Flashforward IV:

AN: Sorry this is late but I actually realised I've got two more flashforwards to post. They're going up together though, so here ya go!

Flashforward V:

AN: Thank you so much for every one of your reviews, favourites and follows. I've really enjoyed writing this story and I hope you guys have enjoyed reading it. I'm working on a couple of other Dramiones but I'm not really sure if they'll ever manifest. Keep an eye out for them if you're interested though, and I've got a couple of others up already :)

Hermione's mouth dropped open and she clutched the pounding spot of her head that was rapidly spreading due to the blonde wearing boho jean shorts and a crop top. "Sera, go put on another five layers." She was at her wits end already panicking about forgetting things and this was just unnecessary.

Sera's hands went to her hips and she called out "Dad!" Hermione fixed her with a look that said 'stop that right now'. Instead, her daughter fixed Draco with her biggest puppy dog eyes and simpered, "don't you think I look pretty?"

"Gorgeous hon," Hermione's eyes shot lasers at him. "But your mum's right. We're going to Oslo this time, not San Sebastián."

"But Daddy," The fifteen year old whined. "San Sebastián was so hot. I go to school in Scotland! I get enough cold weather. What's the point of a holiday where I'm just freezes my fingers off?"

"Tell you what sweetheart," Draco offered. "Next year you can choose our destination." The laser eyes were back on him- it was her turn to choose from his bucket list of destinations they had to visit as a family before the kids flew the nest. "Or maybe the year after that?" Sera huffed but she could see that she was beaten so she reluctantly left to go change. With a shake of her head and a similar sound to the one her daughter had just made, Hermione turned back to the suitcases. She felt her husband coming up behind her but ignored him, even when he put his arms around her waist and started kissing her neck. At least... she ignored him for a good half a minute. "Stop it!" She flipped around so that he got a face full of hair.

"You've packed and re-packed three times babe," he reminded her. "Besides, we're wizards. If we forgot our toothbrushes we can just pop back and get them."

"You know I like to completely relax on holiday! No magic!" She leant back into him with a sigh. Sera was so argumentative with her these days. And Scorpius always seemed to be on an edge with Draco, never rebellious, but afraid, which was worse. At least their children each had one parent they got along well with. Plenty of teens and pre-teens didn't even have that.


After a day of Norwegian exploring the Malfoys settled into their rented igloo. Hermione curled up with Draco on their double bed and they stared up at the colours illuminating the sky. Out of their usual environment, the kids had both been acting more uninhibited: squeezing in close for pictures; laughing when sauce from his Krumkake squirted all over their Dad's face; building a snow wizard with a little stick as a wand but a beanie instead of a traditional pointed hat. They'd played Exploding Snap that night after dinner and there'd been no groans from Sera or stammering from Scorp. She wiggled in closer to her husband, resting her head on his chest and whispering to each other quietly about the natural beauty all around them. "Just like you," he murmured and began kissing up her neck, receiving giggles that blocked out the knock on the door and the call of "Mummy?"

Scorpius peered around the door, his face immediately going red. "Oh, sorry." He started to close the door but Hermione shoved Draco off her and sat up straight.

"No, go ahead Scorp."

He clearly didn't want to anymore, but he shuffled forwards a little and asked "how do the northern lights work? Why are they here?"

Hermione smirked, a plan quickly forming. "I don't know," she falsely admitted. Actually, she'd asked Draco the same thing a couple of moths ago and was now just as expert as him on the topic. "You'd have to ask Daddy." As the resident well-travelled, worldly expert in the family, this was an incredibly smooth way to let the two bond, and she was proud of herself for not imparting her knowledge like she wanted to. She loved teaching her kids things, but this was a sacrifice for the greater good. Leaving Draco to explain about particles striking atoms, she snuck out of the bed and knocked on the next door. With an invitation in, she stepped over the threshold. Sera was staring up at the Aurora as well. Knowing they'd been looking at the same natural miracle made her feel connected. These weren't the creation of a wand like the Dark Mark that used to light up the sky, and she was so glad her children could see something beautiful rather than dangerous above them. "Good day?" She asked. "Even if it's not San Sebastián?"

Sera rolled her eyes and returned in an obligatory voice "yes Mum." But her eyes were still shining with wonder. "I feel bad for people who don't get to travel. It's so enriching, and exciting."

Hermione sat down on the bed, lying down so she was facing her daughter. "Before I married your dad I'd never left the UK, but that didn't mean I hadn't had done amazing adventures." Sera knew all about her adventures. She was quite tired of hearing about them from fans at school desperate for her mother's autograph on their chocolate frog cards.

"Not everyone gets as many quests in their youth as you Mum."

Hermione chuckled. "I could have done with a few less to be honest. Especially in my exam years." Sera had her O.W.L's this year. She'd been studying hard, but thankfully not worrying as much as Hermione had done. She wouldn't wish that on anyone.

"But if you hadn't been fighting against the Dark you wouldn't have gotten together with Dad. Scorp and I wouldn't exist." Sera wasn't just book smart, she also knew that her parents would never have gotten together without the war. Despite the love that they now shared, she could read between the lines and knew that they hadn't originally been each others' first choice. "The marriage law's pretty great, isn't it? I can't wait for my assignment." Sera was grinning now. It was shocking how much the new generation accepted the law they'd been born into, despite the fact that their parents had been so horrified by it.

Hermione was going to have to break the news. There was no way she could lie to her daughter who was so excited about this. "Actually, Kingsley and I have made the decision to suspend the law with immediate effect this year." As Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement she worked with the minister. The general Wizarding population of Great Britain had reached the level he had set out sixteen years ago, so as promised it was time for it to end. Time for people to get their free will back.

Sera's face dropped. "Oh." Hermione had to admit that things had worked out well for her and most of her friends, save Ron, whose wife had divorced him on their five year anniversary and immediately sought primary custody of the twins. Thankfully she'd failed. Either way, surely Sera could see that life wasn't supposed to be dictated to you. You should get to fall in love and then get married and start a family, not the other way around.

"It's going to be better baby," she whispered, stroking Sera's hair softly. "It's going to be real."

The End... sort of. Feel free to fill in the gaps with your mind!