an eye open and then sat up.
"Is it a girl?" she asked sleepily. Draco nodded, grinning madly. Suddenly the door to Guinevere's room opened and a nurse poked her head out.
"Mr Malfoy, your wife asks me to tell you to 'get your arse in here so we can name her beautiful baby daughter,'" she said with a slight smile. Draco laughed and hurried inside. Guinevere had a slightly sappy smile on her face as she gazed at her daughter. She looked up at Draco as he sat on the edge of the bed.
"So what shall we call her?" she asked. Draco shrugged.
"Any relatives you'd like to name her after?" he suggested. Guinevere was silent for a moment and then smiled again.
"How about Wendy?" she suggested.
"Sounds great," Draco said. "And let's make it middle name…"
"Josephine," Guinevere said determinedly. Draco pouted. "Don't do that." He sighed and smiled.
"Wendy Josephine Malfoy," he murmured, reaching out a hand to stroke the baby's cheek. "Beautiful." Suddenly Wendy giggled and there was a pop. Draco blinked. Suddenly his daughter had bright purple eyes and strands of dark hair were visible on her head.
"Oh my god…" Guinevere said, a grin growing on her face as she looked at her once more shocked husband.
"Uh…looks like metamorphaguses run in the family…" he said weakly, scratching the back of his neck.
Pop. Carrot-red hair and hazel eyes.
"Oh boy."
A/N: there, lame as the last ending but at least there's some humour… I think…bah, tell me what you think.