Here you go guys, the epilogue :) enjoy x

The after story...

Once they graduated, things got a little bit hectic. For Hermione she needed a job, which she found quite easily. Hermione Granger was officially, Healer Hermione Granger. Also she was chief advisor for the department for the regulation and control of magical creatures. And almost immediately made a law to make sure all elves were free, and only worked with pay.
Draco on the other hand didn't get the auror apprenticeship and therefore had to train for 6 months and then take a whole bunch of exams and physical tests, which he passed with flying colours.
For living arrangements, they bought a flat in wizarding London. It was spacious, for the likes of Draco, yet homey for the likes of Hermione.
After 4 years, at the age of 23 they decided to get married. The wedding would take place on the 17th of August, at the shell cottage on the white and glorious beach. However the wedding had an unexpected twist where two characters made their re-entry.

* It was 3 weeks before the wedding, when the bride along with the groom was out to order some flowers.
"Hermione?" the voice was slow and uncertain. Hermione turned around only to look into the honey brown eyes of her mother. First Hermione wasn't sure how to react; she shouldn't be able to recognise her! While the two women stood there frozen, their respective partners came to see what was wrong. Mr. Granger stood there staring too, while Draco stood there confused. Who were these people?
"Mum? Dad. Ummm..." Draco flicked his head to Hermione then her parents. Mrs. Granger burst out crying and ran over to Hermione to pull her in for an enormous hug. A few seconds after Mr. Granger came over too and took the two most important girls in his life, into his arms. Feeling a little shocked and confused Draco started to walk away.
"I'll just give you guys a moment."
He didn't have to give them a moment; they spent the whole day together. Mrs. Granger made, literally dragged, them go to their house. Still a little confused to why there was a blonde haired boy with Hermione; she knew Harry and Ron but who was he?
As they settled down on the sofas Hermione realised she hadn't introduced Draco to them.
"Mum, Dad, I would like you to meet my fiancé; we're getting married on the 17th-"
"What!"
"Wow Hermione! You are only 17!"
"No mum, I'm 23. I was 17 when I placed that memory spell on you."
"Oh."
"Talking about memory spells, you are never to do anything like that on your parent ever again Hermione Jean Granger." Mr. Granger looked at his all grown up daughter. She only did what she thought was right, but she was wrong and therefore should never ever make that mistake again.
"I promise. I just thought it was the best just in case." Mr and Mrs. Granger nodded and turned to Draco.
"So what's your name dear."
"Draco, Draco Malfoy."
Mr. Granger's grew wide while Mrs. Granger stared open mouth. Mr. Granger was the first to act.
"Hermione can we speak to you in the hall."
"Sure."
As soon as Hermione shut the door, her parents pounced on her.
"Hermione! How? This was the boy you used to rant about 24/7."
"You even cried once or twice because of him."
"How did this happen?"
"Whoa, whoa... Calm down."
"How can I calm down? This boy hurt my daughter way too many times! Oh my gosh, honey what happens if that boy put a spell on our Hermione to control her?" Mr Granger stood there working himself up.
"What was it called imp, impe, imp..."
"Imperius curse! And no Draco hasn't put an Imperius curse on me."
"How do you know honey?"
"Because one I wouldn't be able to talk about it and two I know to fight it."
"Ooh."
"Please mum, dad; he's changed. Just give him a chance. For me." the two older Grangers nodded their head.*

And they did give Draco a chance. Mrs. Granger straightway fell for his impeccable manners, gentleman like behaviour and his oh so wonderful charm. However Mr. Granger at first tried to remain distant; his boy hurt Hermione. But it occurred to him, as he watched the blonde make his daughter laugh and blush, that he loved her; he could see it in the blonde's eyes. Plus Draco had impressed him with his knowledge on rugby; Mr. Granger's favourite sport.

And before you knew it, it was the day of the wedding.

The bridesmaids got ready in their powder blue dresses. They were strapless, flowy and full length. It had a gold belt under the bust. The usher's wore tuxedos and ties matching the powder blue of the bridesmaid dresses. The groom wore a different tuxedo and a tie to match the off-white of the bride's dress.

And finally the bride. The dress was off-white and strapless. It had small glittery sequins at the top, becoming less visibly as you went down. It had tight ruffles starting at the hip, which became looser, the further down it went. Leaving a small train to trail behind the stunning dress and the even more stunning bride, who wore natural based makeup and a tiara in her curled messy updo.

*Mr. Granger took Hermione's arm and held it on his, looking over to their destination. They slowly and steadily walked behind the bridesmaids, in time to the soft sound of A thousand years by Christina Perri. They walked up the aisle made out of sand, which had pots of powder blue roses on either side, and towards the circular platform where the priest and Draco stood, powder blue material draping down from the middle to the edge. Blaise, Harry and Theo standing behind Draco, and Luna, Pansy and Ginny stand on the other side.

Hermione look up at Draco and caught his eye, and in return received a wink and thumbs up causing her to blush and look down at the bunch of powder blue roses and white calla lilies, shaped like a teardrop in her hand.

As they reached the end of the aisle, they waited a few seconds for the music to end before Mr. Granger kissed Hermione on the forehead and placed her hand with Draco's. As the bride and groom looked into each other's eyes and smiled, you could hear two mothers start crying. Both of them watching their only child start a new life.

And before you knew it, those important questions arrived.

"Do you Draco Lucius Malfoy wish to take Hermione Jean Granger to be your wedded wife? To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness or in health, to love and to cherish 'till death do you part?"

"I do."

"And do you Hermione Jean Granger wish to take Draco Lucius Malfoy to be your wedded husband? To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness or in health, to love and to cherish 'till death do you part?"

"I do."

"Well then without further ado I pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride."

Draco looked at Mrs. Hermione Malfoy before quietly whispering so that only she could hear.

"My pleasure."

That day was perfect. Everyone danced together, even little Victoire and Teddy, they were the cutest together. Harry twirled around his pregnant wife happily; his dream to have a happy family coming true. Ron held his fiancé close to him; she was all he's ever wanted. He lowered his head and whispered something into her ear causing Lavender to blush. Blaise took hold of Pansy's hand and led her onto the dance floor, wrapping one arm around her small figure the other tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. Theo and Daphne stood there gently swaying to soft music, their arms wrapped around each other and Daphne's head resting against his chest. Luna and Neville weren't dancing; instead they were taking a walk on the beach, their arms links.

And in the middle of it all was Draco and Hermione, Draco's arms wrapped around Hermione's waist while Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him closer. Hermione looked into those icy blue eyes she had fallen for.

"You look absolutely beautiful you know." Hermione just looked down and blushed, even after the million times he's complimented her, and he still manages to make her feel all gushed.

"You don't look that bad yourself." Draco raised one eyebrow.

" I don't look 'that bad'. Is that it?" Hermione looked up at him, determined not to get flustered.

"What would you like me to say then?" She said with a little quirk.

"Hot or dashing or simply so damn sexy?"

"How about hot and dashing and so damn sexy?"

"Much better." Draco put on a smirk before kissing his wife on the lips causing shivers to run down his spine.*

Now our favourite couple are living in a four bedroom house in the outskirts of London. It had a large dining room, two living rooms, a library, a conservatory and a large garden. This is what they had called home for 8 years. They moved here just after they had their second child. That's right children! Two absolutely gorgeous children.

They have a 13 year old boy whose name is Scorpius Orion Malfoy, and an 8 year old daughter named Rose Ann Malfoy. Scoripus looked just like Draco; the same blonde hair and icy blue eyes but had the brain power of Hermione putting him in Ravenclaw. And Rose, well let's say she's 100% Slytherin and a totally daddy's girl, with the thick brown curls and golden brown eyes from Hermione. This was the complete Malfoy family.

*Draco and Hermione both sat down to eat their breakfast.

" Hey honey, Scorpius wrote us a letter."

"Go on then, open it."

Dear Mum and Dad

("Why does the mum always go first!" "Shh Draco, just read it" "Okay okay")

Sorry I haven't wrote in months, I've just been really busy with everything. Guess what dad; I'm officially the new ravenclaw seeker. I guess I did get something from you, not just your looks.

("That's my boy! Seeker and only in second year. Wait he's saying that as if my looks are a bad thing." "No he's not, just shhh and read")

Thanks for the study timetable mum; it's really helping. I've already started revising, like you say mum, it's never too early to start revising.

Um can Albus and Alice come over during the holidays for a bit? Please? I'm sure Harry and Ginny won't mind, and Professor Longbottom and Luna... Please?

Anyways, tell Rosie I said 'Hi' and give her the fizzy serpents I bought her.

Bye

Scorpius

"Well that was short."

"Leave the boy alone, he's probably busy with quidditch practise." Draco pulled Hermione onto his lap.

"No you're just hoping he is." She glared down at him trying to keep her face straight.

"Well there's nothing wrong with me wanted him to play quidditch."

"Yes there is; he won't be revising enough."

"It's only November! The boy's got 6 months till his exams, and it's not even OWLS."

"So?"

"So, it's all good."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No." At that moment Rose ran into the room.

"Daddy! Look Scorp got me some serpents."

"Yes honey." Draco looked over at his daughter's eyes lighting up at the sight of her favourite sweets.

"Don't eat them all at once Rosie."

"Okay I promise." And with that Rose ran out the room with the serpents in her hand. Hermione just sighed fully well knowing that the serpents were going to go faster than a snitch. This was it, her happy family. And it was exactly what she imagined it to be, and if not the same, it was better. Hermione looked at her husband and smiled, receiving an equally happy smile in return.

"We got our happy family Draco."

"Yeah we did." He smiled before kissing her lips tenderly.*

Who would have guessed it; Draco and Hermione? An ex-death eater and a war time heroine. I would have never guessed it, never in a million years.