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For all the amazing views I got for the last chapter !

To just clear it out; Draco's last line was in jest ! Just a joke, to show that the old joking Draco is back ! He wasn't seriously meaning it !

CHAPTER 54.

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EPILOGUE.

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She slammed him against the wall and attacked him like a predator. Fisting his hair had become a rather enjoyable habit for her. Oh how she loved his silky locks.

And how he loved it when she took charge. The old Hermione Granger, the fastidious and furious one that had punched sense into him all those years ago, was back. Oh she was punching now too and how.

"Granger!" Draco panted.

"What?" Hermione growled as she nipped his neck right under his ear.

Draco moaned unwantingly and Hermione stopped for a moment to flash him a smirk akin to his own.

"How many times" she panted in between biting kisses upon him "have I to tell you, that's its Malfoy now."

He flipped her at that, very very turned on when she called herself a Malfoy. He would, often out of habit call her Granger but she corrected him every time.

"Every time." He panted as she raised her legs in one swift motion and circled his waist. He supported her buttocks but buckled when she kneaded his scalp agonisingly thoroughly, sending his nerve endings in a dizzying spell. He steadied himself against the wall. Fine. She wanted to play. Two could play at this.

He raised his hips and ground against her. She gasped and clenched his hair. Pain could never feel like pleasure, Draco thought. Except now. "So, Mrs. Malfoy" he said as his hands slid through her shirt over the expanse of her back. "Are you sure Healer Granger would approve of this activity we are indulging in?"

Hermione barely heard the question. She busied herself in divesting Draco's shirt. After a successful venture she smirked at him and pushed him towards their water bed. "I'm sure she will." Hermione said, in between nips that she was placing all over Draco's pale quidditch seasoned torso. "After all, you should know how hormonal your wife gets during pregnancy."

Then she lost her shirt. Draco was fair that way. If he had no shirt on, neither could she. He teased her with playful pecks on her shoulders and cheeks, all very chaste. She growled in dissatisfaction and arched her back towards him to close the distance he had been creating.

"You're horrible." She barked. "Wait till this hormonal surge is gone. I'll make you pay."

"By all means." Draco smirked. "Please collect."

She grabbed him by the shoulders and forced him to come closer, working on his pants with her feet in the meantime. He grabbed her lips and dug through her mouth, ravishing it in a way she wanted him too. "You don't waste any time do you ?" He panted against her mouth.

"You waste entirely too much." She retaliated.

His laughter reverberated through his chest and reached her's as he discarded her larger than normal size bra, crushing her as he mimicked her actions and removed her skirt.

"You do realise that this means we will have to get dressed again don't you?" Draco asked as his fingers wove magic through her.

"Why can't you for once just shut up?" She insisted.

"You know you like it." He laughed.

"Most men would kill to be seduced like this by their wife. You on the other hand are always amused." She said.

"Hmm. Amused yeah. But also thankful." Draco said. "I love it when you're pregnant."

"And when I'm not?" She queried.

"I love you then too." He said gently. "The idea of loving you and someone that's half you and half me still blows me away."

Her blazing eyes softened for a bit. "And the raging hormones?"

"That's just bonus." He said dazzlingly.

"Prat." She commented. "I hate when you're right."

"How so?"

"I love it more when you talk." She whispered as he couldn't wait any longer and neither could she.

They didn't talk for a while after.

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"It was supposed to be quick!" Hermione yelled.

"Hey!" Draco said. "It wasn't my idea."

"Yeah? Now you play the blame game."

"Naturally." Draco said. "No way am I facing Ginny's wrath. I can't help it that you got carried away and lost track of time."

Hermione glared at her husband. "We would have been on time if you hadn't decided to be such a tease."

"Well what's the point then?" He asked cheekily.

Hermione glowered a bit more as she hastily pulled her zip up and tried to straighten her now very crumpled shirt.

"Good thing we sent Alex earlier with Albus." Hermione said as she brushed her hair in vain.

"Yeah." Draco grinned. "You must've known that one of your moods was coming in. So why not send our first born away?"

She threw the hairbrush at him which he effectively dodged. Where was her wand when she needed it?

"Ginny's going to kill me if we miss Ronnie's cake cutting." Hermione wailed as she slid into her sandals. "Are you done?" She asked irked.

Draco stood there, perfectly assembled as ever even after a hot afternoon of unplanned passion. He barely had moved and he was still ready before her. She was fuming. She really was.

She wanted to just cross the distance of the few steps between them and tear his creaseless shirt open once again. No. No Hermione. Get a grip. Gather yourself. Ginny will kill you if you miss your godson's 5th birthday.

So with such reaffirming words in her head, she gave Draco one last vengeful look and disappeared.

Draco laughed and shook his head before he too disapparated to the Potter's.

Luckily, the cake was still standing and Ginny was nowhere near it. Hermione breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh. What a pleasure." She heard a sarcastic voice.

Her heart sank.

She turned around. "Harry, I ... "

"Please no! La dee da la dee da ... " Harry yelled with fingers in his ears.

"What is the matter with you ?" Hermione asked looking shocked.

"I don't want to hear it." Harry said, still not removing his fingers from his ears.

"Hear what?" Hermione asked in exasperation.

"Your escapades with Malfoy." Harry said with utter distaste.

"It's Draco!" Hermione insisted. "And he's my husband!" She insisted. "And what are you talking about?" She reddened just a bit. She longed to look at herself. Was her hair out of place? Had she buttoned her shirt? Merlin! Had she forgotten her bra? As the scenarios flashed through her head, she struggled to keep her hands to herself so as to not affirm Harry's accusations.

"Oh please." Harry scoffed. "Do not insult my intelligence. I totally know why you are so late. Don't make me say it."

"Whatever." Hermione averted her eyes. "Where's Gin? And where are Alex and Albus?"

"You're really lucky this time." Harry stated. "Alex and Albus had an accidental burst of magic.. Nothing big.. Just some balloons started spraying water. So she got busy. Effectively buying you time." Harry said.

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief again. "But they're only 2! How could they have shown magic?"

Harry shrugged. "Happens sometimes. And anyway aren't you a Healer? Shouldn't you be cautious during pregnancy?" He narrowed his eyes to show what he meant.

Hermione flushed. "I've been pregnant before remember? And so has your wife in case you'd forgotten. And you do realise we talk about almost everything don't you? Don't make me open my mouth."

Harry's ears reddened. He decided to call it a truce.

Hermione laughed. "You're such a bloody gossip Harry. You should have been an old maid."

"Fine. I'm just concerned about you." Harry said.

"Concerned! Hogwash." Hermione laughed. "All you're concerned about is pulling my leg. Now let's go find that wife of yours before my husband fills her ears against me."

"I agree." Harry sighed. "They are too close for my comfort."

"Old maid." Hermione muttered as they found their way towards Ginny.

"Mummm mummm mumm" the sandy blond toddler cried out the moment he saw Hermione.

"There's my little pie." Hermione cooed as she bent down to pick her son and cuddle him. 'Were you good for aunt Ginny?"

"Booom" he said and laughed.

"Boom!" Another two year old said as soon as Alex said that. Hermione looked down to see a miniature Harry who was against Hermione's leg, begging to be picked up.

Hermione laughed and adjusted the two of them on both her arms with some difficulty.

"So you both played some magic mischief today didn't you?" Hermione fake scolded them.

"Don't ask." Ginny breezed in. "Of all the days. You're lucky I'm too swamped to interrogate you about your utter lack of hair care and tardiness."

Hermione's hand immediately went to her hair. It most probably was sticking up from behind. Damn Draco! He didn't tell her that it wasn't combed right. No wonder Harry and Ginny were on her case. Her resolve to find Draco and rip his shirt off increased.

Damn these hormones! Hermione had never felt so charged before. Her last pregnancy had been similar. And after that Draco had said that they should at least have 5 children. Hermione had just glared at him. But when they had learnt 4 months ago that Hermione was pregnant again, the parents-to-be were thrilled. Draco and Hermione had been alone while growing up and they had promised themselves that they would never let their future child be so lonely.

Thus when 2 years into their marriage when she got pregnant for the first time, she knew that in spite of all the morning sickness and the heaviness and the mood swings, she wanted more children.

Alexander Scorpius Malfoy was born and Draco couldn't wait to spoil him. Partly because he wanted to be everything to his son that Lucius wasn't to him and partly because he knew that Hermione would be the one to keep him in check. So he naturally had to be the fun parent.

Ginny and Hermione had almost become pregnant at the same time. Draco was surprised that after Ronald James, they took so long to get pregnant again, given their insatiable appetite for each other. And Albus Severus Potter was born just a little more than 2 months after Alex. He was glad that Hermione had Ginny as a pregnant partner because she was paranoid during her first pregnancy. Although she was a Healer, she was a mother first and the need to be one had been in her for so long that she wouldn't be able to bear it if anything would have gone wrong.

But now, after Alex, she was more confident and even the mood swings seemed lesser. Sometimes, at night when Draco was asleep, with his arm protectively around her torso, she would think of Ron. And how much he had wanted this. And she was sure that had he been there, she would have given it to him. But she knew Ron. And although he could be possessive, he would have always wanted Hermione to be happy and have their happy ending. Even if it were with Draco Malfoy.

Draco had been nothing but patient and persistent at the same time. She needed him as a friend and he had been that and more. In her heart, she knew she was his. She only needed some time to allow her heart to rid her of the guilt and to allow herself to feel wanted and deserved happiness.

Harry and Ginny had been more persistent and blatant than Draco. Ginny kept insisting that Hermione should get off her high horse and accept Draco already. Harry said the same things but not so flatteringly like Ginny. Both Draco and Harry had started hanging out together and in spite of their constant denial, they did enjoy their male time together. Ginny and Hermione were constantly amused by this and Hermione's love and respect for Draco grew. If he could befriend her friends, who had been his enemies in school then she really needed to give him a chance.

Ginny had been her maid of honour and believe it or not, Blaise as well as Harry had been Draco's best men. Katherine had been her bridesmaid and the wedding took place on the bridge in Australia where they had bungee jumped. Hermione found it fitting, since that was the day that she had felt, for the first time in months; the desire to live.

Draco's face had been split into half by his grin. His eyes were shining and his face looked like a light bulb. His happiness knew no bounds and he had had eyes only for his beautiful bride. They had gone for a month long honeymoon and Hermione had relocated to England and started work at St. Mungos.

Draco quit his team and was offered a placement in England itself. He couldn't bear to travel and be away from Hermione anymore.

"Maybe you shouldn't have thrown the brush at me." A husky voice crept up behind her. "Your hair still needs some brushing." He chuckled lowly.

Hermione felt goose bumps at the nape of her neck when she heard the words. "Couldn't have told me earlier?" She asked.

"Really now?" Draco smiled as his hand crept around her waist and pulled her closer. He nuzzled her neck and and breathed her scent in. Hermione shut her eyes reflexively and almost moaned. "How long have you known me for?"

"Far too long." She whispered and gasped as his hand caressed her hip. "Draco! It's Ginny's kitchen."

"Hmmm." He said carelessly. "I bet this kitchen has seen a lot worse. Where do you think Albie was conceived?"

"Draco!" Hermione admonished him mockingly. She couldn't stay mad at him for long. He was her Draco after all. Merlin! They really needed to get out of this party or he needed to get his hands off her.

"Coming dear!" Molly Weasley's loud voice could be heard as she entered the kitchen.

Draco dropped his hand like it had just touched hot coal but it was too late. Molly had entered and given him and Hermione a knowing grin before shaking her head and grabbing the candles.

Hermione was crimson by now and she glared at Draco again. She turned to follow Molly into the living room where all of Ronnie's friends and the Weasley clan had gathered to celebrate Ronald's birthday. Draco followed her closely.

Before she reached the party, he grabbed her and kissed her suddenly, holding her extremely close. "We're not done yet."

She kissed him back, slowly and torturously, messing his hair. "Draco" she said breathily against his lips. "We'll never be done."

They separated for air and Draco kissed her forehead. Holding her hand tightly in his, they made their way towards the table where their adorable 5 year old godson stood, eyes shining, in front of his cake.

Draco picked up Alex and Harry did the same with Albus. His other hand still held Hermione's as they sang "Happy Birthday."

He looked around and his gaze came to fall upon his small family. He still didn't know how he came to be so lucky. After all these years and everything that had transpired; his dreams and fantasies had actually turned into reality.

He kissed his son who hadn't stopped clapping yet and then bent down to kiss his wife's only slightly bumpy stomach. His eyes met her lovely, expressive ones as he leaned in and kissed her sweetly. "I love you." He said, for at least the 6th time that day.

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Okay! Phew!

So that was the end!

I can't really end a story without an epilogue!

I'm so lost now that this story is over!

Hopefully some new plot should come to mind!

I'll update on this chapter any future stories, if at all in the making!

I realllly reallly enjoyed writing this story!

The feedback and love I received for this story was overwhelming and it really helped me to go on!

I do hope all you readers have enjoyed this journey with me as much as I enjoyed writing it!

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