Disclaimer: These characters are not mine. I'd like to thank JK for giving us characters that are so much fun to write with. Thanks!

Almost eleven years later a crowd was gathered at the new Malfoy Manor. The old had been demolished and a new had been constructed. They were there to celebrate the 11th birthday of little James. There were so many children running around that the birthday boy was currently missing.

"Draco? Have you seen James? It's almost time for him to blow out his candles."

"Don't worry darling. Once the cake is brought out, he'll come running." Draco wrapped his arms around his wife of almost ten years. He spun her around for a kiss. He rested his hand on her belly. They were currently expecting their fifth child. Draco had proven to be a great father and he enjoyed it so much they just kept going.

"I'm just worried he's off getting into trouble. I don't see Lily, the girls or the baby either. Wait! I don't see any of the children!"

"I'll go round them up." Draco went off in search of his children and the children of his friends. There were young Weasleys, Zabinis, Longbottoms, and of course Malfoys somewhere around here.

Draco smiled as he thought of all the children in his life. Molly's grandchildren now numbered in the teens. Not all were officially hers of course but she'd take whatever she could get. Ron and Luna had stopped with two children. Lily was 10 and Harry was 7. George and Katie had created a new set of Weasley twins, Little Fred and Little Arthur. They also had a sweet little daughter named Sarah. So far she had taken after her mother, thank goodness. Bill and Fleur had three daughters, Victoire, Corinne, and Marianna. Victoire was probably off with Teddy. Bill needed to keep an eye on those two. Charlie and his wife Sandra had a handsome three year old son named Calvin. Percy and Penelope had two perfect children, Peter and Polly, always well dressed and well mannered. They were set to be prefects like their parents someday. Ginny and Blaise had two sons, Benjy and Anthony. They had another on the way and were hoping for a girl. Then there were the Malfoys. James of course was the oldest, Minerva was next at 8, Narcissa was 6 and little Drake was 3.

Draco stood and watched as the children gathered around James while he showed off his broom skills on his new broom. He would be a seeker someday like both of his fathers. He looked at his daughters with their white blond hair and smiled as they stopped their little brother from eating a rock. Drake looked like his mother, bushy hair and all. James looked like his father, his real father, more every day. Draco was glad for that. James knew all about Harry, he had heard all the stories.

"Dad! Look, I can do a loop!" Draco looked up at his son with pride.

"Come on down son, it's time for cake." At the magic word, all the children made a beeline for the tables.

Several months later, James and Lily were shaking with fear. They were going to be sorted soon and it was very important which house they were in. Lily really wanted to make her dad proud and be in Gryffindor. James knew that he could go either way. He was raised by a Slytherin but was the son of two Gryffindors. He knew his dad would like it if he were a Slytherin but he felt more like a Gryffindor. The names began to be called. James looked around and saw Teddy and Victoire smiling at him. He saw Professor Longbottom at the teacher's table. His Aunt Minerva –oops – Professor McGonagall was calling out the names.

"James Sirius Remus Potter Malfoy" the professor called out. James didn't see it but a shudder went across the teacher's table as they heard all those names together. The grandson of a Marauder, the son of two of the Golden Trio and stepson of the Prince of Slytherin. Oh yes, it would be an interesting year.

"You are a tough one aren't you?" The sorting hat told James. "Your father was tricky too. You could easily be a Slytherin you know but I think you should follow your parents' path. GRYFFINDOR!"

James breathed a sigh of relief and went to sit with Teddy and Victoire. He waited for Lily's name to be called.

"Lily Nymphadora Weasley" The hat was quick on this one. "GRYFFINDOR!" James sighed in relief as his best friend joined him at the table.

The next morning there was a smile and a cheer from a happy Hermione and a smirk from an accepting Draco as they received James' owl.

"Well, we've got four more possible Slytherins. Just because one Malfoy was sorted in Gryffindor doesn't mean they all will." Draco said with a sigh.

"No darling, I'm sure you'll get your Slytherin." Hermione patted her husband on the arm and scooped up their baby boy. "If this little guy, who is the spitting image of you and carries the name Severus doesn't get into Slytherin I don't know who will." Draco took his look-alike son from his wife and held him close. He looked up at the portrait of his family that he had done after Sev was born. It was a mixed lot, four blondes, two brunettes and a raven haired son who had always made him proud. Hermione and Draco's life together wasn't perfect, but it was as it should be. The family they had formed out of the depths of grief made them happier than they ever expected. Hermione walked up and kissed her husband on the cheek. The Malfoys were indeed a happy family.

Author's Note: This has been a story that I wanted to write for a long time. I started writing it once before but it turned into a completely different story. If any of you have read my other Fic, Never Been Happier, you'd be surprised to know that was originally supposed to be this story. I started it with Harry alive and just couldn't kill him off. The story ended up being a sappy one-shot about Harry and Hermione's perfect life. It's been so satisfying to get to finally write this one! Thanks to all my reviewers. You are awesome! Happy Thanksgiving!