A/N: Hey Peeps..Thanks for the reviews! I'm sad to say that this is the end for Rolling in the deep. I can't possibly go any further than this. And if I did it would probably be all lemon and no juice…hehehe…Once again thank for the reviews…ENJOY

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Epilogue

Let's go to a place only lovers go
To a spot that we've never known
To the top of the clouds we're floating away yeah
Ooh this feels so crazy
Oh this love is blazing
Baby we're so high
Walking on cloud 9
-John Legend-

"You stepped on a crack you married a rat!" A tiny voice yelled.

"I'm sure your mother would not like being compared to a rat." Hermione teased looking down at where the voice came from.

The little girl giggled.

Lyra Cairo Black-Granger was Hermione's heart and the four year old knew it. Physically Lyra was almost exactly like Narcissa, just a smaller version. Pale with blue eyes and one very aristocratic nose. Astonishingly, she had curly blonde hair. Her character however, was all her own.

Lyra voiced her dislike whenever Narcissa would dress her in a dress and have tea parties with her. Instead she would run to Hermione and beg her to take her outside. She loved getting dirty in the backyard. And much to Narcissa's dismay Hermione couldn't deny their daughter almost nothing.

The little girl was clever. She already knew how to read and spell most words. Every evening after dinner she and Hermione would read and she would learn new words to spell and pronounce. It was Narcissa the little girl would go to if she wanted to know anything about magic. Hermione made it that way to make Narcissa feel as though she was included in their daughter's education. Though Hermione nearly exploded when Narcissa accidently uttered the words crucio curse and then had to launch into an explanation for the inquisitive four year old.

In Hermione's opinion she could not be happier. It was seven years ago when her and Narcissa started seeing each other. A year later they split up. And it was eight months after their reconciliation they announced their engagement to the wizardry world, after buying a house together. People were shocked but the couple only cared about what those who were close to them thought. The Weaselly family except for Ronald welcomed Narcissa with open arms. And they were very surprised about Harry and Ginny knowing before anyone else. Draco still called addressed Hermione as Granger but he no longer held any malice toward her.

Their wedding was a private affair with close friends and family. The honey moon was a cruise on the Nile River. They had such a memorable time in Egypt they gave that country's capital as a middle name to their daughter. Narcissa insisted that they follow the Black family tradition of naming their baby after a constellation.

Hermione remembered the strain on the marriage it took to have a baby. She fell pregnant twice and lost both babies in miscarriage. She felt like a failure. Narcissa did not know what to do until Ginny suggested that she get pregnant. After all, she had been successful with Draco.

Hermione would always be grateful to her wife for giving her their child. Watching Narcissa grow round with their baby made Hermione more protective than ever before. Hermione insisted that she do the cooking, cleaning and laundry. At first she had done it the muggle way until Narcissa reached her third trimester. The brunette who was still working full time did not want to waste a moment with the blonde and on more than one occasion she would utter a spell to clean the house. She and Narcissa would constantly argue about the blonde not being allowed to do anything but read, watch tv ,eat, shower and go to the toilet. The blonde argued that it would do her body good if she could go for a walk in a park. And when that did not work, she would pout. Hermione would roll her eyes and say 'only if I come with you.'

As the pregnancy furthered Hermione and Narcissa noticed that the baby was of magical ability. Whenever Hermione would read to Narcissa's belly a soft light would illuminate Narcissa. Whenever Narcissa was angry or in a fit of tears bright red sparks would shot from her belly. One time Hermione had to dodge a red spark that burnt Narcissa's 15th century painting. From that moment on Hermione tried very hard not to upset Narcissa in the fear of their growing baby's wrath.

And then when Hermione held Lyra in her arms for the first time it was a special moment for the curly haired witch. Tears of happiness welled in her eyes as two little blue eyes stared at her. In that moment the bookworm finally understood the meaning of love at first sight.

Shaking the memories away Hermione moved one shopping bag to her other hand.

"Come on baby, we should hurry home. Mummy is cooking dinner." Hermione said holding her hand out.

"And then for dessert can I have chocolate ice-cream?" Lyra asked nicely, fluttering her blonde lashes up at her Mum.

"Of course you can." Hermione smiled. "But you must eat your dinner first."

They walked a further two blocks before reaching the stairs to the house. Once inside Lyra raced into the kitchen calling Narcissa.

"Mummy!" Lyra ran to Narcissa who was standing over the stove top stirring something that smelt like Bolognese sauce.

"Hello sweetie." Narcissa giggled as the four year old hugged her leg.

Hermione stood at the kitchen door just watching her wife and their daughter. She could spend an entire day just observing Narcissa and Lyra interact with each other. And every time she did see precious moments like that, her heart would turn over. Both blonde's gave her everything she would ever need.

She walked forward and placed both shopping bags on the bench and closed in on Narcissa. Somehow the older witch had not aged. She looked as youthful as she had ever been. And dressed in grey sweat pants and a white tank top, she could not be more appealing in that instant than if she was wearing a ball gown.

Hermione snaked a hand around Narcissa's waist and kissed her on the side of the head.

"I trust that you stuck to the shopping list I gave you." Narcissa teased.

Hermione laughed and kissed her again.

"If you wanted me to stick to the list then you shouldn't have sent your daughter with me." Hermione whispered in the blonde's ear.

Lyra broke away from Narcissa and looked up at her parents.

"Oh my daughter now." Narcissa nearly laughed. "She wasn't mine when her kindergarten teacher informed us of her high intelligence quotient."

"She's definitely your daughter when it comes to her uncanny ability to get me to do nearly anything for her, even if it means I get into trouble over it." Hermione smiled.

Narcissa smirked.

"Mummy!" Lyra said getting the attention of her parents.

"I get to have chocolate ice-cream for dessert." The little girl said smugly.

"Is that right?" Narcissa said and raised her eyebrow at Hermione.

"Yes Mum said that I can but I have to eat all of my dinner first." Lyra smiled.

Eyes still held to Narcissa, Hermione said. "Like I said she's your daughter."

After dinner the family followed their usual routine. Hermione and Narcissa would clean up. Lyra would go into her part of the library and choose a book. When the cleaning up was finished the three would sit in the living room while Lyra would read her chosen book. Afterward, Narcissa would bath Lyra while Hermione prepared the little witch's bedtime milk. And together Narcissa and Hermione would tuck their daughter into her bed and read until the little blonde fell asleep.

Much later that night Narcissa walked into their bedroom to find Hermione sitting on the edge of their bed starring into thin air. Concerned she went and stood in front of the brunette and caressed her cheek.

"Is something bothering you my love?" Narcissa asked.

Hermione looked up and smiled.

"No. Not at all." She said wrapping her arms around Narcissa's thighs and pulling her between her legs. "I was just thinking about how grateful I should be to Ginny and Harry."

Narcissa ran her fingers through Hermione's mass of wild curls. "Why should you be grateful to the Potters?"

Hermione kissed Narcissa's belly and mumbled into something.

"Sorry I missed that." Narcisaa giggled.

"If they didn't get hot and flustered for each other that night at the Leaky Cauldron and leave when they did." Hermione looked up. "I would not have spoken to you."

Narcissa cocked her head to the side as Hermione carried on.

"I'm just grateful to them because I wouldn't have you or Lyra."

Narcissa smiled.

"Then show me just how grateful you are to have me in your life." Narcissa teased and then moaned when Hermione wetly kissed her clit, soaking a patch on her sweats.

Hermione broke away and then quickly explained herself to Narcissa.

"We should probably put a silencing charm on the room. Especially after what happened the last time."

Narcissa giggled at the memory and let Hermione say the spell before pushing her down on the bed.

That's it peeps..finito, kuamutu, finished..what did ya's think?