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September 22, 2003 Rame Head, Torpoint, England - Polhawn Fort

Hermione sighed, taking in the sight of the green hills in sharp contrast with the blue ocean through the window. They'd chosen a Napoleonic fort for the venue of the wedding. Hermione loved the look of the stone walls against the backdrop of green. She supposed she was feeling a bit nostalgic for Hogwarts. The fort was a lovely venue, and it even functioned as a hotel, so it had been the perfect venue.

The months after Draco had proposed had been a blur. She'd started her new job, which actually allowed her to get a decent amount of sleep at night, since she wasn't allowed to get overtime. Draco had finished his Healer training and was now in charge of training other Healers in memory charms, specifically, Amplificare Commemini.

Hermione had asked Ginny to be her Matron of Honor, to which she immediately said yes, though they'd had to wait until the last minute to buy her dress, as she was in her second trimester and clothes had a habit of not fitting. They'd opted for a flowy blue chiffon style for both her, and Luna, Hermione's other bridesmaid.

Draco had surprised Hermione when he asked Harry to be his best man. Harry accepted immediately; Draco had made his wedding perfect, and Harry would use the opportunity to return the favor. Blaise was a little put off by it at first, but he came to reason soon enough, and accepted Draco's request to be his other groomsman.

Draco and Hermione had talked about the size of the wedding and decided they wanted it to be an intimate affair. Family and close friends. Of course, the Weasleys were considered family, and most of the Order would be invited, due to Hermione. They still managed to fill the room to bursting. Hermione stood in the hall outside the hall where everyone in the wedding party was gathered. They had just seated the last guest and were preparing to begin the ceremony. Hermione looked at her best friend, and he reached out and squeezed her hand.

"You look beautiful, Hermione. I promise, he'll have eyes for no one but you." He murmured. That seemed to be the encouragement that she'd needed as she hugged her mother, then Narcissa, and even Lucius squeezed her briefly before Blaise offered his arm to Narcissa. He opened the door and led Narcissa to her seat on the front row, Lucius following after with a proud smile firmly in place. Once Blaise had returned to the hall, Harry offered his arm to Jean, leading her to her seat as well before retreating again. Hermione heard the crowd's voices drop as, she assumed, Draco took his spot at the front of the hall. Her heart started pounding as the music began and Blaise, Luna on his arm, began down the aisle. Richard Granger held Hermione's hand, a show of support and that he knew exactly how she was feeling. Harry and Ginny were walking down the aisle now, and Teddy shortly after. Teddy was to hand Harry the rings and return to Andromeda in the second row. Once he was seated, the music changed and little Victoire pranced down the aisle, dropping little blue rose petals that matched the ones in Hermione's blue and white bouquet. She straightened her dress once more. It was a corseted, white gown with flowing chiffon skirts that billowed out from her waist. She felt like a princess as her father lifted her veil over her face and offered her his arm.

"Deep breaths, 'Mione. I've got you." He whispered as he fixed his eyes forward. She could hear the emotion in his voice. Suddenly she was facing forward in this bright room, draped with white, and a hundred people were standing, watching her. But she didn't see any of them. She only saw one. A devilishly handsome blonde, his hair pulled back loosely, in a grey tux with baby blue accents. Her eyes found his and she found herself floating down the aisle towards him. She vaguely recalled her father lifting her veil and placing her hand in Draco's. She stumbled over the vows, repeating them to the best of her ability, but when had speaking gotten so hard? And when had she started crying? She placed Draco's ring with shaking hands, and he did the same. And suddenly, her world flipped as Draco swept her into a dramatic dip as he kissed her. It was dizzying, chaotic, a swirl of lights and sounds and colors. It was perfect. Her life was perfect with him in it. She felt whole, complete.

Well, almost complete.

July 31, 2013 Ottery St. Catchpool, Devon, England - The Burrow

"This is where we come in, isn't it, Uncle Ron?" Scorpius asked. Ron nodded, a knowing grin on his face.

"Yes, indeed. Your parents lived without children for over a year, not for lack of trying, from what I've heard-"

"Ronald!" His wife, Astoria, scolded.

"Are you telling my children wild stories again?" Draco asked, coming in through the back door, Hermione in tow. They'd had to work a little later than usual at St. Mungo's that day. Ordinarily, Narcissa would have had the kids, as it was summer vacation, but she had dropped them off at the Burrow that evening as it was Harry's birthday.

"He was telling us how you met Aunt Hermione, Uncle Draco." James II said, excitedly.

"Did you really invent that Amplifi- whatever spell just for Grandma and Grandad Granger, Dad?" Rose asked, her eyes bright. Draco chuckled and nodded.

"Sure did. And it's helped a great many people since then." He said, sitting on the couch wearily. Draco hadn't changed much except for a slightly receding hairline. Hermione looked exactly the same as the day they were married, give or take a few smile lines. Around them sat their, albeit, adoptive, nieces and nephews. In the Weasley household, Draco and Hermione were as much an aunt and uncle as any of Molly's other children. In fact, Rose and Scorpius knew Molly and Arthur as Grandma Molly and Grandpa Arthur.

Ron, it seemed, was held responsible for the entertainment of the younger children. His son, Hugo, sat in his lap, while Lily, James, Albus, Rose, Scorpius, Molly II, Lucy, Fred II, Roxanne, and Louis sat in various states around the living room. The older children, Teddy, Victoire, and Dominique, were nowhere to be found. Draco figured they were probably off trying to figure out how to get into some sort of trouble. Teddy had a knack for it as much as his godfather had. That thought was disproven, though, when Draco felt and lanky arm draped around his neck. Teddy, sporting black hair and green eyes and looking remarkably like Harry, minus the glasses, of course, was sitting on the arm of the couch.

"Hey there, old man. How's work?" Teddy asked.

"Exhausting. Training fresh-from-Hogwarts hires always is." Draco sighed. "What have you been getting into, Teddy? You're face has 'I have a plan' written all over it." Draco said, suspiciously.

"I was wondering if you'd referee us in a game of quidditch? Uncle Harry told me about how you used to play as a Seeker for Slytherin."

"Again with the stories. Did it ever occur you that I like my privacy?" Draco spat, looking over to Harry who sat on the other side of the living room.

"Sorry, mate, you lost that privilege when you signed up to be part of this family." Ron teased.

"Tell you what, Teddy," Draco said, "I'm going to get our old backyard team together. If I win, Harry will referee your game. If he wins, I will. Deal, Harry?" Draco asked.

"Deal." The men stood up, heading outside where the rest of the adults were sitting at the picnic table. Hermione watched the men go, the children trailing after them, and smiled before following them.

She loved her family. There was never a dull moment with all the personalities. She smiled as she realized she wanted it to stay like this forever. She wanted to keep her family around for as long as possible. But she knew that wasn't how the world worked. So she settled for knowing that they were safe.

Draco and Hermione had published Armand Malfoy's notes for the Amplificare charm, as well as their own research notes, live test results, and letters of acceptance as spells, in a book of which only five copies were made. The first was tucked away in the Malfoy Manor library. The second was donated to the alchemy section of the Department of Mysteries library. The third was sent to the restricted section at Hogwarts. And the last two, Draco and Hermione were saving for a special occasion.

When Rose and Scorpius finished school, they planned to give them both a copy of the book and tell them about Armand Malfoy. About how he protected his entire family. About how family is what truly matters. And most importantly, how no matter how lonely you are, no matter how hard life may seem, there's always someone who cares.

A/N: So. It's done. My first fully-fledged, novel-length work. Thanks to everyone who's stuck through this emotional roller coaster with me. I'm pretty emotional about this, as this has taken nearly a month to get out of my brain and onto the page. I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Until the next fic,

Caseyrochelle