Author's Note: Oh my dear readers, this story has been a journey. I know it's taken forever to get to this point, but I just couldn't decide exactly where to take this ending. I hope you're as happy as I am. Thank you for loving on this story so much, and honestly loving me. You've been the best readers I can imagine.

Draco squeezed Hermione's hand tightly as they made their way into the lobby of St. Mungo's. Though they had invited Narcissa to join them as Hermione went in for the tests needed to find out if she was with child, the elder witch had declined. She had stated that it was a private moment between the two of them. And now that Hermione was there, she was thankful that her mother-in-law had declined the invitation.

It wasn't their first time out in public since their very private, and therefore very publicized wedding, and just like the previous time Draco cast a charm around them, one he had created just for Hermione. He had learned quickly how much she hated the attention and the media's constant desire to write stories of her. With her newly mated status, she was especially sensitive to others. His creation was one of the most brilliant spells she had ever seen, it mixed the spells of a shield charm and a disillusionment, with the added bonus of Muffliato. Altogether, it allowed them to walk around without anyone able to eavesdrop on their conversation. Though the general public could see them, the second a camera was pointed in their direction, the shield and disillusionment charm would combine to make the resulting pictures completely blurred. Harry and Pansy had been overjoyed at the spell and now used it every time they went out.

Hermione was still unaccustomed to the somewhat celebrity status she had being both a Malfoy and part of the Golden Trio, the press surrounding her was now almost bearing on stalking, so Draco had thoughtfully arranged an appointment with the best Healer he could find, one that specializes in Alpha and Omega relations. She couldn't but grimace as she watched a reporter tumble from one of the many fireplaces lining one wall of St. Mungo's lobby, and begin pointing the camera in their direction. Clearly, this reporter hadn't gotten the memo about the quality of the pictures.

Ten minutes later, Hermione was sitting on the exam table in her new doctor's office.

"Please lay back, Miss Granger," Healer Medlar said.

"That's MRS Malfoy," Draco said, unable to fight back the growl in his voice.

It wasn't the first time he had had to correct someone, and each time brought a growl to his voice. One that caused delicious goosebumps to form across Hermione's skin. She chuckled and gave him a playful glance as the Healer apologized.

"It's fine, my husband is just very possessive," Hermione said, rolling her eyes.

"As any Alpha would be," the witch added with a small grin. "In all my years working with exclusively with bonded mates, I have yet to meet an Alpha who isn't possessive of their Omega, and that goes both ways, usually."

Hermione nodded, a small smile on her lips.

"Alright Mrs Malfoy, you will feel a tingling sensation in your lower abdomen, that is just the charm working. If it is in any way uncomfortable, please let me know at once."

Hermione grimaced as Draco's hand squeezed her's tighter, as though he was preparing for possible pain to his own body. Hermione knew it had to do with the witch across from him, raising a wand over her own body.

"I promise it's completely safe, Mr Malfoy, but in some woman can be an uncomfortable sensation, especially when there is no presence of a child," the Healer said. With a flick of her wrist, they watched a haze of lavender smoke fall over Hermione's abdomen, before seeping underneath her exposed skin.

Hermione adjusted her position as soon as the tingles began, she understood how some woman might find it slightly uncomfortable, but there was no pain. The spell lasted for only thirty seconds before the vapors rose back out of her body and began to morph into a defined shape, one that Hermione didn't recognize.

Healer Medlar's face gave nothing away as the smoke contorted onto itself a few times and then vanished.

Hermione gazed at the older witch, trying not to impatiently demand answers.

"Well Mrs Malfoy, you are indeed with child, well I should say children. It's twins, and I can tell you the gender if you wish," the Healer was now smiling at Hermione, unaware of the increase in Hermione's heart rate as they finally received the answer they had waited three weeks for.

Hermione turned her brown eyes onto Draco's grey and couldn't help but smile at the tightness around his eyes. She knew he was fighting his own emotions, in favor of waiting for Hermione to react.

Before either one of them could speak, the Healer continued, "Both look very healthy, you had said that you had recently mated as well? Which might account for the twins, it's rather uncommon in mated pairs except in the instances of mating for more than one child to be conceived."

Healer Medlar finally looked up, though she had almost been entirely forgotten by Hermione and Draco as they continued to stare at each other. Smiling, she excused herself and walked out of the room.

"Say something," Draco said, his voice low, and Hermione could hear the plea in his words.

Hermione remained silent for a moment, unsure of how to phrase her next words. Unable to articulate what she wanted, she reached for him and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling herself up until she was flush against his body.

"Hermione, are you upset?" Draco whispered against her ear.

Hermione reacted to his thoughts before she could really think through what she needed to say, as she shook her head.

Draco pulled back from her, "Are you happy?"

Hermione nodded, now very sure of what she wanted to say, "We're having a baby - well babies."

Draco's expression morphed immediately, changing from concern to pure happiness in a moment. "You're happy." He grasped her again, pulling her to him. His touch both fierce and gentle.

They held each other for a few minutes as the news settled on both of them.

"We're going to have to get a bigger place," Draco said when they finally pulled apart.

Hermione nodded, "So do we find out what they are?" She looked down at her abdomen and placed a soft hand over where the tingling had just been a few minutes prior.

"If you want," Draco said, and though he said it calmly, Hermione could see a different type of desire in his eyes.

They left the room and went to find Healer Medlar. She was sitting in her office across the hallway from the exam room.

"Healer Medlar," Hermione said, knocking lightly on her open door.

"Yes, Mrs Malfoy," the witch said, looking up from her paperwork that she was filling out.

"We'd like to know," Hermione said.

The Healer smiled broadly, "Girls, two girls."

Hermione heard Draco gasp and turning to her husband, she asked, "What's wrong?"

"You've changed everything, you brilliant witch."

Hermione didn't have a chance to ask him what he meant before he grasped her tightly and spun them on the spot. His lips meeting hers, treating her to one of her favorite sensations.

Arriving back in their flat, she looked at him and asked, "What do you mean?"

"You're going to make so many people happy, particularly mum and dad. They tried for a second child for years, but Malfoys aren't known for multiple children or having girls. You've brought a whole new brilliant legacy to the Malfoys. If these brilliant babies are anything like you, well, the Malfoy name will never be the same."

Hermione couldn't stop the wetness that gathered in the corners of her eyes, "I love you."

"I love you so much, Hermione, I can't believe you're mine."

The End