This is the fixed verision b/c I had a dead guy in the last one.

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Christmas Morning, you think of kids waking up at the crack of dawn racing down stairs to open presents. It found Aunt 'Moine and Dad making their way slowly to the Great Hall…

"Are you going to be ok?" Hermione asked.

"As good as I can get right now. Do you think he'll still have me?" Harry asked.

"Harry that boy tried to drown himself in Vodka for almost a month pinning away for you. He loves you, now I would like to have at lest one good day to remember from this holiday." Hermione said pushing open the Great Hall doors. Harry and Hermione's eyes widened at the sight of the Great Hall looking like a Norman Rockwell painting. With a tree standing in a corner with presents piled under it, stocking hung filled with treats from the fireplace mantel and a dog lazing in front of the fire.

"Oh my god," Hermione said awed and walked forward to sit on one of the couches. Harry fallowed her while watching as Snuffles woke up and started to bark. Soon the rest of inhabitants of Hogwarts castle that Christmas began to show up in the great hall.

Molly Weasley ran to hug Harry and Hermione as the rest of the Weasley brood took seats. Draco was the last to show up in the Great Hall where the last seat happened to be by Harry.

Harry looked up at him his eyes starting to fill with tears and patted the seat next to him. Draco took the offer and sat in the seat. They turned to each other and started to speak, "I'm sorry."

"Draco you have nothing to be sorry about, I do."

"Harry if my father hadn't made that stupid contract this never would have happened."

"Draco, I should have stood by you and helped to figure out how to get you out of this mess."

"Harry, I didn't even think of anything to do, thank Christine and Terry. They were the ones to figure it all out."

"Draco next time anything like this happens I'm sticking to you like glue." Harry said and hugged his boyfriend tightly.

"Nothing is going to keep us apart and Harry?" Draco said.

"What is it, Draco?" Harry asked.

"What's glue?" Draco asked, as Harry and many of the other muggle raised students laughed. The tension in the room broke and Dumbledore (dressed as Santa Clause) handed out presents to his children.

Ah, good friends, family that is what Christmas is all about. The love that was in the air after dad and father got back together was sickening. As the weeks went on New Years and Valentine's Day passed before Harry and Draco were pulled out of their love hazy to study for N.E.W.Ts by Hermione. Which we swear she got most of her gray hairs from March until June…

"Harry, are you two studying?" Hermione yelled pounding on the door to Harry and Draco's room.

"Yes, Hermione we are studying." Harry yelled back trying to keep from laughing as Draco kissed his stomach.

"I don't mean each other!" Hermione said.

"Granger, go away we are studying." Draco said lifting his head.

"Right and I am the Queen mother. Now get out here, dressed and come with me to the library." Hermione said tapping her toe.

"Should we go out there or put a silencing spell on the door?" Draco whispered.

"Draco we do that and she will know we aren't studying. Spring Break is coming up maybe we could go away for a few days." Harry said climbing out of Draco's bed.

"You're right, why do we even keep two beds now?" Draco asked getting out of bed as well.

"I don't know tradition?" Harry said while getting dressed. Quickly they were dressed and ushered to the library while Hermione scolded the two for putting off studying till the last minuet. Draco rolled his eyes as Harry laughed softly at Hermione's rant. They spent the better part of the afternoon in the library in silence until Hermione said, "Blaise and I have picked a wedding date."

"Why didn't you tell us sooner when is it?" Draco whispered.

"June twelfth, the same date as my parents." Hermione said.

"That's good, are you having a muggle wedding or a wizarding one?" Harry asked completely thrilled for his friend.

"A muggle one," Hermione said with a smile.

"That's great in a church or outside?" Harry asked.

"Outside, it's going to be a traditional Jewish wedding." Hermione said

"I didn't know you were Jewish." Harry said.

"My dad is Jewish and my mum is Lutheran, so I get to celebrate Chrismukkah." Hermione said proudly.

"What the hell is Chrismukkah?" Draco asked.

"Put Christmas and Chanukah together and you get Chrismukkah." Hermione said.

"Ok now what is Chanukah?" Draco asked. Hermione then went into a longwinded story about how the temple in Jerusalem was rededicated and they only had enough oil to light the holy light source for a day but the oil lasted eight days, which had Draco nodding off in the middle if it. Harry had to nudge him awake before Hermione noticed. He fell off his chair startled out of his nap.

"You feel asleep didn't you?" Hermione asked.

"Sorry," Draco said rubbing his bum.

"Go you two you studied enough today." Hermione said with a smile and waved them off. Harry and Draco left quickly and left Hermione to her studying.

Spring Break came and went with Dad and Father spending it alone in Cancun, Mexico as a gift from Narcissa. April washed away into May bringing new life and a sad ending to a chapter of the Seventh years lives…

"I would like to welcome you all to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Dumbledore said to students and family members who had gathered in the Quidditch Pitch, "These students are some of the most special group of young men and women to have walked the halls of Hogwarts. They fought through many things and haven seen much, but in the end they persevered through and came out on top. I will miss having these students walking the halls here at Hogwarts. Before I get too sentimental, I turn the time over to our highest achieving student in fifty years Miss Hermione Granger."

"Thank you Headmaster," Hermione said looking back to the old man, "When Professor Dumbledore asked me to give one of today's speeches I was honored beyond belief and also a little nervous as to how the student population would take to my speech. I then spoke with my housemates and they made me relies something; the school I walked into seven years ago is not the same school I walk out of today. It is a school with deep ties to not just your house but to each other as students."

"My class I have to say didn't have the most traditional schooling Hogwarts has ever seen. I wouldn't trade a moment of it for that traditional school. You never knew which teacher was trying to kill your best friend or what adventure lay around the corner. I will deeply miss this great school and its many interesting people."

"I was given one question to answer by the headmaster and that is 'What was so special about your time at Hogwarts?' I can answer this in one word, love, the love of two friends who saved me from a troll in our first year to love of my soon-to-be husband. Love was the best and hardest lesson I had to learn here but I passed it with flying colors like I did with all my classes." Hermione said smiling at the laugh it got out of her soon-to-be former classmates,

"A word of advice to all of you, "Always mistrust a subordinate who never finds fault with his superior. John Churton Collins." Thank you and I wish you all the best of luck in all that you do. It's only ten years until the class reunion." Hermione said and took her seat with tears in her eyes.

"That was a beautiful speech Miss Granger. I would like to welcome our next speaker who has asked me not to name all his titles as in his words "We'll be here till my children graduate." So I introduce Mr. Harry Potter," Dumbledore said as the stadium filled with cheers.

"Thank you, Headmaster, I have a short speech. So we can get our diplomas and get out of here because I know someone is throwing the Graduation bash. I walked into the wizarding world only six years ago on my eleventh birthday. I knew nothing of who I was. So you can say I was in culture shock and have been for most of my life here. I finally came to terms with who I am only a short time ago. I am Harry James Potter, The boy who lived, the heir of Gryffindor, the man who triumphed over dark, Merlin of first class, protector of all, and Voted by the class of 1998 Most likely to become a Professional Quidditch player." Harry said and sat down with a thunderous applauds.

"Thank you Harry, I have one more thing before I let the Heads of house pass out the diplomas. I will not be returning to Hogwarts in the fall I have decided to retire along with Minerva McGonagall Head of Gryffindor, and Filius Flitwick Head of Ravenclaw. With all our combined years here at Hogwarts equals to two-hundred thirty-three years as students, teachers, and heads of houses. I taught both Minerva and Filius in school, I knew when they became my equals I should have retired. I speak for all three of us when I say thank for all the good years here at Hogwarts. I am proud to announce that the next Headmaster will be none other than Severus Snape his headmistress will be Pomona Sprout. I give them both my deepest wish to continue the work that they have done for the school and me." Dumbledore said sitting down in a flurry of whispers.

Ron leaned over to Harry and whispered, "I'm glad we are graduating. I'm sorry for Ginny, her last year is going to be hell." which had Harry laughing quietly. The handing out of the diplomas went quickly as Gryffindor went first in alphabetical order and on through Unity where Blaise was the last to receive his.

"I give you the graduating class of 1998," Dumbledore said clapping as the class threw their hats into the air.

Aunt 'Moine's wedding day, the flowers, the cake, the dress and the joys of planning a wedding while studying for N.E.W.Ts, not the best idea on the planet. Uncle Blaise was the funniest of the group to get married that summer.

"Take this thing off right this minuet!" Blaise yelled at his groom's men pointing at the ball and chain on his leg.

"Should we take it off guys?" Draco questioned.

"Well, we should as he is going to be getting married in ten minuets." Harry said.

"Oh alright," Draco said and vanished the ball and chain.

"Thanks a lot you two!" Blaise said with a smile.

"That's what we're here for," Harry said smiling.

"I can do this, I can do this," Blaise started to chant as he paced inside the Slytherin common room. A knock was heard on the door and Blaise Uncle stuck his head in and said, "It's time." Blaise walked stiffly to the chuaph. To Blaise the ceremony went by quickly and before he knew it he was stomping on the glass to the yells of 'Mazel Tov'.

My Parents were married later in the summer surprising everyone by having a quiet wedding in Italy with only Sirius, Remus and Narcissa to witness it. Which pissed off Grandma Molly, soon she got over her displeasure with them and found out that they had adopted me and twin sister. Lily Ann and Narcissa Molly we call her daffodil.

Ron and Pansy had their twins a boy and a girl Arthur William & Molly Rose.

Terry and Gabby had that summer a daughter Isabella.

At almost twenty years after these events took place my Grandmother Molly has thirty grandchildren; Ron & Pansy, two boys and two girls, Fred and Padma three sets of twins, three girls and three boys, George and Parvati have four girls and three boys with one on the way, and Bill & Fleur have four girls and four boys. Charlie has yet to get married, to the great displeasure from his mum.

My sister and I were not the last children my parents adopted we have three brothers James Jr. (J.J.), Sirius Jr., and Remus (scary thing is Remus Jr. is also a werewolf). Hopefully Father can talk dad into adopting one more girl to make it even.

Aunt Hermione and Uncle Blaise have three children Chris, Donovan, and Lena.

My Aunt Gabby had one more child a boy they named Valintino as his birthday is on Valentine's Day.

Aunt Mandy married a Spaniard and have a daughter Jackie.

Aunt Susan, Hannah, and Uncle Justin are single with no children. Justin is just waiting for Seamus to pop the question.

Before I forget Uncle Severus a.k.a Headmaster and Aunt Christine have two children both girls and my cohorts in crime. Kim and Justine the unholy three were called.

That's the story of how my parents…wait…my family was formed.