I know I know...I took forever. But in my defense this WOULD have been up days ago had my friend not given me three very interesting books, and had I not had the compulsion to read all of them in succession...so yeah...I apologize lol.

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HPOV

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" I asked, looking up at the Manor.

Draco nodded, "He said he wanted to talk to us before the wedding."

I sighed. I really didn't want to go inside and 'talk' with Lucius.

But if it would do some good for his and Rose's relationship, then I was all for it.

When we walked inside Lucius was sitting on the couch. He stood up when we entered and motioned for us to take a seat.

He cleared his throat, "As I'm sure you are both aware, I'm not very good at these sorts of things."

Draco raised an eyebrow, "What sorts of things?"

He shifted on the couch and said, "Apologizing,"

I'm sure you could have knocked me over with a feather, I was so surprised.

"Apologizing for what?"

"For the attitude I've had this past year towards you and your daughter." he said to me.

"Oh...thank you." I said slowly.

I didn't know how to react to this, because the last time he 'apologized' was inside New Beginnings, and that hadn't really accomplished much of anything.

"You must understand, my entire life has been devoted to the Dark Lord, and that affected me. Not that this is an excuse, because it's not, but it is an explanation."

Draco looked just as shocked as I felt, and he was actually speechless. I really wished he'd say something though, because I wasn't sure how I was supposed to respond to that.

"I understand that both of you can't possibly be too pleased with me, but after speaking with Narcissa, I have realized that there are quite a few things I need to change...and I am quite fond of Rose."

I smiled at the mention of Rosie, because I knew that she was 'quite fond' of him too, she just didn't want to let it show because he wasn't accepting of me.

"Well we're all adults, and I believe that we can start over." I said, squeezing Draco's hand.

He smiled, and Lucius nodded, a pleased look on his face for once.

Narcissa appeared with tea a few moments later, "I take it everything's alright here?"

Draco looked to me and then Lucius and nodded, "Yeah, it is."

We stayed and talked for about an hour about the wedding, Narcissa trying to get Draco to tell us something about where he'd be taking me for our honeymoon, before Draco and I decided that we really did have to leave.

"Does this mean you're coming to the wedding then?" asked Draco as we stood outside at the apparation point.

Narcissa smiled and had a hopeful look on her face as she turned to Lucius.

He seemed to be thinking it over for a moment before he nodded.

Narcissa squealed and hugged Draco and then me, "Ooh, I can't wait!"

I smiled and we said goodbye and apparated home.

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I was cleaning out a few boxes in the guest room when I came across a drawing I hadn't seen in over five years.

I had painted and drew a lot back at Hogwarts, everything seemed to give me inspiration. This particular drawing was one I'd never finished. I'd given up on painting and drawing when I'd left Hogwarts, and I'd shoved this particular drawing so far in the back of my closet that I wouldn't have to look at it, even though I couldn't bare to part with it.

It was Draco.

More specifically it was Draco sitting on the couch in front of the fireplace in our Head's Common Room. At least that's what it would have been if I'd finished it. Most of the canvas was still white.

I'd sketched some of the chair he'd been sitting on, there was the outline of the fireplace, the coffee table, and even he hadn't been given too many details. It was just an outline of him, without any of the characteristics that made him, him.

I don't know what possessed me to put the drawing on an easel, grab a sketching pencil, and start sketching.

I made small sure lines across the canvas, remembering exactly when this moment had taken place. I'd finished my work before he had, and so I'd gone and brought my sketching materials downstairs. He'd protested when I'd said I wanted to draw him, but I'd eventually convinced him to just go back to his work and let me draw.

Every so often he'd look up at me and smirk, and that's what I'd decided to capture in the drawing. One corner of his mouth was turned up in that typical Malfoy smirk, and a few strands of his white blonde hair fell into his face.

I don't know how long I'd been in there, but I didn't notice that the door opened until I felt Draco behind me. I set the pencil down and turned to face him.

He had a strange look on his face, before he spoke, "I always wondered what happened with this."

DPOV

I was more than a little surprised to find her drawing when I walked into the guest room looking for her. I hadn't heard her mention drawing since I'd been back, and I'd never seen her do it either, yet here she was, and drawing me no less.

"Yeah...I forgot about it, but I saw it...it wasn't finished so..." she said, fidgeting and standing up.

"I remember that day."

"Oh you do not." she said with a laugh.

I picked up the finished drawing and looked at it with a smile, "Yes, I do. You'd finished your homework, and you couldn't think of anything to draw, so you started bugging me about letting you draw me. When I finally couldn't deal with you distracting me from my potions paper, I let you."

She smiled and wrapped her arms around my neck, "I'm glad I finally finished it."

"Me too," I whispered, my lips brushing against hers slightly.

Somehow her finishing the painting seemed to be somewhat symbolic of us finally being where we wanted to be in our relationship.

My dad accepted us, Astoria was gone, Rita was fired, and I had the best woman in the world in my arms, and nothing, and I mean nothing, was going to take her away from me.

She closed the space between our lips, and I felt her smile against my mouth.

"I love you,"

"I love you too." I said, loving how the words sounded coming out of her mouth.

"I can't believe this is the second to last night before we're getting married." she said, her smile breathtaking.

"Is that good?"

"No," she said, pulling me across the hall into the bedroom, "It means I've got to wait two more days before I get to call you my husband."

I smiled and grabbed her waist, pulling her close to me. "I do believe I have to agree."

Somehow we ended up on the bed, me on top of her, and she threaded her hands through my hair.

"Draco?"

"Yes?"

"I want you to make love to me." her toffee eyes were shining brightly, and I instantly felt my desire spark. This beautiful witch always knew how to make my blood boil.

I smiled and kissed her, my tongue exploring her mouth and hers exploring mine. It was slow, unhurried. I wanted her to want it as bad as I did.

I slid my hands to her the hem of her shirt, lifting it over her head and tossing it onto the ground. I slowly kissed down her neck, nipping and sucking as I went. I kissed the exposed skin of her breasts and she arched her back, allowing me to unhook her bra and toss that to join her shirt.

I kissed and licked one of her breasts while my hand massaged the other. I loved the breathy moans that escaped her parted lips and how her hands clutched at the sheets.

I felt her hands slide the hem of my shirt up, and I sat up so I could take it the rest of the way off. I don't think I would ever get used to the way she looked at me. It made me feel like maybe I could make up for all the wrong I'd done in my lifetime. She made me feel like I could be this person. For her and for Rose.

She slid her arms to my shoulders and pulled me back down, her mouth tangling with mine again. I kissed my way down her to her chest, across her stomach, until the waistband of her pants became an issue.

I let out a frustrated groan and made quick work of her pants and underwear. I smirked up at her and she smiled, her eyes darker than usual, though I'm sure mine looked the same.

"I want you so badly." I whispered, moving so I could kiss the insides of her thighs.

I heard her take in a sharp gasp, and it only spurred me on further.

Yes, I could definitely do this for the rest of my life.

HPOV

"Oh Hermione, you look beautiful." whispered Ginny, dabbing at her eyes in a vain attempt at keeping her mascara from running.

"That you most certainly do." said Narcissa, stepping shyly into the room.

I smiled at her and gave her a hug, whispering a thank you to her for be there when my mother couldn't be.

"Okay, well is everyone ready? All the guests are seated outside, and the weather is staying lovely. Perfect for this beach wedding." said Luna, a serene smile on her face.

I was a complete ball of nerves, but I was excited at the same time. It was a confusing feeling, and I couldn't help feel the pang of sadness at the fact that my own mother couldn't be there to help me with this feeling.

My melancholy thoughts were soon replaced when everyone started bustling around and the first couple walked down the stairs from the dock onto the beach.

Ginny grasped my hand tightly in hers. She was walking me down the aisle, per her request. She didn't want me to walk down the aisle alone, and I loved her for that.

Luna and Blaise were the last couple to leave, and I felt like I couldn't breathe.

"Did you feel like this when you married Harry?"

"Yes," she whispered back, tears pooling in her eyes, but a smile on her face. "I'm so happy for you."

Just then the music signaling my entrance started playing. Ginny gave my hand a firm squeeze, "Ready?"

"Definitely,"

We stepped out into the bright light of a nice summer day, and headed down the wooden stairs. I was instantly grateful that I hadn't let them talk me into wearing heels, instead opting for a pair of strappy white sandles.

Of course Draco and Narcissa had to go over the top and had three emeralds and three rubies sewn onto the ankle strap. They were beautiful though, so I couldn't complain.

We headed down the makeshift aisle and that's when my eyes met Draco's and it was like no one else was there. He looked absolutely amazing. His suit looked stunning and I noticed that he had on a red tie. My heart was melting for this beautiful, beautiful man.

Ginny kissed my cheek and I stood in front of Draco. He looked in awe of me, and that was something that I loved to see. It made me feel on top of the world.

"Hey," he whispered, a smile on his face.

"Hey," I said back.

"You look beautiful."

I could feel the blush rise to my cheeks, and a moment later his cool fingers were brushing my cheeks, "So beautiful."

The actual ceremony went by quickly, and before I knew it Draco had said I do, and everyone was looking at me expectantly.

I looked up at him with what I'm sure was a mouth splitting smile, and whispered, "I do."

DPOV

Holy shit.

Married.

I'm married.

Married to the most beautiful woman in the entire world. She really does look stunning.

"What are you thinking?" she asked quietly, her forehead resting against my neck as we slowly moved across the dance floor among a few other couples.

"How lucky I am." I said honestly.

She looked up at me and blinked, as if confused, "I think we're both lucky." she said after a moment.

I kissed her, choosing not to say anything.

"Awe, look at the newly weds."

We broke apart and saw Blaise and Luna standing together, a smile on their faces.

"Can I help you with something, or are you just here to interrupt my alone time with my wife."

Hermione smacked my chest playfully, "Draco, be nice."

Blaise and Luna chuckled, and Blaise said, "We just wanted to congratulate you, and wish you a good time on the honeymoon."

Hermione smiled, and then fixed me with a look, "It'd be nicer if he'd tell me where we were going."

"Not a chance." I said, pressing a kiss to her temple.

"You'll love it Mione." said Luna with a conspiratorial smile.

"You know?" she accused, trying and failing to look upset.

I had to give Lovegood credit, she knew how to keep a secret. I knew that if I'd told Ginny she would've accidentally told Hermione, and I couldn't have her ruining the surprise.

"Why can't you give me just a little hint?" she asked after Luna and Blaise had wandered off to go dance.

I smirked and looked down at my beautiful wife, contemplating what I should say.

"Please?" she pouted.

"It's someplace we talked about a long time ago." I said, my voice quiet.

For a moment her face scrunched up in confusion, but then it's as if a little light goes off in her head.

"Something from Hogwarts?"

I nodded slowly. We'd talked about a few places she'd wanted to go, and little did she know I planned on taking her to all of them.

She smiled, "Okay,"

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"I can't wait to get you out of that dress Mrs. Malfoy." I said, trailing my fingertips across her cheek.

"I can't wait for you to get me out of it either." she said, her voice quiet.

We were in one of the houses I had in Paris while we waited for our flight in the morning to Aberdeen, Scotland. She still had no idea where we were going, and I wouldn't tell her anything more.

For some gods-awful reason Hermione insisted on taking a plane, but at the moment I couldn't care less about any of that. I just wanted to undress my beautiful wife.

"Sit," I said softly, motioning towards the bed.

She did as I asked, and for some strange reason it felt like this was the real first time for us, that all the times before didn't really count.

I lifted her right foot, sliding off her sandal, and then repeating the process with her left foot, before placing it onto the ground and taking her hands so she was standing again.

"Turn around,"

I moved her hair to one shoulder and pressed a kiss to the nape of her neck, before sliding my hands to the back of her dress, quickly undoing the buttons and letting it fall to the ground at her feet.

She turned back around to face me, a small smile on her face, as I took in what she was wearing.

It was a green and silver corset with matching lace panties. Her hair tumbled around her face in wild curls, and in that moment I knew that was where I was supposed to be. In that moment, nothing else mattered.

"Do you like it?"

"Oh Mrs. Malfoy," I said, my voice almost a purr, "I love it."

My hands slid up her sides, over the satin material of the corset, and pulled her closer to myself, my lips inches from hers.

"Kiss me." she whispered.

And I did.

HPOV

"Draco, you didn't." I said, staring out of the window in awe.

We'd stayed in Paris a few days longer because he found out that I'd never actually been there. From there we went to Aberdeen, and from Aberdeen we went to Norway, and from Norway to Australia, and from Australia we went to Morocco and we had left there earlier in the day, and were now landing, in what I could only assume was the last place I'd mentioned to him during our stay at Hogwarts.

Austria.

"I did," he said, squeezing my hand, a nervous expression on his face.

"You didn't have to do this. This entire trip must have cost a fortune."

He shrugged, "It seems as though my wife and I can afford it."

I laughed, and he joined me. I couldn't contain my excitement as we landed. I'd wanted to go to Austria for as long as I could remember.

Once we got to the condo we were staying in I walked over to the glass wall, looking out at the amazing view of Austria.

Draco walked behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. He'd just gotten off the phone with Rosie, who apparently didn't miss us too much between hanging out with Harry's family, being with Lucius and Narcissa, and Luna and Blaise.

I chuckled at the thought and rested my hands over his.

"Do you like it?"

"I love it. I love that you did all this for me."

"I promised you I'd take you to see these places." he said, reminding me that he had in fact told me back in Hogwarts that he'd take me everywhere I wanted to go.

"I would do anything for you. I love you." he said, reciting the words he'd told me the night he proposed in the garden.

"And I love you."

DPOV

"I can't believe she's turning eight today." said Hermione, shaking her head in disbelief, but a soft smile graced her lips as she watched Rose playing with James, Albus, Lily, Roxanne, Fred, and even Blaise and Luna's little girl Emma.

A lot had happened over the past two years, and even through the ups and downs, I'd loved every minute of it.

Especially the fact that Hermione was eight months pregnant, and I'd been here for all of it. For the morning sickness, the mood swings, the cravings - everything.

We'd both been worried that maybe Rosie wouldn't like having a little brother - yes, brother, but she'd been more excited than we were, asking us when she was going to be able to play with little Scorpius.

I stepped behind her, resting my hands on her swollen belly and kissing her cheek, "I know...I can't believe it either."

"Rosie and Scorpius Malfoy," she whispered quietly, a smile on her face.

I chuckled, "Hermione Malfoy, I think I might like that one the best out of them all, because I've waited so long to say it."

She reached a hand up and caressed my cheek, "I think we did a pretty good job so far."

I chuckled and kissed her palm, "Now that's something I have to agree with Mrs. Malfoy."

She smiled, "Come on, let's get this birthday cake out there."

HPOV

Scorpius sure did know how to keep his parents up at night.

"You should be sleeping. You were up last time." murmured Draco standing in the doorway to the nursery.

I looked up and smiled, "That's alright. You can go back to sleep."

"Not a chance." he said, sitting down in the chair next to mine, a strange expression on his face as he watched the two of us.

I was sitting in the rocker, trying to get Scorpius to go back to sleep.

"What?" I asked softly.

He sighed, "I just can't believe I missed this last time."

Last time. He was referring to Rosie.

I smiled softly and shifted so that I was facing him, "But you're here now. And that's what matters. You're here for me, for Rosie and for little Scorpius now."

He smiled, and I instantly felt the mood lighten.

He stood up and gently took him from my arms, paying special attention not to wake him, and placed him into his crib.

He wrapped an arm around my shoulders as we quietly exited the nursery and headed past Rosie's room, checking on her before walking into our bedroom.

I flopped onto the bed, feeling absolutely beat. A moment later I felt Draco lie down next to me and wrap me up in his warm embrace.

"Are babies always this tiring?" he mused with a smile.

"Yes," I said with a chuckle, "They most certainly are."

"But worth it." he said, kissing my temple.

"Most definitely." I smiled.

This was definitely something I could get used to.

Family.

My family.

I've had a few people request for me to do a prequel to this story, and I think I might do just that...if you're interested that is, and if I should write it in 3rd person or continue with HPOV/DPOV.

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