Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. And after this, that may be a good thing...
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The final chapter
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A year later
Draco stumbled into the dining room, his hair a mess, his robes crumpled and creased, and promptly collapsed into his chair. He was too tired to complain about his appearance, otherwise he would have mentioned magic at least twenty words ago.
Slumping further into his chair, he let his head rest on the dining table, ignoring the Daily Prophet that was currently under his forehead.
"You're not running away that easily, Draco Malfoy. Get back upstairs and change Annette's diaper!" Ginny said, glaring at him.
Draco lifted his head, ripping the stuck Daily Prophet off. The headline 'Zombie-killer librarian on world tour: Not alive and kicking!' pulsed angrily at being stuck to his forehead.
"I'm trying to sleep. Why can't house elf 372 do it?" he muttered.
"Because you're Annette's father, and it's your job. Now go while I feed Scorpius and Emilyn," she answered, sitting on her chair and adjusting the two babies gently.
Seeing that he wasn't going to be let off the hook, Draco stood and left to go up to the nursery.
He loved their children, of course. Scorpius, Emilyn and Annette were wonderful babies. Even though they cried constantly, made smells that he was sure wasn't human, and slept at the oddest times.
Seeing Annette in the crib, Draco smiled gently. She was cooing at the sunbeams above her, trying to catch them in her tiny chubby hands. He picked her up carefully and placed her on the changing table. Removing her diaper, his eyes watered.
"Malfoy's do not make those sort of smells, Annette," he said, quickly casting an odourless spell. Draco was almost certain it didn't have an effect.
His daughter just giggled and continued to catch sunbeams.
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House elf 372 hurried through the manor, trying to find his master and mistress. The triplets had woken up after a long afternoon nap and required feeding.
Turning into a corridor, he heard loud snoring. Opening the closet door, house elf 372 found Draco and Ginny sleeping inside the large closet. Shaking his head, he used his magic to take them to their bed.
Going to the kitchen, he filled some baby bottles with milk and went to feed the babies before they woke up their sleep deprived parents.
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"Hermione, dear?" Snape called out, sounding hesitant.
"Yes, Snapey-wapey?"
"I think it might be best if we go back inside now," he said, too preoccupied with the grassfire surrounding them to be annoyed at her nickname for him.
"I can't imagine how it happened," Hermione said, adjusting her reading glasses. Her eyes were still glowing brightly, and the magnified beam almost set Snape's robes on fire as well.
Snape hurried to douse the fire with a few well-placed spells. Then he put a pair of sunglasses on his wife and dragged her into their closet house.
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In the end, the triplets finally began to sleep at proper hours. They also stopped making smells that weren't befitting of a Malfoy, much to Draco's pleasure. Draco and Ginny finally managed to sleep through the night, and house elf 372 has equipped the closets with bedding, just in case.
After the grassfire, Hermione has been put under house arrest by the Ministry of Magic until her eyes stop glowing. Apparently it might take some time before this happens - she finds it easier to read books at night with glowing eyes.
Harry and Ron are back together - again - even though Harry's still looking for a girlfriend.
Bill and Fleur are doing things that no one wants to know about, but they're only here because they were mentioned in the very first chapter.
This time, Voldemort and Lucius really are dead and won't be coming back again. Never mess with zombie-killer librarians. They'll kill you and make sure you stay dead.
Zombie plot bunnies are too cute to be killed and will soon take over the world. They can only be pacified with carrot brains, of which the author has an entire garden. She will be the last person on earth if this continues...
The zombie plot bunnies have just been killed by the gardener, who was still feeling guilty for killing the original plot bunny. His latter act has been pardoned by his first and he'll receive a medal for killing the evil zombie plot bunnies. Thus, the author's carrot brain garden remains safe for another day.
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In eleven years, on the first of September, Draco and Ginny will send their children off to Hogwarts, along with Severus and Hermione's son, Tobias. Annette and Scorpius will be Slytherins, and Emilyn will be a Gryffindor. Annette will scare her father half to death by telling him she was sorted into Hufflepuff.
Draco has made the author promise that none of his children will be involved in closet-related incidents.
But since when do authors keep promises to their characters?
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The end.
I hope you enjoyed it.
Thank you for reading!
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