This is where it actually starts getting good. The 1st 2 were purposely for build up. When I went back and reread the other 2 chapters I realized i had messed up some time frames. So I made a few edits. Even with those they don't fit the exact time line of the story. *see last paragraph of chapter 2*
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Two weeks later they were landing their car in the yard of the burrow. More cars were appearing in the skyline and landing around them, adults and children were pouring out of them excitedly. There was Harry with Cho and their daughter, Ron and Hermione with Rose, and Percy and Audrey with Lucy and Molly II.
In the side yard stood a large pink tent draped with purple and yellow streamers. Fluttering in and out, and all around the tent were enchanted butterflies and dragonflies of various dainty colors. He grabbed the sleeping toddler from the backseat as his other daughter clambered out of the other side after Ginny, and approached the tent. As they got closer he could see the butterflies and dragonflies were made from wisps of smoke and sparkled in the sunlight. He also saw, standing under the tent, George Weasley and his wife Angelina with Roxanne and Fred II running circles around them, and Bill and Fleur with their brood. Along with about seventy other guests.
Suddenly he spotted her and his heart stopped. She was standing with Molly and Arthur chatting and laughing. He could see the sparkle in her eyes from here. Her smile somehow still managed to turn his knees to jelly. Her beauty wasn't the only thing that made his heart stop, but the barefoot little blond standing next to her holding her hand. It was the same little girl from his dreams, down to how her ringlets fell about her face. He felt his face flush and a knot form in his stomach. Just before he looked away from her, she locked eyes with him for a split moment.
"Um, here Love" he said, handing their toddler to Ginny. "Take Annie, I've got to go freshen up. The heat has suddenly gotten to me." he said and headed to the house.
He stood alone in the kitchen, splashing cold water on his face. After a few moments, he felt eyes watching him from behind. How did she have the ability to make him feel her. Anyone else, he would have had to turn to see who was there, but not her. She somehow managed to change the entire vibe of the room.
"Hello, Draco" she said in her usual dreamy voice. A voice he hadn't heard in almost five years. He had been nineteen and she eighteen. They had ended their secret romance with with the loss of their virginities. She was heading off on her 1st expedition as a Magizoologist. He needed to stay to help piece the family back together after the last battle. It had been the most magically spectacular experience of his life. Now, don't get him wrong, he loved Ginny deeply, but Luna had been the first, making his feelings for her on a completely different level of special.
He turned the water off, but continued to stand over the sink as his face dripped into it.
"Is that your daughter out there?" he asked as he watched the little girl through the window, running around playing with the other children.
"Of course." she replied.
"Is her father here?" he asked slowly.
"As a matter of fact, he is." she said in her same soft tone.
"And where might he be?" he questioned, scanning the rest of the crowd.
"Why, he's standing right in front of me." she said, her voice wavering slightly, as if she was picking her words carefully.
He spun around to look at her and saw they were the only two in the room.