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Three Years Have Passed Since The War Ended	By : cpetnm Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 16830 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A.N.- This is the end! I write for myself, but the reviews and good ratings were a wonderful bonus. So, thank you.

“How are you feeling, Hermione?” Ginny asked her friend. Hermione looked every bit like a glowing, happy mother-to-be.

“You know how it is towards the end of the pregnancy. This little one moves all night, too.”

Ginny and Hermione were enjoying their monthly lunch date. Molly was watching the Potter children: James, Albus, and Lily. After James was born, Ginny had suffered a long bout of post-partum depression. Along with Molly and Arthur, Hermione and Draco had helped take care of baby James at least twice a week until he was about seven months old. Draco was James’ favorite uncle. In fact, Draco was a favorite uncle to all the Potter and Weasley children. Now, ten years later, the Potter and Weasley children would regularly enjoy sleepovers at the Malfoy home.

But now the Malfoy home had its own children. After four years of marriage, Draco and Hermione welcomed Carina Malfoy. She had been a delightful, chubby baby. Carina resembled her mother, but had her father’s fair coloring. When Draco had shown a picture of Carina to his mother, she had wept. She bitterly regretted her choice to support pure-blood supremacy. Her granddaughter was proof positive that all magical people could beautifully and blessedly intermingle. When Draco talked about Carina, Narcissa could see that his daughter was truly the apple of his eye.

“Is Draco excited about having another baby in the house? You two waited a long time for this baby.” Ginny had grown to love Draco like another brother. He could be acerbic and awkward at times, but he was family now. Harry and Draco could be found discussing Quidditch or fatherhood, with a beer in hand, on a regular basis.

“We’re both excited. Carina’s thrilled that she’ll no longer be an only child. She’s been helping us get the baby’s nursery ready.” Hermione took a sip of her lemonade.

“I meant to tell you we saw your new book at Flourish & Blotts. The Muggle Studies curriculum really needed help. I bet Professor McGonagall loves having you work with Hogwarts to update the textbooks.” Ginny was proud of Hermione. She had been stuck in a rut after the war, but had been able to move from her depressing library job to writing full time. Hermione had written five textbooks which had received glowing reviews from students and teachers alike.

“It still amazes me that my books have been published. How are Ron and Cassandra dealing with Edward going to Hogwarts this year? I can’t believe he’s already eleven.”

Ginny laughed. “Professor McGonagall hired Ron to teach flying and manage Quidditch, so Ron will get to see Edward regularly. Cassandra’s thrilled that Ron will have a more regular schedule now.”

“I didn’t know that. I’m glad Ron’s not playing for the Cannons anymore. Last season was so hard on him, with that terrible fall.” Hermione shuddered. Ron had broken his leg, two ribs, his collarbone and his wrist. Even with the aid of wizarding medicine, he had been out of action for the remainder of the season.

“Mum! Look what Daddy got me,” trilled an exuberant Carina Malfoy. Hermione looked up to see Draco trailing the small blond, smiling at his daughter’s excitement. Carina showed her mum a training wand from Weasleys’ Wizarding Weezes.

“Show Mum what you can do,” Draco said to his daughter.

Carina muttered a spell and a small pink rose petal appeared.

“Carina, you’re a natural! You’ll have to show me more at home,” Hermione said to her daughter. Carina tried to sit on her mum’s ever-shrinking lap, but settled for kissing her Aunt Ginny and sitting on her lap instead.

Draco pulled a chair next to Hermione’s and kissed her cheek. “Did you have enough time?” he murmured.

“I did, love,” she said, taking his hand in hers.

Ginny dug something out of her purse and handed it to Draco. “Harry wanted me to give you these.” Draco opened the envelope to find tickets to the Cannons’ first game of the season.

“Thank him for me, Ginny,” Draco said cordially. The Cannons had become his de facto team, thanks to the free tickets given to him by Harry and Ron. Harry had become the head coach two years ago. He was a motivating leader and the Cannons were playing better than they had in decades.

“I better get back before James and Albus drive Mum crazy,” Ginny said to the Malfoys. She hugged her honorary niece, kissing her smooth blond hair.

“Ask your mum if you can spend the night next weekend,” she whispered in the little girl’s ear. “Lily misses you.”

“Okay, Aunt Ginny. Tell Lily I’ll bring my potions kit,” Carina whispered back.

“Thanks for lunch, Gin,” Hermione said, hugging her friend.

“My pleasure. Call me if you need anything.” Ginny patted Draco’s shoulder and left the restaurant.

The three Malfoys walked to the Apparition point, enjoying the warm summer day. Unbeknownst to Draco and Hermione, people viewed their love as a beacon of hope. After the war, no one knew if old pure-blood families would adapt to integration with Muggle-borns and half-bloods. But if Draco Malfoy, son of two of Voldemort’s biggest supporters and former Death Eater himself, loved Hermione Granger, then change was possible for everyone.

Some people still sneered at Draco or ignored him, but over the years he had been accepted back into wizarding society. Draco no longer dreaded venturing into Diagon Alley, although he didn’t do it very often. He valued the kind words and gestures of wizards and witches, particularly when he had Carina with him. Having been scorned, he was aware of the difference in people’s attitudes and appreciated it all the more.

Hermione glanced up at Draco. She could feel his gratitude coming through their bond. She squeezed his hand and leaned her body into him.

“Are you tired?” he asked her, noticing her slower steps.

“I’m fine, just thinking how happy I am to be here with you and Carina.”

Draco didn’t say anything in response, but he didn’t need to. He smiled at his wife.

“Let’s get you home, love.”

After their years together, his favorite part of any day was being at home with his family.
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