A/n: Happy Birthday Hermione Granger, this double chapter post, is in honor of my favorite Harry Potter character, and the woman I aspire to be.

Some of you will get to the end of this chapter and wonder why it's so short, honestly it wrote itself. With that being said, I also left a lot of room for you to imagine how the rest of everything went, and just well everything. I'll be posting the epilogue right after I post this, so fear not, while this is the end, it is also the beginning.

I have loved writing this, truly, and you all have made it a truly wonderful experience. I have two fics in the works, both Dramiones, and I'll be giving a little preview at the end of the epilogue.

So much love true love, to all of you.

Chapter 11

Hermione stepped through the fireplace into the empty library, and sat her bag down. Following closely behind her was Narcissa with Ariana, and Draco with Finnley. It was late, 6 full days later, and Narcissa half carried, half guided Ariana out of the room, and up to her bedroom, to put her to bed. Draco kissed Hermione swiftly on the cheek and carried a sleeping Finnley out of the room.

Hermione looked down at her left hand and smiled at the newest addition to her ring finger, as she sank into the chair beside the roaring fire and let the memories wash over her.

By the second day of their vacation, Hermione had thrown up three times, and spent most of the time being nauseous. The first day she had attributed it to the boat ride, and maybe a case of sea-sickness being in the middle of the ocean, but by the second day she was going through a list of possibilities and settled firmly on food poisoning.

"Love do you need another potion?" Draco called from just outside the toilet.

"Yes, but how many more are left?" Hermione said, face against the wall as she sat on the floor beside the loo.

"About four. I could Apparate over to the small town on the mainland for some more, if we need them," Draco explained.

"Maybe," Hermione groaned.

Draco opened the door and looked down at his sick witch, while handing her a small vial. "Can I get you anything else?"

"No, thank you. Is Finnley ok, I heard him crying a few minutes ago?" Hermione inquired.

"Yes he was upset because he fell down. He lost his balance when he attempted another step, and I think it startled him," Draco chuckled.

Hermione nodded, and downed the vial, before allowing Draco to help her stand. He pulled her close, nuzzling into her hair.

"Why don't you rest for a little bit, mother is going to take Ariana and Finnley down to the water's edge to play in the sand," Draco explained, kissing the top of her head, while still supporting her weight, "and I'll run into the mainland to see about some more potion."

Hermione nodded again, allowing herself to be tucked into the massive bed.

Hours later she was woken up, the sun streaming in the window, the sky a beautiful orange and pink combination, indicating sunset. She stretched under the covers, before padding over to the closet and throwing on a t-shirt and shorts.

As she walked out of the bedroom she heard the low voices of Draco and Narcissa.

"You're sure that's what the healer mentioned? It's a bit early." Narcissa's voice was low, as she sat at the dining table.

"Well, I'm not sure how early it would be." Draco bemused.

"Well, you should know of a date in which you didn't use any." Narcissa's eyebrow quirked up.

"We haven't exactly been preventing mother," Draco couldn't help but smirk.

"Oh heavens, well you should do the spell soon, so you know which potion to use." Narcissa couldn't help but smile at the possibility, but wanted to seem firm.

Hermione finally walked fully into the room, and looked at Draco, "What are you talking about?"

Draco looked guilty for a moment before his eyes ran up and down her body, settling on her stomach before he stretched a hand out towards her.

"Come sit with us," Draco smiled. As soon as Hermione was in arm's length he tugged her onto his lap, kissing her shoulder as she got comfortable.

"What were you both talking about?" Hermione questioned, as Narcissa looked away and resumed feeding Finnley.

"I spoke with a healer in the village, who did have the potion, but asked about your symptoms. When I explained everything, she gave me different potions to bring as well," Draco explained, "Based on your symptoms, she said it could be, well, it could be that you're, umm, pregnant."

Hermione's eyes widened, before she shook her head, "No, it's food poisoning."

"You've only eaten crackers today, and water."

"Well I don't have any other symptoms," Hermione argued, still shaking her head.

Draco tilted his head to the side, as he looked at her carefully. When nothing different registered with her, he sighed, "You've been exhausted lately, and quite a bit emotional. Didn't you just cry over Finnley falling on his bum last night?"

Hermione's eyes widened, as she slowly began to shake her head. He didn't know if it was denial or trying to come to terms with it.

"Hermione, dear, you just need to perform the spell, and you'll know right now. No guessing, anymore," Narcissa added, turning her attention back to the couple.

Hermione nodded, looking at the older witch, before swallowing, "I, uh, I don't know the wand movements."

Narcissa smiled before standing up. Hermione slowly put weight down on her legs and stood up as well, her legs feeling like jelly. Narcissa got out her wand, and in a slow arch from her abdomen to the middle of her breastbone, she then twirled her wand twice, while speaking "vitae crescentis" three times. At the last pass, a grey pulsating light hovered in front of her abdomen.

"See, no life there," Narcissa assures, before rubbing her wand hand up and down Hermione's, trying to comfort the obviously nervous witch.

"I don't think I can do this," Hermione muttered, turning pleading eyes on Draco.

Draco stood from his chair, "I thought this was what you wanted?"

The brunette shook her head, but sighed, "It is, but so soon after Finnley. Three kids, Draco!"

"We'll figure it all out. I promise," Draco's voice low, but he hugged her tightly. "You have to do the spell."

Hermione nodded again, and very carefully replicated Narcissa's precise wand movements, while Draco and Narcissa watched.

As she completely the last pass, a faint yellow light hovered over her abdomen, confirmation of life.

That night after the kids went to bed, and after they had celebrated intimately, Draco held Hermione close, his still naked body sweating, but oddly comforting in her current state.

"Are you still worried?" his voice low, but curious.

"I think I'm just shocked. It's barely February, we've only been together since November, we have two children, another on the way, and we've just bought a house," Hermione laughed, "It's really just overwhelming."

Draco pulled back to look her carefully in the eyes, "Want to just top off all the craziness with getting married, and say we're all done for a while?"

Hermione looked up at him, his silver eyes almost glowing. "You're serious?"

"I think so," he smiled.

"When?"

"Here."

"Here? What about my parents and my friends?"

"We'll get them here, we can't do this without them," Draco teased, "plus we need witnesses."

After a few moments, letting his words really sink in, Hermione smiled, a slow smile that spread, "Ok," shaking her head, "Ok let's do it. We've already done everything else."

It took two full days to organize everything, one whole day, waiting on permission for more international portkeys. Hermione's parents, with the help of Harry and Ginny were there. Ron, Emily, and all the children, as well as Andromeda and Teddy had all made the portkey to come witness the wedding. Kingsley had come, at the request of the couple, to administer the vows.

Draco, Harry and Ron had somehow charmed palm fronds to create an arch, while Narcissa and Ginny had littered the ground with brilliantly pink flowers. Hermione clutched her father's right arm in a soft white dress; nothing distracted from her beauty. She simply glowed, an ethereal glow that stunned everyone. Draco wasn't surprised by her glow, but simply beamed with her as they said their vows.

"I Draco Lucius Malfoy, promise to honor you, Hermione, with my words and my actions. I promise to protect you with my wand and my life. I promise to only look upon you until the end of my walk on this mortal plane. I promise that you alone will mother our children, and I will protect and love them as I first loved you. You are my heart, my life, and my wife."

"I, Hermione Jean Granger, promise to honor you, Draco, with my words and my actions. I promise to protect you with my wand and my life. I promise to only look upon you until the end of my walk on this mortal plane. I promise that I will bear only your children, and I will protect and love them as I first loved you. You are my heart, my life, and my husband."

At the last word of each of their vows, glowing white strings crisscrossed their hands, binding them to each other.

"You ok?" Draco asked from the doorway to the library, interrupting Hermione's thoughts.

She looked up at her husband, "No, sorry, just lost in thought."

"Oh what are you thinking about?" Draco asked, walking over the wrapping his arms around her.

"Vacation," Hermione stated simply.

Draco nodded, his understanding. "It was quite a week."

"Mmmmhmmmm. It's been quite a life, these last few months."

"When do you think life gets boring?" Draco asked.

"Not sure. Probably not for quite some time," Hermione smiled, as they walked to Ariana's bedroom, to say goodnight to their daughter.

To be continued...8 years later