Coming home from work she sat down on the terrace next to Harry. The children were running around playing on the soft grass.
"How bad is it?" Hermione asked, looking at Draco.
"It's worse than when we got married," Harry said, "I think it was a huge mistake to let him plan you're wedding."
Hermione opened her arms and lifted Rose into her lap. The girl started babbling, tugging on her mother's bushy hair.
"I don't know how he managed to talk me into all of this." She pointed at the huge pavilion that was built in the middle of the lush grass.
A black carped was leading up to it and chairs covered with matching cloth were placed into neat rows. Dark red roses were the flowers her soon to be son in law had picked. Some of them were growing up the sides of the pavilion and cut roses were arranged in glass vases.
Lucius returned from a meeting shortly after her. Looking at his son he took a deep breath. "He got that from his mother."
"I'm nervous," Hermione said.
"This is nothing but a formality," Lucius said.
"Yeah, but the entire wizarding world is watching. What if I make a fool out of myself or something? There are a million things that could go wrong. We should have just celebrated with the family."
Lucius chuckled.
A huge bird circled their heads and placed a basket on the table. Harry stood up and rushed to it.
"Is it the candles I've ordered?" Draco asked.
"It's not for us," Harry said.
Lucius and Hermione exchanged a glance. She jumped up and rushed to the basket. Rose stumbled after her. Her heart was racing, she hadn't ordered anything.
With a shaking hand, she pulled the blanket off the basket. A pair of big blue eyes were staring at her. Hermione swallowed hard. She slowly reached into the basket not quite daring to touch the little baby. Not too long ago Rose had been just as little.
With pleading eyes she looked at her fiance. Lucius was standing next to her. His big hand rested on her hip and she leaned into his strong frame. No word was spoken, he just nodded.
Hermione grabbed the nearest quill and tore it out of Draco's hand. She signed the receipt as quickly as she could. Nothing could hold her back anymore as she reached into the basket and lifted the little baby out of it.
Big tears were falling from her eyes and she pressed the little one against her chest.
Lucius stroked over the oversized head. Leaning forward he kissed both Hermione and the little baby in her arms.
Scorpius was pulling out grass and Rose was tugging on her robes and Lily was whining.
Lucius lifted her up. "My little daughter a big sister."
"You can't do this to me, tomorrow is the wedding," Draco complained. "I have everything planned out, I can't use a baby right now send her back."
"Draco!" Harry kicked his husband's leg.
"I've spent months planning this wedding, this is the event of the year. And you've ruined the entire plan."
Harry rolled his eyes. "It's just a baby."
"And what are we going to do with it during the vows?"
"I can hold it," Harry argued.
"Her," Hermione said, looking at her newborn.
"I have another daughter," Lucius said, smiling proudly. "We should name her after a flower."
"Definitely," Hermione agreed with him. "Dahlia."
"Dahlia it is."
"You can't hold her, someone had to hold Lily," Draco argued.
"Then you'll hold her."
Draco pouted. "I hate those storks, they've delivered her too early. Couldn't they've waited until after the wedding?"
Harry took Lily and dragged Draco away from them. Scorpius followed them.
"May I?"
Hermione handed him their newest daughter. Sitting down Rose clamped to her mother not sure how she was supposed to feel about this.
She stroked over her older daughter's back, kissing her head while she watched Lucius. He was already madly in love with their newest addition to the family.
Hermione woke up alone in her bed. She couldn't say that she was surprised. Before bothering to get dressed in the monstrosity of a wedding gown she had picked with Draco's help, she went to the nursery. Hermione knew that he hadn't stayed out of their bed for tradition's sake.
Lucius was sleeping half-handing over the crib. Smiling, she approached them. Petting her head, she watched Dahlia sleep. Tears fell from her eyes.
"I'm so happy," she said.
"About our wedding or Dahlia?" Lucius stretched himself. "My back hurts."
Hermione giggled. "Both," she said, placing a kiss on his cheek.
She needn't have worried. Hermione neither forgot her vows nor did she stumble over her own feet. Rose however did fall. The rings got loose from the cushion and Scorpius ran up to her to help look for them. Biting her lips she had managed not to start laughing. They exchanged a kiss and family photos were taken from the Prophet.