EPILOGUE

Many (ish) years later. About 6.

"JESS!! NO!! JESS!!!" a frantic shriek came from the back garden.

"JAMES!! YOUR GODDAMN LLAMA IS EATING THE BUFFET FOOD!! GET THE THING OUT OF HERE!" Lily bellowed at the house. "For fuck's sakes, I thought I'd seen the last of it when you left home!'

"Jess is an honoured guest, Lily! Don't be rude to the llama! Jeez, talk about discrimination," James replied, coming out into the garden.

"James. It's a bloody llama," Lily seethed.

"She's part of the family! Everyone loves Jess!" James exclaimed.

"The thing is evil and must die," Lily returned.

"MOM! LILY'S THREATENING JESS AGAIN!" James yelled.

"Oh grow up, James. You're twenty-seven and you're still tattle-tailing to mom."

"Lily, leave the llama alone. We all know you have issues with it but can't you call a truce with it for today? Please?" Ginny asked tiredly, coming out onto the lawn.

"It's eating the buffet food," Lily told her mom.

"JESS! JAMES, CONTROL YOUR BLOODY PET!" Ginny yelled, leaping towards the buffet with her wand at the ready.

"Mom, where're Dad and Uncle Harry?" Hugo asked Hermione.

"They're both in the back room, downing some stiff drinks."

"Why?"

"They're about to become related to Draco Malfoy." Hermione shrugged.

"They've had six years to get used to the idea," Hugo muttered.

"I know. It's ridiculous."

"If it's any consolation, Draco is exactly the same- except he's in the car," a genial new voice entered the conversation.

"Eloise! Hello! Good lord, is it already time for guests to be arriving?" Hermione looked panicked.

Eloise laughed. "No, I just wanted to come early to see my son before he gets married."

"I think he's being herded away from the side of the house Rose is in by Jezebel," Hermione told her.

"Thank you, Hermione. I'll go take him off her hands."

--

"My niece is getting married to a Malfoy."

"My daughter is getting married to a Malfoy."

"…point taken."

"I need more whiskey."

--

"Rose, darling- what's that smell?" Hermione got momentarily distracted as she poked her head into the room Rose, Kismet, Marly and Jezebel were in.

The girls looked at Hermione innocently, Kismet casually holding her hand behind her back.

"What smell? I don't smell anything," Rose said.

"Are you sure?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah," Rose nodded.

"Uh… maybe it's the incense?" Marly suggested innocently, gesturing towards the (suspiciously newly lit) incense on the table behind Kismet.

"That must be it," laughed Hermione. "Anyway, I just wanted to tell you that everything should start in about ten minutes, so start getting ready to come down."

"Okay. Thanks, Mom." Rose smiled, nodding.

Hermione left and the girls breathed out in relief, a plume of smoke issuing from Kismet's mouth.

"Look, I know you needed a joint, but that was close," Jezebel told Rose.

"Rather," Rose agreed, then giggled. "Scorpius didn't have anything to calm down. He's probably spazzing out round about now."

"You ready to go?" Marly asked, grinning.

Rose grinned back. "Let's fucking ace this."

--

The wedding went off without a hitch. Rose was radiant and fresh smelling as she walked down the aisle (courtesy of a handily preformed spell by Kismet) and Scorpius didn't look to bad himself.

Everyone agreed that they made a beautiful couple. Harry, Ron and Draco agreed, although they were all rather sozzled at the time so maybe it shouldn't be taken at face value.

Jess the Llama was tied to a post far away from the buffet table, and spent the ceremony calmly chewing on Aunty Mildred's hat (It wasn't a particularly nice one anyway).

And they all lived happily after.

Mostly.

-END-

A/N: Yes, it's short. Yes, it's really, really late. I am sorry. I really am. But here it is! For anyone who actually still has any interest in it.

Charlie, you're in here. =P

Please review, if you're not feeling too angry or apathetic.

Hey, now that it's ended, you won't have to wait for updates!! (Pfft, worst apology ever.)