A/N: Alright so this isn't really a true epilogue as much as it is just a one shot showing their happy life. Enjoy?

SIRIUS

"Sirius, why the hell are we hiding in the bushes? We're too old for this."

"Relax, Kitten, just enjoy the show." I replied.

We were indeed hiding in the bushes like horny teenagers- minus the teenager part. I had it on good authority that a very good thing that will make my wife very happy is about to occur in the clearing in front of us. In fact, I recommended this spot. It had lovely flowers that bloomed this time of year, a breathtaking view of the lake and it was a good distance from the prying eyes that lived in the castle. Not to mention these bushes that were great for spying. The sun was setting and it was a perfect day in May.

"Seriously, my back is hurting from being crouched down like this." She grumbled.

"Maybe you are getting old, love." I looked at her fondly. "Oh Merlin! Is that a grey hair?" I donned a look of astonishment before picking at her chocolate colored curls that didn't have a hint of grey in them.

"What!?" She shrieked, batting my hands away. I laughed, she slapped me. "You absolute prat!"

I heard voices and footsteps approaching and quickly shushed her. "Show's starting, Kitten." I smiled.

"Draco, why the hell did you drag me up here, you know I hate bugs." A feminine voice said, matter-of-factly.

"It has a nice view, so shut up." A masculine voice belonging to Draco said.

"Ah yes, the lake that I get to see every day." She said sarcastically.

I snickered lightly and Hermione slapped me. She was completely enthralled by the scene unfolding in front of us.

The pair of teenagers walked into view. The boy named Draco was every bit his father's son standing tall with platinum blonde hair and eyes the color of hardened steel. He unconsciously continued to run a hand through his bangs which fell over his eyes, leaving them artfully dishelved: a nervous tick of his. The girl only came up to his shoulder and had a small pout on her bitten lips. She had boisterous curls she'd inherited from her mother, however, they were the color of dark ink like her father. Her silver eyes scanned the clearing observing every detail. He was still in his auror robes and she in her uniform complete with her head girl badge.

The girl was still facing away from Draco, calculating the significance of the clearing. "Honestly, you've been so weird. You came all the way back here to ask me to go on a walk. A walk! You hate going on walks. And you never come to visit unless you want something." She said with a frown.

She turned around to face him and was stunned. He was down on one knee, getting mud on his very expensive, designer slacks. "Draco, what the fuck are you doing?" The girl asked in a serious voice.

"Vulpecula," She scowled at her name but let him continue anyway. "we've known each other since we were kids. I remember pulling your hair and calling you horrid names." He looked terribly guilty. "But I've known since the day you punched me in the face for stealing your books-"

"Like mother like daughter." I whispered to Hermione who was biting her bottom lip trying to keep from laughing, mirth dancing in her eyes.

"-That you were it for me. I'm still a prick to you, nothing's changed, but didn't you ever realize that boys are always meanest to the girl they like?" Vulpecula, at this point looked vaguely disgusted and her eyes kept darting around the clearing.

Draco laughed nervously before continuing. "You're the only one I can hold an intelligent conversation with, and you're not afraid to put me in my place- you do that quite a lot now that I think about it." His brows furrowed as he trailed off.

"Godric, this is a disaster." I laughed behind my hand. Hermione snorted.

"The point being," He began again, a bit loudly, startling Vulpecula. "That I want to spend the rest of my life with you. That I've loved you for years behind all of our bickering, despite only getting together this year."

"I knew it. I fucking knew it." Hermione whispered gleefully and turned to me. "You owe me twenty galleons."

I sighed and handed it over.

Draco reached into his pocket and pulled out a sphere whose bottom half was white and top half red.

I started laughing again and noticed Hermione's shoulders shaking as she shook her head.

He opened the ball and held it our presenting a ring that was glinting in the light of the setting sun. "Vulpix, I choose you!"

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Vulpecula asked crossing her arms and glaring down at Draco who only blinked, still holding the ring out.

"Godric, that's the last time I take you to muggle London. Get up, you're embarrassing me."

Draco scrambled to his feet with all his pureblood grace. "So is that a yes?" He asked.

"What do you think, asshole?" She said heatedly holding out her left hand with her right resting on her hip.

Draco took the ring and slid it on to your ring finger.

She punched him on the arm. "Never call me 'Vulpix' again." She told him.

"But 'Vulpecula' is okay?" He smirked. She punched him again.

By this point Hermione had put a silencing charm around us to contain our laughter. She'd fallen over clutching her stomach.

"Just 'Rose'." She glared.

"As you wish, Little Fox." Draco gave her a lopsided smile that she tentatively returned.

"Don't think that this means I like you or anything." She said.

"Wouldn't dream of it." He smirked.

"This is real right?" She asked, suddenly self-conscious. "It's not one of your stupid pranks that only you think are funny?"

"Nope, it's real. Asked your dad and everything." She looked stunned momentarily.

Hermione was equally as stunned.

"He really asked you?" She asked me.

I nodded. "He came in like a stuttering fool. You would have loved it."

"Twitchy, little ferret." Hermione said fondly.

"Not a, what was it? A 'foul, loathsome, evil, little cockroach?'" I asked her with a grin.

She slapped me.

"Want to go remind them how closely related they are?" I asked my wife, laughing.

"No, we don't want to traumatize them. Besides, they're distant enough not to have to worry." She said with a smile.

"Looks like you've got a wedding to plan." I told her. Her eyes lit up.

"I do love you, you know." Vulpecula told her fiancé as they turned to leave.

"Ew. You fucking nerd." Draco said crinkling his nose and reaching out to hold her hand, thumbing the ring.

"Merlin, their relationship is weird." Hermione said shaking her head.

I couldn't help but agree.

A/N: I thought it was cute. Mostly bc Vulpecula is me in any relationship lmao. Anyways here's all the stuff you wanna know about the kid Hermione and Sirius had.

Vulpecula Rose Black (soon to be Malfoy) Vulpecula is the 'Little Fox' constellation. They kept with the Black Family tradition of naming.

Gryffindor, Head Girl, top of her class (like her mum except she knows how to have fun like her dad)

Hates the name Vulpecula (much like Nymphadora) and goes by Rose. (Except Draco is the only one that can call her Little Fox. Where no one can hear obviously.)

Patronus is a fox for obvious reasons.

Boggart is a mix of either the death eaters getting revenge on her parents for killing the dark lord or that Draco actually means some of the mean shit he says (he never does and gave her a really big hug whenever he found out)

She was a chaser on the Gryffindor quidditch team but Hazel became captain

She became a badass auror bc she secretly wanted to be cool like her parents but she could never partner with Draco bc they bickered all the time

when she found out her mum was a time traveler she was inwardly a little freaked but outwardly she just said she was glad she didn't end up with red hair (being Ron's kid)