Part Five- One Year Later.

I was seriously going to kill Hugo. If the tosser didn't stop glaring at me I was going to hurt him, and I think I could get everyone to support me. I mean, I just had a baby four months ago, he should know better than to mess with a new mother.

"What is up your knickers?" I muttered.

He didn't answer and only grunted in return.

"Well, how am I supposed to help you if won't tell me what's wrong?"

Instead of getting mad he sighed, being his usual melodramatic self. "James has been holding her longer then me! I'm her sodding Uncle! He's just her stupid second cousin."

I couldn't help laughing. Last year he was on the verge of killing me because of Daphne Ophelia Malfoy and now he couldn't live without her. I guess my brother wasn't so bad. He had complained her for months. It had been. "A Malfoy." "I'm too young to be an Uncle." "She only has half of the Weasley genes how awesome is she going to be really?" But the minute she was born he never said a single thing after that.

I don't mean to brag but my daughter is really loved by all. She has both sets of her grandparents wrapped around her fingers, and her uncle despite him trying to remain aloof to any emotions. "Merlin's beard, Hugo. She is only four months old, she isn't going to remember if James held her more then you."

"That isn't the point, Rose. I spoke to James about this. I told him to get his own niece." He muttered in return. Obviously Hugo was still not getting on with James. I was beginning to think it had something to do with a girl rather then James needing to prank him all the time.

"I certainly hope not. There is really no hope in Al. He'd have to get over himself before any girl would even go near him. And you know Uncle Harry would murder the first guy to get within two feet of his baby girl even if she is nineteen."

Hugo probably didn't hear I single word I said and went off to find James to give him a repeat of the baby rules. I wanted to complain when I was with family. I never got my own child to myself. Someone was always holding her; offering to feed her, change her. But it gave me a much-needed break, and well, it was family.

Uncle Charlie walked by shaking his head and messing up my hair. "I still can't believe my little Rosie is a mom. I don't see my favorite niece for a year and she's having kids. I feel beyond old now that I'm a great-Uncle."

I rolled my eyes, "You were already old when Vicky was born, I'm sorry to tell you that you're ancient now."

He laughed despite it, " You know, I always thought your mom was too good for your dad but if I ever had any doubts you were Ron's child, they have been laid to rest."

I smacked him in the arm, and he went away snorting.

It was quiet for a while after that until Gram started shouting, "You lot! Do not go into my house! To the kitchen with you!" Granddad, Dad, and Scorpius all with red ears, bundled in winter gear were all herded to the kitchen looking guilty, but that was the sort of thing Gram excelled at.

There was a lot of loud banging in the kitchen before the lot came back out void of snow gear and especially shoes.

"Mrs. Malfoy," I heard him whisper in my ear and as he wrapped his arms around me.

"Mr. Malfoy. I'm not even going to ask. Cars right?"

Scorp smiled all him like. "Of course."

"Dork," I muttered then indicated the mistletoe above me. "So are you going to kiss me or what?"

"No doubt."

It was moments like that I knew I made the right choice. Or when I saw him with Daphne, and how my little girl's face would light up every time her daddy smiled at her.

Five minutes later a very irate Hugo shouted, "Get a room!" before continuing to mutter that everyone had to get their own niece.

"Well," My dad said plucking Daphne out of James's arms, "I'm her grandfather. I get dibs before you."

I didn't hear what Hugo said after that but I'm sure it contained a few curse words, although I did remember him punching James in the face two hours later. This Christmas would also make the memorable list, but that's a completely different story and it is not for me to tell.

As promised, the last chapter (and on time for once). Happy Christmas & other Holidays as well everyone! Thanks for the reviews!

(P.S. Possible spin off story with Hugo & James? Or the older generation characters? Even Molly and Arthur? I'm thinking of writing another story in the same universe next Christmas.)