Author's note: A huge thanks to all of you! And, once more to my betas and WG; you know how much you have contributed to this story. Thanks.

And, finally, no copyright violations were intended. Nothing belongs to me.

*Epilogue*

Harry poked his head into the fire, as he dialled for their office's fireplace, in the hope of catching Draco buried under a truckload of paperwork, which quite uncharacteristically he had been putting off. But, to his utter dismay, as he surveyed their office through the fire, the truckload of paperwork was there on the magically enhanced filing cabinet (a gift from Hermione on their promotion) and on their tables, but Draco Malfoy was nowhere to be seen. Harry, sighing, withdrew from the fire and resigned himself to dispatch the message through the dramatic means of a patronus. He retrieved his wand from the wand-holster, cast the incantation, and the elegant stag erupted from the tip of his wand, in all his silver glory. Still quite fascinated by the beauty of his stag, he also remembered how breathtaking Draco's Arctic fox is, and how elegant their pair is. The first time Draco had cast it was in the later parts of training, the fox erupting at first in wisps of silver smoke, and then, slowly evolving into a true corporeal one. "Harry, I had a happy memory, I recalled that moment when I was selected for the Auror Corps and the moment we were assigned as partners..." Draco had excitedly spilled, after the completion of that day's training. "So, long time crush, eh Drake?" Harry had countered, immediately, with a mad grin on his face, only to be smacked right on the shoulders, along with a "Oh shut up, you prat!"
Harry smiled at the memory, mentally slapped himself for getting all sappy, and finally cursed himself for getting even more late.

"Hey, I'll be at St. Mungo's; get that hot arse there the moment you return. Neville is probably more tensed about it that Gin and Mrs. Weasley quite vehemently demanded that you be there. Apparently, you have a very calming effect on people. So, see you in a bit, then," Harry said out loud to his conjured stag, put on his jumper, and promptly floo'ed over to St Mungo's to placate Neville Longbottom, whose tendency to freak out in high tension situations still hadn't completely gone away and becoming proud parents was there among the top few in the list of high tension situations.

"Harry,mate, you gotta see this. He killed Nagini without flinching, and look at him, reduced to that eleven-year-old just by the prospect of impending fatherhood," Ron said, all the while indicating Neville, who was pacing the halls of the maternity ward with an utterly confounded expression.

In due course, the father, with an earful of Hermione's and Molly's words of courage and comfort, was called into the delivery room, as the Weasley clan (honorary ones included) awaited the arrival of yet another offspring.

By the way, if you are wondering, as to what exactly happened to Draco, and his "acceptance", well, it went in the most clichéd way possible. If you ask anybody who remembers the whole evening on excruciating details, it was probably stiff and awkward and pretty much a success. Hey! In their defence, it was six years back.
In the meantime, Ron and Hermione got married; quite obviously, Harry was the best man, and yes, there were a few fun hiccups, courtesy of Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes.
Dorin and Charlie got married, and quite obviously, Harry and Draco were the loudest to cheer. Dorin has now taken it on himself to train Draco about how to impress and entertain the Weasley clan, not that Draco needs any tutoring.
George and Angelina are now in a relationship, and, due to their and Ron's joint efforts, they have now introduced a whole new line of Quidditch related minor pranks, which guarantees that there will be no effect on the outcome of the match in question. By the way, the Gwyenth Jones, was furious when she figured out on an especially chilly day, that the bludger had been charmed with a special powder not to move an inch once released. She even firecalled Ginny and Angelina later that day to inform them that, if they kept up with their antics, as the coach of harpies,she would be forced to make them come out for practice every single damn day.

Percy and Audrey celebrated an anniversary just last week, and Percy is far less of a prat now, though he still has the strange habit of boasting about his badges while at Hogwarts.
Fleur and Bill couldn't have been happier, and it is really quite a task to describe their baby daughter, Victoire, 'cause, c'mon, look at those genes. Fleur now can speak English fluently, and is very proud of that fact, though.

Teddy has alreadystarted to showcase his inherited metamorphmagus skills and holds both his godfather and cousin in the highest regards. Moreover, when he stays over with them, his bedtime is forgotten as is his limit for chocolate intake, and that works greatly in favour of Harry and Draco.

And Ginny Weasley found love in the new Herbology professor of Hogwarts, and yes, she now thanks Harry with all her heart. It was just a few days back when we saw Draco running to buy liquid liquorice for her. Firstly, because nobody messes with an eight months pregnant lady, and apparently, he was asked most sweetly, to "be a darling" and "satiate" her "cravings for some liquid liquorice".

Molly, after an extremely emotional evening of tears and tea, adopted Draco into her ever expanding family, and "Oh, Harry, how could I not see this?", "Oh, Harry dearest, I am so happy for you.", "Draco, dear, you are far too thin to be well nourished. Come here, and eat the crepe this instant," were heard often.
Draco now even has a place of honour beside Harry on the Family tapestry that Harry had made and gifted Molly on one particular Christmas.
Arthur had said a sincere, "You'll be my boy, no matter what, Harry. And, Draco, welcome to the family. Oh, Harry, my boy, I had been meaning to ask you about this, DVD player thing..." and had promptly gone back to examining said DVD player.

As for Harry and Draco, they completed their training with flying colours, and they now have an office with Aurors H. J. Potter and D. A. Malfoy proudly embossed on it. Having a shared private office has various other advantages though. They also moved in together, and in a major show of commitment, are planning to adopt a dog.
That's pretty much it, but fret not. An owl will be dispatched the moment they announce their marriage or babies.