Chapter 33- Epilogue

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Three Years Later-

"Hermione, where did you get to?" Draco wandered around the Burrow. Even after three years he was still a bit uncomfortable at the Burrow without his wife. He finally found her sitting in the living-room with Ginny and Pansy, giggling. Hermione turned at hearing him enter. As he did, so did Harry, Ron, and Blaise. Hermione smiled, looking straight at her husband.

"Hey Draco, I was about to come look for you, I needed to talk to you." The other two girls had huge grins on their faces.

"What is it?" Hermione walked up to him, she stood on tip-toe to whisper in his ear.

"We are going to have to move from our apartment into that house you inherited." Draco looked confused.

"Why would we do that?" Hermione giggled.

"Because our apartment is hardly large enough, we need three bedrooms minimum at this point." Draco still didn't get it.

"And what would we need three for?"

"Well, one for our bedroom, one for a guestroom, and one for the nursery of course!" Draco just stared at her.

"Wait, you aren't…are you…you are…you mean…" He stuttered, trying to get out what he meant to say. Hermione whispered in his ear again.

"I'm pregnant. You are going to make a great dad." Draco released the breath he had been holding. Then he came to life. He picked her up and spun her around, kissing her as he did so. He was grinning from ear to ear. He turned to the other boys in the room.

"I'm going to be a dad." They smiled. Ginny and Harry had one son already, and Blaise and Pansy had a daughter. Ron and Luna had only gotten married the past year, so they did not have any children yet. Draco looked at Hermione again.

"I can't believe we are going to be parents!" He kissed her again. "This is fantastic news!" Hermione smiled, glad that he thought so too. "Wait, did you tell the girls before you told me!?" Hermione just gave him a guilty smile. He frowned but he couldn't keep it up, he was too happy. He kissed her again before sitting on the couch and hugging her to him. Their lives were going so perfectly, he was so thankful.

Twelve Years Later-

"Bye hun. You take care and make sure you owl us at least once a week. Don't be mean to anyone, make friends, do well in school, don't get in trouble, or at least not too much trouble…" Hermione was rambling and she knew it, but she was just so nervous. Scorpius just looked at her.

"Mom, I'm going to be fine, relax." His father laughed.

"Your mom is just worried about you because she loves you, we both do." Draco watched as his son rolled his eyes, eager to just get on the train. Draco bent down to be eye to eye with his son.

"Now remember, if you aren't in Slytherin I will disown you, beat the Weasley and Potter kids at everything, and above all else, don't tease any girls, you never know who you might end up with." Scorpius nodded, accepting all he had to say.

"Draco!" Hermione glared at him. "Now Scorpius, don't listen to your father, he's a pig." Draco scoffed at that. "You can be in whatever house you want and we will both still love you. Obviously I would love it if you were in Gryffindor, but Ravenclaw is great as well, clearly I like Slytherin, and Hufflepuff has its good qualities too. Just be yourself and be nice to Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny's and Uncle Ron and Aunt Luna's children, as well as Uncle Blaise and Aunt Pansy's kids. You will be great. We love you." She kissed him on his cheek; he quickly wiped it off, looking around to see if anyone had seen that. "Now go get on the train, you don't want to be late." He quickly hugged his mom and dad, and then he ran off and hopped on the train. He found a compartment and waved out the window. Hermione saw Ron and Luna's daughter Arianna come in and sit next to him. Hermione waved to her and she waved back. Then the train pulled away, sped up, and was gone. She turned to her husband.

"I can't believe he's gone." Draco laughed.

"You will once we go pick up Asterope, Sarin and Caleb from my mother. You are far from childless, and we will still have no free time." Hermione laughed as she was reminded that she had a nine year old daughter, six year old son, and three year old daughter. There was still a lot of work to be done. She smirked at her husband.

"Well, your mother never said when we had to come pick them up, and you know my mother is over there helping out, so it can't be that much of a hassel. How about we just pick them up in an hour or two? We could have some time alone before being taken over by children again?" Draco smirked in return.

As they walked off the platform, they waved at their friends, who they saw starting to leave again. Hermione smiled, wondering how she got so lucky, to have such great friends, amazing children, and the most wonderful husband a woman could ask for. She knew he felt the same way about her. They smiled at each other before holding hands as disapperating home.

Fin.

AN: So, that's the epilogue. Please review.