Epilogue: Snapshots of The Future

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

A/n: Thank You all For sticking with this story through the several years it has been in the making. There will not be a sequel and I am sorry about that. I am completely wrapped up in the Take My Hand series so feel free to go give that a read.

Enjoy.

1 year post war

"Happy Birthday Jackson and Amelia" I speak to myself as my wand waves over the cake making the letters appear. Azlyn and Logan's daughter Amelia shares a birthday with Jackson so we are all celebrating together at the burrow. I was in charge of the cake which was now getting its final touches before the party tomorrow. I smile as I finish and gently place the cake in its box before sliding it into our refrigerator.

After cleaning up the kitchen, I flip off the lights and make my way through our small flat. I stop briefly peeking in on Jackson who is fast asleep in his bed. I shut the door as I back out slowly and turn around to go into the master bedroom. Draco is sitting at his desk going through something for work no doubt but he stands when I shut the door.

"The cake is finished?" He smirks walking across the room towards me.

"Yes it is finished. Quit looking at me like that." I laugh.

"Like what?" He wraps an arm around my waste and begins pulling me towards the bed.

"Like you suddenly have the urge to give Jackson a sibling" I shake my head as he pulls my shirt off.

"What's wrong with him having a sibling?" He kisses my neck and I pull of his shirt.

"For one thing, we aren't married. And I want to be married before we have another baby."

"Oh is that all?" He takes a step back and smirks at me again.

"I hate when you do that?" I cross my arms and glare at him. But he knows I'm not serious and chuckles a bit.

"When I back away when we're about to be intimate or when I give you the smirk?"

I can't help but burst into full on laughter now. Tears begin to pour down my face and my vision blurs momentarily. By the time the room comes back into focus Draco isn't standing in front of me anymore. He is kneeling and holding out a tiny box. And suddenly I can't breathe and things are no longer funny.

"Draco?" Of course this is how he proposes. We are both half naked and were moments from having sex. I can't believe I am actually surprised.

He opens the box and inside is a diamond ring. It's not overly extravagant. It's just one diamond shaped like a heart on simple platinum band. It's perfect.

"You and I did everything backwards. We created life when we were still children ourselves. We fell apart and then fell together again. And then in the middle of a war we brought our son into the world. You've taught me what it means to be good. You are everything and I cannot wait to be able to introduce you to the world as Mrs. Malfoy. I love you more than anything and know there is no one in the world I would rather spend the rest of my life with. So will you, Ginny Weasley, do me the extraordinary honor of being my wife?"

I open my mouth to speak but no sound comes out. All I can do is nod my head and try to stop the tears of joy that are pouring down my face. Draco slides the ring onto my finger and stands.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

2 ½ Years Post War

"I have to breathe Azlyn." I choke as she tightens the corset on my dress a little more than necessary.

"I don't think Draco wants her dead." Luna laughs. She is sitting on my childhood bed not even looking at me. Instead her eyes are fixed on the engagement ring that has only been on her finger since the night before.

"Just wait until your wedding and I can laugh at you." I respond as Azlyn finishes and steps back to admire her work.

"This is why Logan and I eloped." She smiles turning to Luna. "If you have any sense of self preservation Harry and you should do the same."

"My father would die if I didn't have a wedding. And besides I thought the only reason you two eloped is because you are pregnant again and didn't want to be a fat bride."

"Ginny!" Azlyn spins back around. "You told?"

"No, I didn't. Only Draco knows."

"I heard it from Harry." Luna says.

"I heard it from Pansy." Hermione speaks up from where she is rocking her newborn son Henry across the room. "And I may have mentioned it to Ron."

Azlyn spins to glare at Pansy.

"Don't look at me like that. I heard it from Blaise who said he heard it from Draco. And the only reason he slipped and told me was he was commenting on the fact that we are having babies at the same time."

"Wait, you're pregnant." I exclaim and Pansy looks shocked.

"Well oops. We were going to announce it at the reception."

"Congratulations"

The wedding begins and I lose all the faces in attendance except for Draco who is waiting for me at the altar. I grip my father's arm a bit too tightly desperately trying not to fall while I also try not to cry and ruin my makeup.

I can't believe this is happening. It feels like forever since Draco and I first got together. It feels like forever since Jackson was born. Everything feels like forever ago. But when all is said and done we have forever.

And I am Mrs. Draco Malfoy.

3 Years Post War

"Daddy!" Jackson jumps out of one of many empty boxes scattered around our living room as Draco walks through the door.

"Jackson, are you helping mommy unpack?" Draco lifts him up into his arms after dropping his keys and briefcase onto the table by the front door.

"Yep, she says I'm being a good helper just like I'm going to be a good big brother." He smiles up at his father with a huge grin.

"When are you going to be a big brother?" Draco eyes him suspiciously and I hide my face so Draco can't see my smile.

"Mommy said I'm going to be a big brother in seven months." He announces proudly before sliding out of his father's arms and running up the stairs towards his bedroom.

"Ginny?" Draco takes a step towards me and I lose my composure. The smile I was trying to hide spreads across my face.

"You're pregnant?" A similar smile is now mirrored on his face as well.

"Yes"

It takes him only a moment to pull me into his arms and kiss me.

"So you're happy then?" I question taking a step back.

"I am extremely happy."

3 Years and Seven Months Post War

"Draco" I shake his shoulder and he stirs in his sleep before turning and looking at me.

"Ginny" He yawns still half asleep. "What is it?"

"I'm in labor" I whisper then lay back on my pillow for a few moments and wait. It only takes about thirty seconds before her understands what I just said and he sits straight up in bed.

Fifteen minutes later, I'm settled into a bed at St. Mungo's. And it is apparent that Draco has forgotten about not panicking. He is pacing back and forth across the room. But as soon as another contraction hits he is right back at my side. After two straight hours he is driving me insane.

"Draco!" I snap when he returns to pacing after yet another contraction.

"What is it? What's wrong? What do you need?" If I wasn't in so much pain this would be extremely funny.

"You need to stop with the pacing. It's giving me a headache on top of being in labor. Get it together. We have both done this before. And I'm about to start throwing things at you."

He stops and manages to stay at my side through the whole thing.

"She's here." The healer announces and tears are pouring from my eyes as she places the baby on my chest. Draco places one finger on her tiny face and I notice he is crying as well.

"What should we name her?" He whispers as if afraid to speak louder. He has definitely forgotten this feeling.

"Charlotte Grace" We have spent months trying to find the right name but nothing has seemed right until this moment.

I have never been as happy as I am in this moment. And my life feels complete.