Author's note: Here's the epilogue. *sniff*.

First, I'd like to thank my wonderful reviewers (In order of you reviewed first. :)) :

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Wow, that's a lot! 39 reviewers! Not as much as my last completed story (which had 55), but that had 33 chapters, while this has 16. :)

Thanks so much everyone, including any new reviewers that I get after the epilogue. You are all amazing! :)

And now, the epilogue, which is based off the first chapter of another one of my stories, "Trust Me", except is in Draco's pov instead of Scorpius'.

I hope you enjoyed the story. :)

Epilogue: Eleven Years Later

1st of September, 2017

Draco's pov

Eleven years go by much too quickly. My son was now eleven years old, almost twelve, and Astoria and I were taking him to King's Cross Station for his first year. "Now, there's no need to worry about what house you're in." I said to him as we walk towards the barrier between platforms nine and ten. "You see Scorpius, we are Malfoys, and Malfoys have been pure-blooded Slytherins for generations. Your Grandfather would be very disappointed in you if you broke the tradition." As ashamed as I was to admit it, it was probably true. Instead of mending the relationship between my father and me as my mother had hoped, it had gotten worse after Scorpius was born. My father was constantly telling me that I wasn't raising Scorpius properly. Meaning, I wasn't telling him that purebloods were superior over other wizards and muggles and mudbloods were scum, but Scorpius heard enough of that from his grandparents. Besides, I didn't appreciate my father telling me how to raise my son, when I didn't even like the way he treated me.

I continued to ramble on, mostly about Slytherin, but I could tell my son was beginning to tune me out, as he has heard this speech from me to many times than he can, I'm sure. Scorpius looks almost identical to how I did at eleven, but personality wise, he is not like me at all. He's very intelligent, like his mother, and as much as I don't like to admit, has plenty of bravery in him as well, much more than I do. This is what scared me.

"But we'll be proud of you no matter what house you're in, right, Draco?" Astoria asked suddenly.

"Absolutely!" I replied, and knew I was telling the truth. Still, that didn't make me less anxious.

As we crashed through the barrier between platforms nine and ten, the look of amazement on Scorpius' face was priceless, something I'll always treasure. As usual, people stared at us as we walked through the crowd, but I kept his head down and attempted to ignore the stares. That was what usually happens when we went out as a family, which wasn't very often. It was because of my past as a death-eater that they stared, and they still did not trust me. Something told me they never would be. What made it worse was that Scorpius was beginning to notice. I think the first time he noticed the staring was when Astoria and I took him to Diagon Alley for his eleventh birthday. Usually, only Astoria would take him to Diagon Alley or Hogsmeade, but this year, he begged him to go with as well. Since I almost always give him what he wants, I agreed.

As we walked the streets of Diagon Alley, people stared at me, and whispered my name to each other with a great amount of dislike. At home, Scorpius asked me about it when I was reading the Daily Prophet, and at my calmest. "Dad?" he asked softly.

"Yes, Scorpius?" I said with a smile as he looked up from his paper.

"Why were people staring at you in Diagon Alley as if you had some sort of disease?"

I hesitated. Did I really want to tell Scorpius about my past? "Sit down, Scorpius." I said finally.

Scorpius did as he was told, and I slowly rolled up his sleeve to reveal my very faded dark mark. "What is that?" my son gasped.

"It's a death mark." I explained with a sigh. "In my sixth year, I became a death eater. Your grandparents were death eaters as well."

Scorpius gasped in surprise, but he couldn't help it. "Really? Why?"

I father sighed again, but time, it was longer, and more depressed. "Because, if I didn't, Vol-… Voldemort would kill me" Right then, I decided that I had had enough for the night. "Please, Scorpius, no more questions for tonight." And with that, he dropped the subject.

We stopped as we got closer to the train. As Scorpius was getting ready to board it, I noticed Harry and Ginny Potter, Ron and Hermione Weasley, and their families standing about forty-five meters away and nodded curtly to them. Of course, my very observant son just had to notice me doing so. "Who are they?" he asked curiously.

"No one of your concern." I replied simply. Scorpius attempted to say goodbye to us quickly, but Astoria just wouldn't let him go. Finally, after he reminded her that the train would leave without him if he didn't go, Scorpius was allowed to board.

"He'll do fine. And it doesn't matter what house he'll in, he's still our son." I said, mostly to reassure myself rather than Astoria.

My wife smiled at me. "I know." She said softly, and rested her head on my shoulder.

And with that, Scorpius was gone, off to Hogwarts. He was growing so fast. Perhaps one day he'd find a girl that would tame his heart just as Astoria tamed mine. She had said that the heart of a dragon was impossible to tame, but she was wrong. She did just that.

Author's note: So that's the end. I hope you enjoyed reading the story as much as I enjoyed writing it. If you want to know what happens to Scorpius, please read my Scorpius/Rose story, "Trust Me", if you haven't already. :)

Also feel free to check out the other stories I'm currently working on, "Always There" and "Wipe Away the Tears". Here are the summaries:

"Always There": Teddy and Victoire have been in love for a long time, but when Victoire makes an unexpected discovery, both of their lives are turned upside down. Now the couple is faced with huge obstacles that will threaten not only their relationship, but their relationship with their family and friends as well. Will their love fall apart or will they only grow closer together? Teddy/Victoire

"Wipe Away the Tears" (a Hunger Games fic): As if being reaped for the Hunger Games wasn't bad enough, Annie Cresta struggles with having to go into arena with her best friend's younger brother and falling for her mentor, Finnick Odair, who has also fallen for her. Even if Annie survives the arena, she and Finnick will have to struggle to find love in a world where the Capitol seems determined for them to be miserable.

~ HogwartsDreamer113

"Maybe it's because a dragon's heart is impossible to tame, and you have the heart of dragon." – Astoria Greengrass :)