A/N: Here it is… the final chapter. The end too the dramatic ride we have read about for a few months. Here we go!

DISCLAIMER: Only the plot!

Chapter Twenty: Always and Forever

Hermione sat up, her heart pounding. She looked around the large empty bedroom, nerves running at maximum speed in her body. Today was the day. Today she would become Mrs Hermione Jane Malfoy. Taking a deep breath she slid out of the large bed and crossed the huge bedroom, just as the bedroom door opened. Narcissa walked in smiling and carrying a tray full of various foods. Hermione, Draco and Dakota had spent the night at the manor.

Hermione insisted Draco stayed in his room on the other side of the house. Dakota already had her room here from the night she stayed and was in there still asleep.

"Sit down," said Narcissa walking over too the bed, "Did you sleep well?"

"The best I could," replied Hermione sitting cross-legged on the bed, "What time is it?"

"Seven thirty. Draco and Lucius have gone for a ride on their brooms. Ginny owled saying her and her family will be here at eight. Merle is dressing Dakota in play clothes and Ron is looking at the paintings in awe in the hall."

Hermione chuckled a little, "I feel sick… not morning sickness either."

"Ah the nerves," smiled Narcissa knowingly, "I spent the whole morning in the bathroom on my wedding day… mainly because I was pregnant with Draco."

"Oh… well these ones are like butterflies in my stomach. Morning Merle."

Merle, who had just entered followed by Dakota, who ran over too her mother for a hug, smiled, "Ron can't get over the painting of the Manor, he swears he can see Draco and Lucius flying around."

"He can," nodded Narcissa, "The painting shows what is going on. If you look on the hill you can see the tent for the wedding reception."

"Sort of like Molly's clock, only it tells her where everyone is," said Hermione finally taking a small bite of bacon, while giving Dakota a piece, "You get too wear the pretty dress today, Sweetie."

"Yeah! Have you seen the dress Aunty Mel?" asked Dakota smiling, "It is a brown like colour… real pretty!"

"I have. You will look like a Princess," smiled Merle, "While your Mum will look like a Queen."

Hermione smiled a little, "Oh I am going too vomit!"

She stood from the bed and ran to the bathroom allowing the women in the room too hear her vomiting into the toilet.

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"Nervous?" asked Lucius as him and Draco landed at the tent. The chairs were all in position, covered in white silk with mocha coloured ribbons tied around the back.

Draco sucked in a deep breath and let it out with a nod, "I'm about to marry the love of my life."

Lucius smiled with a laugh, "Once the ceremony starts you nerves will subside. She will blow you away… everyone around you both will be forgotten."

Draco sighed, "I'm scared I will vomit on her."

Lucius laughed again, "You won't. Calm down. Now this wedding starts at 10am and it is nearing eight o'clock, so we better head back, have something too eat and get ready. The ushers are due too arrive in an hour."

Draco nodded and climbed back onto his broom and was soon flying through the air with his father. His nerves subsided as the wind whipped around him. He took in the magnificent view of the Malfoy property and his and Hermione's place a few paddocks away. They flew over the Manor, and down beside it allowing Draco too see Hermione pulling out covered outfits from her wardrobe and laughing a little, although her face was slightly pale in colour.

"She looks as nervous as you do," said Lucius as they landed on the ground in the front yard, "Good morning Blaise."

Draco had asked Blaise and Harry, whom he had grown to get along with, to be his groomsmen. Blaise agreed, saying Pansy would be happy and Harry said he would love too have a part in the wedding.

"Good morning Mr Malfoy, Draco. Nervous?" he asked with a little smile.

"Nervous as a man could possibly get on his wedding day," replied Draco, "How you going?"

"Getting there. It's still hard… but I have too look happy for Samantha."

Draco nodded, "I'm sure Pansy is smiling down on you, happy with how you are pulling through. Come on, let's go eat."

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"Ginny, you're here!" cried Hermione hugging her, "Is Harry with Draco?"

"He is. I made the flower guys go up too the tent… is that okay?" asked Ginny walking into the room.

"That's fine," replied Narcissa, "Now come on Hermione. We have to get your hair sorted out!"

Hermione reluctantly sat down. Normally she was the one giving orders at weddings, but on hers that wasn't the case.

"The photographers from the magazine will arrive soon," said Ginny, "Your wedding is going to have six pages in the magazine. How does that sound?"

"A bit much," said Hermione as Narcissa poured some smoothing balm into her hair and began massaging her scalp, "Don't you think?"

"Hermione you own the biggest wedding business in the world. Everyone will want too see how the wedding planner did her own wedding. And it is going too be wonderful. Nothing extravagant like most celebrities like too have it. Something elegant and simple, which is beautiful."

Hermione smiled from the comment and massage, "Hmm… where is Dakota?"

"Having a bath," said Merle peering into the open bathroom door, "She is playing with her beach Barbie."

"Now," murmured Narcissa, "What do I do with your hair?"

"Make it straight," said Merle walking over, "Then with the curler make loose curls and we can clip the front bit too the right side. How does that sound Hermione?"

"Perfect," she smiled as Narcissa began straightening her hair.

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Draco looked at his outfit, the nerves still flowing through his body. Black pants with a black belt. A white long sleeved button shirt with the collar. Then his robe, black with silver silk lining on the inside of the sleeves. His shoes were black and shiny.

The groomsmen had the same pants and top, but their robe was shorter and the lining was mocha too match the bridesmaids. Harry walked over too Draco and patted him on the shoulder.

"Nerves are the least of your worries. It's remembering the words," said Harry.

"Hermione and I are saying our own vows… too break away from tradition. Her parents did it at their wedding and so did mine," replied Draco, "Only I don't remember my vows."

"I couldn't remember mine. But when it came too it, I said all the right things and in the end it sounded better then what I had originally written down too say."

"We should dress. I can hear people arriving and we have to be at the tent before the women."

Harry nodded and grabbed his outfit too go change. Draco reached into his outfit's pocket and looked at the thin, small golden ring. He tilted it too the side and read the engravement his had put in it: Always and Forever yours…

"So true," mumbled Draco slipping it back in before taking the outfit too get changed.

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"You look beautiful," whispered Narcissa as Hermione looked at herself in the mirror. The hair was done as Merle described, the white-heeled shoes matched the gown perfectly. Around her neck was a simple silver necklace with a white tear drop pearl hanging from it- something old, the gown was new, the silver bracelet was borrowed from Narcissa and her underwear were blue.

"He is going to faint when he sees you," smiled Ginny.

"Oh no!" cried Hermione looking at Ginny wide eyed, "He can't do that!"

"I was kidding Hermione. Calm down."

Merle walked back into the room, her gown fitting her snugly and in one hand holding her bouquet of flowers, the other holding Hermione's, "Found them. They were in the library."

"Oh thanks," smiled Hermione taking her flowers, "Is the carriage ready?"

Merle nodded, "Let's go. Come on Dakota."

Dakota picked up her basket and ran over too Merle as they followed the others out of the room. The wedding was about to begin. Hermione gripped onto Narcissa's hand. As they reached the staircase, Molly appeared at the bottom. She was dressed in pale blue robes with matching shoes. Ginny smiled at her mother, who helped her down the last, few stairs.

"You look darling Hermione," she grinned, "Hello Narcissa."

"Hello Molly. I love that outfit. Where did you get it?" she asked genuinely.

"Australia. Made from pure cotton."

"Really? I can hardly ever find pure cotton robes these days," replied Narcissa as she helped Hermione into the horse drawn carriage, "In you get Dakota."

She lifted her granddaughter in before allowing Ginny to slowly make her way into the carriage. Molly pushed her daughter in slowly. Hermione grabbed Ginny's hand and pulled her in. Finally Ginny was in, dreading having too get out once they were at the tent. Merle climbed in joking too Ginny about how she was going too get out. Once Narcissa and Molly were in the carriage began moving. Hermione stared nervously out the window. She really did miss both her parents on this day. She had always dreamt her father would walk her down the isle with her mother sitting at the front in tears. But thankfully, Hermione's Uncle Matthew had agreed to walking her too the alter and would give her away on behalf of her father. Her entire family was already there, as Hermione had heard their cars pull up out the front.

"Mummy you look like a Queen," said Dakota after admiring her mother for a few minutes.

Hermione smiled at Dakota and kissed her on the forehead, "You look like a pretty princess. More pretty then Cinderella and Snow White."

Dakota grinned and hugged her mother.

"Here we are," said Narcissa as they pulled too a stop, a bit away from the tent so no one could see them. Narcissa had arranged a hedge too be magically grown around the tent. It would open when the bridesmaids were too walk down the isle, "Ginny, you get out after me and your mother. We will help you."

Ginny nodded and waited for her mother and Narcissa to climb out. Then she slowly stepped down the steps, holding her arms out too be supported by Molly and Narcissa. Once safely on the ground, Merle climbed out and lifted Dakota down behind her.

Hermione stood and paused looking up at the sky, "Please be watching over me today. I love you both."

Molly reached out smiling for Hermione's hand and helped her down, "Your parents would be proud of you today."

Hermione smiled and hugged Molly before they walked along the hedge too where the entrance was hidden.

With final hugs, Molly and Narcissa left the three woman and Dakota too take their seats. Hermione's Uncle Matthew walked out the corner dressed in a gray tuxedo with a white tie.

"You look beautiful!" he said hugging his niece, "Nervous?"

Hermione nodded, "But I know Mum and Dad are with me."

Matthew nodded and the music started. Together Hermione and Draco had chosen the band Bonds song Lullaby from their Classified album.

The hedge opened and Ginny started down the isle smiling at everyone. Harry watched her with a sparkle in his eyes. Merle smiled one last time at Hermione before following Ginny at an even pace. Ron was seated in the second row, behind Hermione's two aunts and cousins. He gave Merle a cheeky look, nearly causing her too laugh, but she managed too hold it in as she stood beside Ginny.

Finally it was Hermione's turn. Dakota walked along in front of her, sprinkling the petals on the white carpet. Draco's breath caught in his throat as he saw Hermione. She smiled nervously at him and bit her lower lip. Draco forced his breathing too calm down as Hermione stepped closer.

Once at the front the priest stepped forward.

"Who gives this woman away?" he asked.

"I do, on behalf of her passed parents," answered Matthew.

The priest nodded and Matthew hugged Hermione before sitting beside his wife Kirra. Draco stepped over and took hold of Hermione's hand. Together they stepped over too the front of the priest. The priest began his normal wedding speeches but after half an hour the time came for the personal vows with the rings.

"Draco, will you begin," said the priest with a smile.

Draco took hold of Hermione's hand and slipped the ring on the tip of her finger. He smiled at Hermione, which she returned, "Hermione… what can I possibly say that will show what you mean too me? You… you are everything. My soul mate, lover… my rock in life. You got too know the real me that no one else wanted too see. From the beginning you could read me. You knew what I was hiding from the world and you brought it out of me. Without you I am a complete mess… that we both already know. I cannot survive one day without your love, your hug, and your kiss. I want too be with you for the rest of my life. I want too have more children with you; grow old with you and die knowing I have felt real love. With this ring I give you my soul, my love, my everything. I love you Hermione and will till the end of time."

Hermione felt tears in the corner of her eyes as Draco slid the ring onto her finger fully.

"Hermione, you may go now," said the priest.

Hermione turned too Dakota, who handed her the ring. Like Draco, Hermione slid the ring onto the tip of Draco's finger, "Draco. I love you. I never knew how much those three words could possibly mean. But when I fell in love with you I knew they meant more then they can describe. The four years we were apart I felt lost. But when I found you again I didn't. You are my world. Nothing I say can really describe it. It is a feeling no words can describe. With you I want too have a family, grow old and be with you in the afterlife. This ring is me giving you my love for always, my soul and our worlds becoming one. I will love you forever Draco Malfoy."

Hermione slid the ring onto Draco's finger.

"Then with the power invested in me," said the priest, "I now pronounce you Husband and Wife… Mr and Mrs Malfoy. You may kiss the bride."

Hermione let out a happy sob before Draco pulled her in for a long passionate kiss. Everyone stood and began clapping happily as the married couple hugged their daughter who was grinning widely at her now married parents.

"You are Hermione Malfoy now, right Mummy?" she asked smiling.

"Yes I am darling," smiled Hermione, "And you are Dakota Malfoy."

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Hermione looked at the wedding photo of her, Draco and Dakota as she grabbed her cloak too leave the office for the day. Eight months had passed and Hermione was due too give birth any day now. Ginny had her babies months back and loved being the mother too three adorable children. They were a handful, she admitted, but she loved every moment. Even the stressful ones.

"Ready too go?" asked Draco as him and now four-year-old Dakota stood up from the reception area.

"I sure am," smiled Hermione one hand on her stomach, "I am so big… but any day now."

"Did I take that long?" asked Dakota holding onto her mother's hand.

"It felt like it," smiled Hermione as Draco locked the door behind him, "My last day for at least a year."

"The break will do you good. Mum and Luna can handle it," said Draco as he prepared too apperate with Dakota.

Hermione nodded as she was hit with a cramp, "Oh… oh…"

"Is it time?"

"I-I think so… it is. My waters just broke," cried Hermione, "Oh…"

"What do I do?" asked Draco in a panicked tone.

"Take Dakota to your parents. I will get too St Mungo's," said Hermione calmly.

"Okay… you sure?"

"Just go Draco!" cried Hermione concentrating on apperating too St Mungo's.

She closed her eyes and opened them too the sound of people running around St Mungo's. She walked as quickly as she could too Angelina's office and banged on the door. It opened suddenly with Angelina looking at Hermione in alarm.

"I-it's time!"

"Okay. How far apart are the contractions?" asked Angelina leading Hermione too a private ward, away from the staring faces.

"T-two minutes," gasped Hermione, "Oh here comes another one! Why is this one coming so quickly?"

"Calm down. Deep breaths, in the nose out through your mouth."

Angelina settled Hermione onto the bed and arranged her in the proper position. Minutes later Draco ran in looking panicked.

"Is she okay?" he asked worriedly.

"She is fine… okay Hermione you are fully dilated. On the next contraction I want you too push," said Angelina.

Hermione nodded and gripped onto Draco's hand tightly as the next contraction came. She gave a hard push and screamed out in pain.

"You did this too me!" she screamed at Draco.

Draco's eyes widened and he looked at Angelina in shock.

"It's natural. She is in pain and will say a lot of things she doesn't mean… okay Hermione, push for me."

Hermione screamed again and pushed again, tears falling down her cheeks, "When will you learn not too make me pregnant?"

"It's okay Hermione," said Draco, trying to remain calm.

"I can see the head! Push Hermione, push!"

Hermione took a deep breath and gave one long hard push. She finally fell back against the pillows as the baby came out, welcoming the word with a healthy scream.

"You have a healthy baby boy!" said Angelina with a happy grin.

Hermione smiled laughing as Angelina wrapped the baby boy up in a blanket and handed it too Draco. He turned too Hermione too see she had fallen asleep.

"Well we will have to wait for Mummy to wake too name you," said Draco holding his son smiling.

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"Look at him," whispered Hermione, "He has your nose."

"Brown eyes like you," smiled Draco.

"They can change. Dakota's did… what about Jeremy?"

"I like it… Jeremy Edward Malfoy."

Hermione looked at Draco in shock, "After my father?"

Draco nodded and kissed Hermione on the forehead as little Jeremy moved in his sleep. At that moment, Narcissa and Lucius arrived with Dakota who ran over too the bed too look at her new sibling.

"What is it?" she asked smiling brightly.

"A little boy. His name is Jeremy Edward Malfoy," smiled Hermione, "Say hello too your little brother."

"Hey Jeremy," smiled Dakota kissing him softly, "Look Pop! A boy!"

"I know," smiled Lucius leaning over to kiss his daughter in law on the cheek and look at his grandson, "He is adorable."

Hermione and Draco smiled as Narcissa gave Draco a little blue blanket, "I made it myself."

"You knew?" asked Draco.

"Hermione carried you the same way I did when I had you," smiled Narcissa, "Are you going too have more?"

Hermione laughed, "We'll see. I already have a nick name for him."

"What?"

"Jem… like his initials."

"Little Jem," smiled Draco, "I have a Angel and now a Jem."

Dakota smiled and yawned a little, "When are you coming home Mummy?"

"Soon."

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"You got everything?" asked Hermione checking the room for the final time, "Nothing missing?"

"I'm pretty sure I have everything," said her eleven year old daughter, "If I miss anything you can send it too me."

Hermione nodded and looked at her pretty preteen daughter. Long brown hair, which now had a wave too it like her mother. Bright eyes like her father, she was like her mother in height wise and already planned on joining the quidditch team too be a chaser.

"Well let's go. Jeremy! Lizzie! Time too go!" called out Hermione too her seven year old son and five year old daughter, "Where is your father?"

"Waiting in the car," said Dakota, "With Jem and Lizzie."

Hermione nodded and lifted her daughter's trunk. They headed down stairs and outside too the garage where Hermione's car was parked. She popped the boot and slid the trunk in as Dakota climbed into the back beside her sister.

An hour later they were running through Kingscross Station and were soon through the barrier and on Platform Nine and three quarters. Hermione and Draco smiled at each other remembering their old school days.

"Hermione, Draco!" cried Ginny, "Hey Dakota. Excited?"

"Sure am. Where is James?" she asked looking for her bestfriend.

"Harry is showing him where him, your mother and Ron used too sit."

Dakota nodded and turned too Elizabeth too stop her from trying to open her trunk. Hermione smiled at Ginny nervously.

"Big day isn't it?" said Draco too Ginny, "Is James all set?"

"Sure is. Oh here he comes. James, Harry!"

"Where is Ri-Ri, Adiana, Erin and Hunter?" asked Hermione noticing they were missing.

"At Mum and Dad's. They were in a rowdy mood," replied Ginny as James hugged Dakota hello.

The train whistle blew and James and Dakota suddenly looked at their parents scared.

"Time to get on the train," said Hermione smiling at Dakota picking her trunk up. The group walked over too the train in silence. Once at a door Hermione handed Dakota her trunk.

"You will be fine. Hogwarts is a wonderful place. Just tell Hagrid who you are and he will watch out for you," said Hermione hugging her daughter, "Go Gryffindor."

Dakota laughed and hugged her father.

"Good luck Angel. And Slytherin is better," he joked, "Write too us to let us know what house you are in okay?"

Dakota smiled one last time and followed James onto the train.

Hermione held onto Draco's hand as they stepped back. Jeremy and Elizabeth, with her blond curly locks, ran after the train waving at Dakota and James as it pulled out of the station onto its journey too Hogwarts.

"She'll be fine," smiled Hermione looking up at her husband.

"She will. Because she is strong like her mother," he replied, "Come on you two!"

The four left the train station happily laughing, knowing their daughter or sister was about to begin the next journey of her life.

The End…

A/N: Well there you go, the wedding, birth of Jeremy and Dakota's leaving for Hogwarts with James. Thank you all SO, SO, SO much for reading and reviewing this story and The Wedding Planner. Your support had been great and I appreciated it.

Well keep an eye out for my next fanfic, Stone Heart. It is a Ginny/Harry one after the downfall of Voldemort.

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