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Epilogue

"I am going to bloody murder Scorpius with my bare hands!" I yelled, watching Draco's gray eyes skim down the letter bearing the official Hogwarts seal. "This is the third time this week! This week, Draco, and this is his bloody first year!" I continued to shout, while Draco watched me coolly with a flippant expression on his face. He kicked back in the chair, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

"Astoria, darling, don't you think you might be just...just slightly overreacting a tad?" He smirked, and my eyebrows shot into my hairline.

"Excuse me? Did I wallop him like I should have when he purposely let out the unicorns into the Great Hall? No, I sat back and let you have a father-son talk with him! Did I yell at him when he used those vanishing cabinets to smuggle in toucans so when Neville opened it, thinking he was going to get some garden shears, a whole jungle-full of birds of prey came swooping out, crapping everywhere? And now, when he-oh, do stop laughing!" I sniped, walking over to smack my husband on the back of the head. "I think you make him do this stuff just to get a rise out of me!"

"Well, I think he gets it from his mother," Draco replied cheekily, jumping to his feet and taking me by the arms. "You shouldn't get so excited, babe. It's not good in your condition-" he spun away before I could smack him again: he knew how I hated to be coddled just because I was pregnant.

"DRACO!" I bellowed, waddling after him as he laughed his head off. "WE'VE GOT TO GO TALK TO HEADMISTRESS MCGONAGALL, YOU GET BACK HERE!"

By the time we had finally floo'd to the school, Draco had barely managed to magic out all of the bits of cherry filling from the pie I'd dumped on his head.

"Cheer up, you've got to yell at our son," I prodded him, whispering as we stepped into the office.

"Maybe I'd be in a better state if my wife hadn't dumped a pie on my head," he hissed back as we made our way to the door where we could hear McGonagall talking shrilly to what I knew was my son and Albus Potter.

"Maybe I wouldn't have resorted to food-throwing if you hadn't called me fat," I snapped in return, poking him hard in the arm immaturely.

"Dammit, Astoria," Draco growled, grabbing my hand so I'd stop assaulting him with my finger.

"Ouch!" I hissed as my hip grazed the bookshelf. Draco's face immediately melted into one of panic, his gray eyes wide as he whirled me around and gripped my shoulders.

"Are you alright? Are you going into labor? Astoria, are you okay-"

"Draco, I'm fine!" I brushed him off. "I just hit my hip, that's all." He let out a sigh of relief, letting go of my shoulders and twirling me around so he was pressed up against my back. He kissed my cheek, and I sighed with pleasure.

"Love you," he whispered, kissing me again.

I turned around to capture his lips with mine, but just as I closed my eyes an intruding voice interrupted our moment-

"Mrs. And Mr Malfoy, I see you haven't changed a bit," McGonagall addressed us, with a few more wrinkles around her eyes and pinch-lipped smile, and a few more gray hairs in her severe bun than when Draco and I had been in school.

"No, Professor," Draco grinned, and I glared past her shoulder at Scorpius and Al, who were sitting in two wooden chairs in the middle of the office, at least having the decency to look ashamed.

"Hello, Potters!" Draco slipped around McGonagall and went to stand by Harry. Ginny and I rolled our eyes at each other; honestly, this wasn't a social call!

"Scorpius Malfoy," I growled, stalking slowly towards my pale son, making him shrink lower in his chair and look up at me ashamedly through his flop of white-blonde hair.

"I'll sort out your funeral, mate," Albus whispered to him, but immediately shut up when Ginny began to advance upon him.

"Mister, what exactly were you thinking when you decided it would be funny to release the bloody boggarts into the teacher's lounge?! WERE YOU AWARE THAT PEOPLE COULD GET HURT? ARGUS FILCH ALMOST HAD A HEART ATTACK!" I was bellowing, red-faced, and Ginny was singing a similar tune to the right of me. I grabbed Scorpius by the front of his shirt and pulled him up so he saw me at eye level.

"The only reason you haven't been expelled is because you're only a first year," I growled. "And they're taking it easy on you because they think you're just adjusting. Scorpius, how would you like to go to muggle school? Have your wand snapped? Because that just might happen if you keep acting like this," I lied in my most dangerous voice. Scorpius's gray-green eyes went wide but he tried to play it cool. I wasn't happy about resorting to such tactics, but really; it took momentous measures to get through to him.

"Maybe then I'd be able to have a bit of fun!" Scorpius protested and I rolled my eyes, releasing him.

"Scorpius, if you don't start listening to your headmaster I'll-ouch!" I hissed through my teeth, feeling a tightening pressure in my abdomen. Oh...oh bloody Merlin. I was not going to go into labor right here, in the headmistress's office. No bloody way.

"Mom?" Scorpius was looking at me like I was a time bomb ready to explode. I let out a breath I didn't know I'd been holding and realized Ginny had stopped her yelling as well and was looking at me with wide brown eyes.

"Better not tell Draco anything's wrong or he'll burn down the whole castle trying to apparate you to St. Mungo's," Ginny laughed a bit. "Wait-you're not-going into labor, are you?" She whispered the last bit so even though both Al and Scorpius leaned in to hear, they couldn't catch what she was saying. I shook my head quickly; I'd read all the books on these anyway (well, tried to at least-I'd normally grown bored by the third chapter or so) but they all said that really once you started having contractions, you weren't going to go into labor for hours and hours and hours. So I was fine, really.

"What was I saying?" I turned back to Scorpius.

"How you understood what I was trying to accomplish and totally understand, and you're not going to get me in trouble at all and you're going to talk to McGonagall about lessening her punishment?" Scorpius gave me his most charming smile.

"I don't think so, mister," I wagged a finger in his face. "Wait a second, what were you trying to achieve? Scorpy, were you trying to show off for a girl?" I gasped, grinning at my son's reddening cheeks. He was a cute little boy, maybe it was...

"Rose?" I blurted. "Is it Rose?" I said excitedly. Ginny and I exchanged excited looks; we'd already planned this all out, who would marry whom...

"NO MUM!" Scorpius bellowed, crossing his arms and looking away from me sullenly. "Go away please, I want to talk to Dad."

"Fine," I sniffed, a little hurt. "But I'll have you know that your father is just as angry as I."

"Hey, Scorpius!" Draco exclaimed, pulling our son into what Harry had introduced to them as the "bro-hug." "How's it going, little man?"

I glared at Draco pointedly, and he rolled his eyes. "Come on Astoria, it was just a few boggarts..." They looked identical right there, and suddenly I was in a very different time, thinking about Draco in first year. Draco had done a lot of the same things, these sort of pranks...just to get his parents to notice him, I think, now. Not to see him as the boy who was going to take over their place one day, but just a little boy. But that didn't make any sense; we gave Scorpius tons of attention...

I realized I was absentmindedly that I had begun to stroke my stomach as Scorpius and Draco went back to talking.

Wait. Was that it? Was Scorpius afraid he was going to be shoved on the back burner as soon as I had this baby?

"Aw, Scorpius," I blubbered, eyes filling with tears as I wrapped my husband and son into a huge hug. "I love you so much," I bawled, watching through a haze of tears as Scorpius looked to Draco, terrified.

"Is this one of her baby moods?" He whispered loudly, and Draco nodded his head quickly.

"Don't worry about your Mum, she's just fine," Draco said more to me than Scorpius as he pulled me up, wrapping me in a hug which was somewhat awkward around the huge baby bump.

"Don't you see?" I sniffed to Draco. "He thinks we're going to abandon him once we have the baby!" I whispered. "And-ouch!" I yelped, louder this time. Uh oh...

"Astoria?" Draco's eyes had gone wide, his hands jumping to my stomach. "Are you-"

"N-no," I tried to lie, quickly attempting to compose my features into an expression of innocence. "I am absolutely not going into labor right now and if you even think I am than you're completely-"

"We're going to St. Mungo's!" Draco bellowed, grabbing my hand and pulling me toward the fireplace like I was having a heart attack.

"Mum!" Scorpius yelled, standing up to come after me. I rolled my eyes, yanking Draco back.

"Stop it!" I pleaded with him. "You're scaring Scorpius!" I turned around, wrapping my son in a hug and ruffling his silky hair. "I'm going to be fine, sweetheart. I'm just fine after I had you, aren't I?" I convinced him.

"Well..." he paused, grinning up at me. "Just kidding, Mum. I guess so..." he trailed off, but I could see something bothering him.

"What is it?" I pressed gently.

"Albus said it really, really hurts," he whispered in my ear like he was divulging a great secret. I hesitated before shaking my head.

"Just a bit," I lied. Right then, he looked about three years old again, big light eyes and a pale face."Scorp...do you want to come with to the hospital?" I asked slowly. "I mean, it's a weekend, and just for a few days..." I trailed off. Maybe this would convince him that he would always be special. I locked eyes with McGonagall and she looked rather relieved...I wasn't sure if it was because she thought it would be good for Scorpius as well, or if it was because I was taking him off her hands. Either way, she nodded, and I gave her a smile of thanks.

With a goodbye to Albus, Harry, and Ginny, we stepped into the fireplace and out in the lobby of St. Mungo's Maternity ward.

A day and a half later, in the middle of the night, Lucy Malfoy was born to an exhausted, sweat-covered me and an exhausted, frazzled Draco. Scorpius was called in from the lobby where he was waiting with my sister Daphne and her husband.

The lamp by my bedside shone warmly over our heads, and we tore our eyes away from our beautiful, tiny sleeping girl to see Scorpius walk gingerly, nervously, into the room.

"Do you want to see your new sister, baby?" I whispered in a hoarse voice, tucking a blonde strand behind my ear. "Her name is Lucy."

Draco gently lifted her from my arms and showed Scorpius exactly how to hold her. While he looked down in wonder at our new addition to the family, Draco looked up at me and winked, gently lacing his fingers through my mine.

"You did good," he mouthed, and my heart swelled even more than I thought was ever possible. Our perfect family of four. Draco enveloped me into a hug and I clung to him; he climbed into the bed next to me, and Scorpius handed back Lucy so he could sit in between us, at our feet.

"I guess she's alright," he admitted, his face shining. Draco and I met each other's eyes, grinning, and I let out a laugh full of pure joy. Draco joined in with me, and Lucy opened her eyes; right now they were blue, but I could have sworn they were already tinged gray, just like her Daddy's that I loved so much.

"Hey," Draco said softly, putting his hand on my cheek. "I love you." He kissed me gently, and I closed my eyes and leaned into him despite Scorpius's protests.

"Yup, they're our parents, Lucy," he sighed as we pulled away. "They yell at each other a lot, but they kiss a lot too. I guess that's okay. We kind of love each other a lot, Lucy, and I think we'll love you too."

A\N Hope you all enjoyed that-MAKE SURE TO ADD ME TO AUTHOR ALERTS BECAUSE I WILL BE POSTING MY NEWEST STORY SOON! :D

-Cassia