Epilogue

A/N: Here it is the epilogue! I can't believe this is the last post of Broken Heels it does not feel like I have been posting it for two minutes. In a change of direction my next story will be a ff of the Chronicles of Narnia. I will not begin posting that story for two weeks, usually I post every week and don't leave a gap between stories but in a week and a half I am leaving the UK and travelling to Germany for some PhD research therefore I didn't see the point of posting one chapter, leaving it a week and posting another two weeks later. I will wait to start that story when I am back in the UK. Anyhow sorry for the essay please enjoy the epilogue and review (thanks to Claradeana for her great feedback from the last chapter) I love feedback!

Love C.J.

"Sienna can you please stop climbing," her mother asked her. "Kara is not going to appreciate a bridesmaid who's dress is crinkled." The little girl sat still for a second on her chair before she began moving again. "Definitely her father's daughter." Hermione thought.

Sienna Maria Malfoy was five and the eldest of Hermione and Draco's three children by twenty minutes, she looked like both her parents. Her face shape and brown eyes were that of her mothers but her platinum hair was her father's. Much to her mother's annoyance Sienna appeared completely incapable of sitting still for more than a minute.

"Octavian," Hermione smiled at her son who came running up to her. Octavian shared no traits with his sister except their blonde hair. In appearance he was a mini-Draco but his personality was like his mother. Unlike Sienna Octavian was never happier than when his head was buried in a book, which had lead to Draco commenting more than once that Octavian was like his mother. Hermione smiled at Kara as she left her daughter in another bridesmaids hand. Sienna seemed quite happy to be fussed and cooed over by the older bridesmaids. "Lets go find a seat kid," Hermione smiled at her son as she held his hand looking for her husband.

"Hiya kiddo," Draco smiled at his son as he took him from Hermione. At Draco's feet was the youngest Malfoy six month old Anna. She was already displaying the platinum hair both her siblings and her father had. Hermione looked down at her daughter who was just stirring awake and taking her from her basket she rested her against her chest. She looked to her husband who had a look Hermione had only seen a few times.

"What?" She asked the corners of her mouth turning upwards into a smile.

"Nothing just admiring our life."

"Pretty perfect isn't it?" Hermione asked.

"Yes," he kissed his wife's forehead and signed contented. A second later Anna begun crying. Draco smiled at Hermione "I'll take her." He left their seats and almost collided with the bridal party. He saw his eldest daughter at the front of the group showering the aisle with rose petals. She waved at her father as she passed him.

"Do you want to swap?" Hermione asked Octavian the little boy simply nodded climbing over his mother to sit on the end seat beside the aisle and waved at his sister as she passed Sienna waved back enthusiastically as she stood beside Kara. Hermione looked from her daughter to one of her best friends. After Hermione had returned to St. Mungo's she had asked the ministry if she could have Kara moved to St. Mungo's Hermione had an inkling that someone like Kara despite her clumsiness and forgetfulness would work well in medicine. She had been right and Kara was a children's mediwitich working with Hermione in the trauma department. Her groom was Scott Jefferson, a healer also in the trauma department. Hermione smiled as she looked to Scott waiting at the end of the aisle his eyes lit up as he waited for his bride.

"Remind you of someone?" Draco said in Hermione's ear as passed Anna to his daughter to her. Hermione looked up at him.

"You, you had that same look in your eye when I walked down the aisle."

"I was just as happy."

"And now?"

"More." Hermione smiled as she looked from her husband to her eldest daughter waving furiously to her baby daughter in her arms and her son watching the proceeding's diligently and she decided that she agreed with Draco. She was happy too, more so than she had ever been before.