A/N – I want to say thank you to the majority of people who left reviews for the previous chapter. I was expecting more hate, but it was nice I didn't receive too much. It was nice to see that while people were disappointed that Ginny didn't end up in Azkaban, the majority respected the direction I went with. It might not have been the ending I'd envisioned when I started the story, but it was the one that felt right when I wrote it and even now I'm satisfied with the way the story turned out.

The epilogue is just a small chapter to round things off. I hope you enjoy it, and thanks for reading my stories.

Five years later.

In his hotel room in Italy, Draco eagerly packed his bag so he could check out and return home. While foreign trips had once been a regular part of his working life, these days he only travelled when necessary. Draco would fully admit that when he was married to Ginny he would often stay away for a few nights when it wasn't necessary. Part of that was to do with Hermione once their affair started, but mostly it was because he didn't want to be at home. Nowadays Draco didn't feel the need to get away from home.

Although even when he was away, he often got a visit from Hermione. Hermione never announced she was coming, he would just run into her in the hotel and she would act as though the whole thing was a coincidence. Basically they replayed their actions while they were having an affair, and Draco would take Hermione back to his room for the night. In the morning she would always be gone, leaving her knickers as a parting gift. Then when he got home they would act as though they hadn't seen each other since he left on his business trip. Draco knew to other people their behaviour might seem bizarre, but it kept the excitement in their relationship and they were more than happy with their little games.

Unfortunately this trip hadn't produced a visit from Hermione. Hermione still worked at St Mungo's, but she'd had a couple of promotions in the last five years and was now a senior member of the research team. When Draco had left for Italy, she'd been snowed under working on a new potion so he hadn't really expected her to pay him a visit. However without her visit he was missing her acutely and he couldn't wait to get home to his wife.

At the thought that Hermione was now his wife, Draco couldn't help but smile. The couple had only been married for six months, and were still basking in the glow of being newlyweds. Their progression to being a married couple had been a slow one, with both of them wanting to be sure before they rushed into anything. After Draco's divorce from Ginny, Hermione remained living with Blaise for two years, although the couple did still spend almost every night either at the flat or the Manor. After two years they'd decided to move in together and had bought a lovely house a few miles from the manor. Eighteen months later, Draco had taken Hermione away for a romantic weekend where he proposed to her. Planning the wedding took almost a year and six months ago the couple were married in a quiet ceremony on a private island owned by the Malfoys.

Eager to get back to his wife, Draco hurriedly finished the rest of his packing and headed down to check out of the hotel. Once he was checked out, Draco headed over to the international floo network and flooed back to his office in London. From there he briefly checked with Lucius that everything was alright with the business, before heading home. It was only the middle of the afternoon, but hopefully he could be unpacked and settled in before Hermione arrived home from work. Then they could spend the weekend making up for the fact they hadn't seen each other for two days.

When Draco arrived home, he headed straight upstairs and into the master bedroom. Throwing his bag onto the bed, he pulled off his shoes and placed them neatly in the wardrobe. Just as he was about to open his bag and begin unpacking the door to the adjoining bathroom opened and Hermione appeared.

Draco smiled at the unexpected sight of his wife. "Hi, gorgeous. I didn't expect you to be home."

"I was only working a half day," Hermione answered, entering the room and walking over to greet her husband properly. "I knew you were due back so I thought we could spend a few extra hours together."

"I like the sound of that," Draco grinned, before capturing Hermione's lips with his.

The couple shared an intense kiss, and when they parted they were both slightly out of breath. When Draco leant in for a second kiss, Hermione surprisingly stopped him.

"What's wrong?" He frowned. He couldn't remember Hermione ever refusing a kiss from him.

"I want to talk to you about something," Hermione said, sitting down on the bed and pulling Draco down beside her. "I think I might be pregnant."

"What do you mean, you think?" Draco asked. "Haven't you done a test?"

"Not yet," Hermione replied. "I thought we could do it together."

Draco began to ask why they needed to do the test together, when understanding suddenly dawned on him. After what he'd gone through with Ginny's lies about being pregnant, she was reassuring him that she really was expecting their child. While Draco was touched by her gesture, he was also worried that she felt the need to prove her pregnancy to him. He knew Hermione would never lie to him about expecting a baby, and he'd thought she knew just how much he trusted her.

"That really isn't necessary you know," Draco told his wife. "I trust you Hermione. I know you won't lie to me like she did. If you'd come to me to tell me you were pregnant, I never would have questioned you."

"I know that," Hermione replied. "I just thought it might be nice if we did it together. I've found the spell to detect pregnancies, it can even detect if it's a boy or a girl."

"Isn't it too early for that?" Draco asked. "I know magical medicine is a lot more advanced than muggle medicine, but I still thought you had to be further along to detect the sex of the baby."

"Technically it just gives you a reading on what you're most likely to have," Hermione corrected herself. "But it's a very advanced test and is rarely wrong."

"So how do you do this test?" Draco asked.

Hermione jumped up and retrieved a book that was sitting on her bedside table. Opening the book to the correct page, she showed Draco the spell and the couple read over the instructions. Once they were satisfied they knew what they were doing, Hermione settled back against the pillows and pulled up her top, revealing her flat stomach.

"You want me to cast the spell?" Draco checked when Hermione didn't get her wand out.

"Yes," Hermione nodded. "Now let's see if you're going to become a Daddy anytime soon."

Following the instructions in the book carefully, Draco pulled out his wand and began casting the spell. The spell formed a yellow orb that floated towards Hermione's stomach. Slowly the orb descended on Hermione, until it looked to have disappeared inside her. Five seconds later the orb started to rise back out of Hermione's body, only this time it wasn't yellow, it was pale blue.

"A boy," Draco whispered in awe as the orb shimmered for a few minutes before disappearing completely. If Hermione had been expecting a girl the orb would have been pink, whereas if she wasn't pregnant at all it would have remained yellow.

"It looks like I'll have to make an appointment with the healers," Hermione remarked as she pulled her top down and sat up.

"I can't believe we're having a baby," Draco said, looking slightly overwhelmed by the news.

"Is it not what you want?" Hermione asked, biting her lip. Personally she was thrilled with the news, but she didn't want her pregnancy to cause problems between them.

"I'm thrilled, it's just a bit of a shock," Draco reassured his wife. "This wasn't what I expected when I came home."

"But you're happy that we're having a baby," Hermione clarified.

"Not just any baby, our son," Draco corrected with a smile. "I may still be a bit stunned, but this is the best news I've ever had. I can't wait to share it with everyone."

"Not so fast," Hermione chuckled, pleased that Draco's nerves had calmed down and he seemed genuinely excited that they were having a baby. "Before we tell anyone, I want to make sure everything is okay. Let's wait until we've seen the healers before we tell a soul."

"I can manage that," Draco promised his wife. "When exactly can we see the healer?"

"I'll book an appointment on Monday," Hermione said. "I'll pop up to the antenatal department during my lunch break."

"Make sure you let me know the second you know when the appointment is," Draco told his wife. "I'm going to be there for you the entire way. I'll be at every appointment, and when you have the baby I'm going to be right at your side."

Hermione laughed at Draco's enthusiasm, knowing he meant every word of it. And sure enough he did, he was at every single hospital appointment with Hermione and when she went into labour he was at her side the entire time as she gave birth to their son, Scorpius Malfoy.

The End.