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Chapter List
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Epilogue

Malfoy stepped out of the
fireplace on the main hall of Malfoy manor, cursing stupid lawyers that
couldn�t solve minor financial problems and had to drag him out of his home on
important days. He left his cloak on its usual place and called for the
house-elf.

�Winky!�

A pop was heard and the creature
jumped over excitedly in front of him. His mother had brought this particular
elf from Hogwarts, it had been a gift from Dumbledore for Draco and Hermione�s
weeding, and apparently it had been suffering depression because it longed to
take care of a family.

Draco had never before
considered the possibility of a house-elf experiencing depression, Winky certainly hadn�t shown traces of it since she had
been living in the manor, the female elf had been ecstatic when she had
realized there would be a baby to take care of.

�Yes Master Malfoy Sir!�

�Winky
I don�t want any more disturbances today, if someone calls you tell them that
I�m not available, I don�t care if they say it�s important, not even if someone
had found a way to revive Voldemort, you understand?�

�Yes Master Malfoy! Mistress is
waiting in the garden with guests.�

Draco nodded and walked towards
the back garden, confident that he would not have any more interruptions; he
wanted to just enjoy his second son�s first birthday party and forget about the
rest of the world. He got out from the house and quickly scanned the gardens,
pleased that all the guests were well attended and looking for his wife.

The gardens of Malfoy manor were
huge. A big part of them was reserved for exotic plants and there were trees
scattered all over the extension of it. There was a zone clear of plants where
only grass covered the ground and where the children could run free, said zone
had been adorned for the party with lots of balloons, fairies and magic
hangings. A bunch of children were running about the clearing or playing at the
swings, the sand box or with the toy brooms and wands provided. There was even
a mini pool full of balls. The older kids were getting in and out of a maze
made of thick vines which had obstacles, mud traps and fake monsters that were
easy for the children to vanish.

Malfoy�s eyes wandered over the
place to where they had arranged the garden furniture. Most of the parents were
there contently relaxing while their offspring ran wild about the garden; Draco
spotted his mother talking animatedly with his godfather and Mrs. Granger.
Hermione�s mother still sported an awful scar that ran over the entire right
side of her body, face included, and she moved about on a muggle
wheel-chair, but apart from that she had recovered enough to live an almost
independent life and she was a loving grandmother.

Malfoy smiled to his mother when
Narcissa�s eyes met his and then continued looking.
Goyle and Longbottom were talking over Goyle�s wife, who was cradling her four month old son
lovingly. Some chairs away he spotted Lilith, Alice and a very pregnant
Artemisa; the blond man wondered where their respective husbands were.

�Misa
looked his way and waved a hand in greeting, Draco waved back and was about to
go over to their table when someone grabbed his arm. He turned around to look
into the gorgeous dark eyes of his wife.

�Finally, you�re here. What did
Mr. Laurens want?�

Malfoy smirked and kissed her
temple while answering.

�Nothing really important, he�s
incompetent, I�ll replace him with someone who can actually solve minor
problems by himself than bother me every time something looks amiss.�

�Well, you�re in time for lunch.
I�ll start serving it in about half an hour.�

�Why don�t you let the elf take
care of that?�

�Winky
already has much work to do, and she helped making sandwiches and pumpkin juice
for the children. I don�t want her overworked. Now why don�t you go greet our
guests?�

Malfoy rolled his eyes at his
wife but smiled and just let her be.

The house-elf had been the very
first disagreement they had have in their marriage, as soon as the couple had
set foot on the manor, newly arrived from King�s Cross station, the creature
had popped before them to bow and present itself to its new masters. After a
second of shock Hermione had immediately raged about elves� rights, slavery and
such things.

Luckily for Malfoy, Harry had
seen fit to give him a �parent talk�
in the absence of Mr. Granger, and had mentioned Hermione�s somewhat
extravagant ideas regarding house-elves, so the blond had been expecting her
outburst and had an explanation about house-elves� nature ready.

Hermione hadn�t wanted to be
convinced, apparently she had met Winky before and
considered that the creature had been badly wronged, which actually served to Draco�s cause as he pointed out to her that the elf had now
a new chance with a new family and that they could mend things over and make it
possible for the tiny creature to be happy. Hermione had considered it and
seeing Winky�s eagerness to be accepted in the house
she had relented, but she still didn�t allow for the elf to have too much work.

Malfoy looked at his wife while
she entered the manor again and left her to do whatever preparations were
needed for lunch, he turned his attention towards the garden again and soon
spotted Blaise with an ex-housemate, Andrew, Lilith�s
husband, and near the maze he could see Potter with a glass of pumpkin juice in
one hand and talking to Bill Weasley.

The Weasleys
were still on good terms with Hermione but Bill was the only one that Draco
actually liked; he and his wife Fleur visited the manor frequently for business
and Fleur and Hermione had grown to be good friends.

Besides Bill, Mr. and Mrs.
Weasley visited briefly, they rarely heard word about Percy and Charlie,
Hermione visited the twins once in a while during shopping trips to Diagon Alley and Ginny had finally gotten over her crush
with Potter and had moved away to France.

She was due to marry during the
next month and Malfoy was desperately looking for any excuse that could prevent
them from going to the celebration. He had no desire for Hermione to get in
touch again with the little red-headed bitch, in his opinion his wife and
Potter had been too lenient forgiving Ginny�s attitude over the years, besides,
they may encounter Ronald� Draco didn�t feel capable of restraining himself
from hitting the red-head with every curse he knew the moment he saw him.

Ron Weasley had never fully
recovered from the Aprioris Homus potion,
but a few months after leaving school he had started to behave almost normally,
he had looked for Potter and of course, the black-haired wizard, being the
Gryffindor he was had listened to his long time friend�s apologizes and had
decided to give him another chance. Ron had tried to talk with Hermione and
Harry had coaxed her to go listen to him without telling Draco.

The reunion hadn�t gone well, in
the beginning it had seemed that Ron was willing to accept that Hermione was
married to Malfoy and lived happily with her husband and new born son; the girl
had almost hoped that they could have the old Ron back again, until the
red-head had started to drop hints of how much better Hermione would be if she
had married Weasley instead of Malfoy and how it was still time to correct the
mistake, the girl had understood then that their friendship would never be
fully reestablished and had returned home saddened by
that.

Still Draco hadn�t know what had
happened and it would have stayed that way if Ron hadn�t attempted to kidnap
Hermione some days later during one of her trips to Diagon
Alley. He had successfully apparated her and baby
Ryan, who was in her arms, to the Burrow and locked them in a room while he
went for some money, telling her that they were going to leave the runt behind.
Hermione had been shocked for about two seconds before blasting the door open
and going to the kitchen in fury, nearly giving Mrs. Weasley a heart-attack and
breaking in tears in the matron�s arms.

To say that Draco had been
furious was an understatement, the only thing that had prevented the blond from
murdering Ronald was that Hermione had already sent him to St. Mungos� and after that the Weasleys
took great care in keeping the problematic young man far away from the Malfoys. Charlie even took his brother to Romania with him
to let things cool down and hoping that Ron would forget his obsession. However
everyone knew that Ron would be dead if Malfoy ever laid eyes on him again.

Draco shook his head to clear it
from weasel�s thoughts and walked over to join Blaise and Andrew, the two
ex-Slytherins greeted him and continued their conversation, every once in a
while the three men stole glances towards the play zone, checking on their respective
children. Draco soon spotted his younger son, Ethan, who along with another boy
and two girls was getting all dirty in the sand box, though, what the
aforementioned box contained was not sand any more, it seemed like it now had a
suspiciously slimy pink substance. Surely one of the children had just had a
spark of accidental magic, but despite being covered with whatever the material
was the curly locks of white-blond hair of the boy were still visible.

Draco smiled fondly at his child
before continuing listening to Blaise.

Ethan had inherited his looks
after his father; he had Malfoy�s features, grey eyes and white-blond hair
which was a bit curly, undoubtedly a trait he got from
his mother. Their first born, Ryan, had brown eyes and straight dark blond
hair, Draco always had the impression that Ryan even pouted like Hermione.

While thinking about his older
son, Draco noticed a little troop of children emerging from the maze. Five year
old Ryan at the front was closely followed by a red-headed child, Arthur, the
older one of Bill�s children. Next came two identical black boys, Blaise�s children. Draco was still somewhat amused by the
fact that Blaise and Alice had managed to have twins.

And last of all there was a
little girl with black, messy hair. Potter�s first born.

Draco scowled worriedly at the
girl for a moment, but she seemed to be fine. He always wondered why the little
brat insisted on following the four older boys wherever they went rather than
stay behind with other nice girls her age. Granted, the boys weren�t so much
bigger or older than her, Ryan and Arthur were five and the twins four,
Potter�s girl was three years old and already a trouble-maker same as her
father, but the boys were not saints and they liked to play rough sometimes.
Elaine frequently ended up with scars but she insisted on following them and
cried if for some reason she was prevented of doing so.

At that moment, Hermione�s
amplified voice announced that lunch and cake were ready and called the
children to eat. Some parents had to step aside to avoid the horde of brats
running to the promise of cake; some were stopped by worried mothers that
insisted on cleaning their offspring before letting them sit at the table.
Draco smiled at Ryan when the boy brought his disheveled
little brother before him.

�Dad! Bro can�t eat cake! He�s slimy!�

Little Ethan laughed and hugged
his brother who immediately looked horrified and tried to disentangle himself.

�Ugg!! No �than! You got me
slimy too!�

Draco smiled at his sons� antics
and with a move of his wand got them both clean.

�There, you can go now to eat.�

Ryan grinned and happily dragged
his baby brother towards the table where their mother was waiting for them. The
majority of the children stayed at the table long enough to have a bite or two
of the sandwiches and to devour a piece of cake and then promptly ran over to
the play zone again. Some mothers were mortified, and Draco was amused to see
that Longbottom�s wife just ran flustered about the
garden following her hyperactive three year old daughter, trying to get her to
finish at least one sandwich.

When all the children vacated
the table the grown ups finished their lunch, and Hermione brought over a
salad, tuna-fish snacks and butterbeer for
complement. After eating, Draco returned to chat with Blaise while quietly
surveying the children. This kind of parties were a mess, no wonder his own
father never allowed something like this to happen in the manor. Malfoy looked
over the garden at his guests; Lucius would be
furious if he saw this, just imagine, beyond the party there was Bill Weasley,
a Weasley in Malfoy manor! Not to mention Potter, a few other Gryffindors like Longbottom and Draco�s muggleborn wife. Lucius must
surely be squirming in his grave.

Draco was indulging in those
thoughts when Potter�s loud complaint reached his ears.

�Malfoy! Your son is picking on my girl!�

Draco sighed, it was always the
same, what could Potter expect if Elaine was always
following the boys? He turned over to him wondering what it would be this time.
Did one of them pulled on her hair? Or had she fell and no one waited for her
to stand and continue running? He looked at an annoyed Harry holding up a
screaming Elaine who was rubbing her eyes like mad.

�What is it Potter?�

�Your son pushed her away!�

�He did?�

The girl almost sobbed.

�I� I� wana
go in the maze!!�

Malfoy raised an eyebrow and
looked over to the maze, sure enough the four boys were there, seemingly
preparing an assault on the place, Draco understood, surely the boys were playing
war or something like that and they didn�t want the little girl following them
around, he returned to look at the upset child.

�Elaine, they�re boys and it
looks like they�re going to be fighting and doing all kind of damage to
whatever gets in their way� You can get hurt you know?�

�Don� care!...
I wana play!�

Draco scowled at the loud girl
and then at her father.

�You know, this is your fault
Potter.�

�Mine? It�s your son who pushed
her!�

�And who lets her go around
messing with the boys? She always ends with scratches and scrapped knees!�

�Your son should be careful when
she�s playing with them!�

�Ryan? It�s her
the one that should be careful!�

�He�s older Malfoy! He should
take care of her!�

�What the hell! Why should he?!
She�s not his sister!�

�Why you!!�

They glared at each other while
Elaine continued screaming, it was getting on Malfoy�s nerves, and he wished
Artemisa was there with them, she would never tolerate such a display from her
child!

�Fine! Just to get her to shut up! Ryan!!�

The boy straightened his head
from where he had been busy drawing a strategy on the ground and looked over to
his father.

�Come here Ryan!�

The boy stood up reluctantly and
walked over to where his father and �Uncle Harry� were.

�Ryan, you pushed Elaine away?�

�We didn�t!� cried the boy
indignantly. �We told her to wait outside! We�re gonna
fight dragons, she cannot come!�

Dragons? Draco couldn�t remember dragons being in the maze; Potter looked
slightly amused and tried to reason with the boy.

�Surely she can go with you and
see how you�re doing it.�

Ryan looked scandalized.

��Course not! What if she
screams and frightens them?�

Harry raised his eyebrows in
disbelief while Malfoy pressed his lips together in an effort to not laugh.

�I�m sure it would be ok Ryan,
just let her follow you.�

�But dad, she�s going to slow us
down!�

�You don�t have to wait for her,
you can continue your way and she�ll eventually find you.�

Harry glared at him.

�Malfoy!�

�What?� He looked over
innocently at Potter, the black-haired man was about to rage at him.

�Alright.� Said Ryan rolling over his eyes. �But if a
dragon eats her it�s not our fault!�

�Sure son; now Elaine, stop the
screaming and go with them!�

As if by magic the girl shut up
and grinned widely, her dark eyes were red from all the rubbing but not a
single tear had been shed, Malfoy scowled at the two children while they made
their way towards the rest of the group, he could see that the other three boys
were less than happy with the news.

�The little brat, I swear she
does that on purpose just to annoy them.�

�Don�t be ridiculous Draco;
she�s only three, why would she do that?�

�Well, she�s your daughter
Potter.�

Harry glared daggers at him, but
both men turned to watch Ryan arrange his little troop on a line and then face
the entrance to the maze, the boy raised his arm and the children charged to
their objective with a war scream, little Elaine following them excitedly,
screaming just as loudly.

The parents shook their heads in
amazement and then proceeded to argue whether it was proper and safe for a girl
to play with the boys or not, knowing full well that whatever they said would
not be taken in consideration by Elaine.

That evening, Malfoy and the
last of his guests were enjoying tea in the sitting room, waiting for Hermione
to return from her mother�s home. Artemisa, Alice, Lilith and Fleur were
talking animatedly about baby stuff while their husbands talked about Quidditch and remembered old times. Draco looked over at
one corner of the room, where Potter was happily playing with the children, the
blond was amused at the ease with which Harry lowered himself to the rugrats� level, the children simply loved to play with
Uncle Harry.

Draco frowned at the man
presently doing a rather ridiculous imitation of a horse. He still didn�t know
what had possessed him to allow Potter to enter his home and come in close
contact with his sons, the man�s behavior was not
very reliable and Draco had not yet forgiven him for the �Ron episode�. Still,
Potter had slowly and definitely wormed his way into the manor and their lives
without Malfoy knowing how exactly it had happened; he supposed that being
married to Potter�s best friend had something to do with it and the fact that
Hermione and Artemisa had grown close sure must have helped.

Draco sighed and returned to his
conversation with the more mature men in the room. After a while the fireplace
lit up and Hermione arrived home, just in time to say goodbye to Andrew and
Lilith who were taking their tired three year old daughter home for bed.

As soon as the ex-slytherins were off, Fleur leaned into her husband�s ear
and suggested to go too. Bill nodded and started saying his goodbyes while his
wife went over one of the larger coaches where their two year old daughter was
sleeping peacefully. Arthur protested that he wanted to continue playing but
his father pointed out that it was getting late and even though the children
were still playing loudly it was clear that they were starting to feel
exhausted. Fleur went over to Hermione to say good bye.

�That was a lovely party �Mione, you�re very good.�

�Thank you Fleur, I�ll be seeing
you later.�

�Of course.�

�Blaise, I think we should be
going too.� Said Alice, her husband nodded and accompanied her to retrieve the
twins, who protested between yawns that they were not tired yet, their mother
looked amused at their half closed eyes.

�Come now Leo, Philip, you can
continue your game the next time you visit.�

She lifted a twin while Blaise
took the other, the man looked over at the mess the children had been doing
with their toys and smirked to Draco.

�You know, you should start a
child care service, seeing that all these brats practically live here.�

�Just because the lot of you, as their parents, see fit to drop them here!
Potter�s house is just as big as mine, why don�t you leave your progeny
there?!�

�Are you nuts? I don�t trust
that crazy house-elf he has, and it�s a nice house but the beach is too close
for my comfort, besides, your garden is bigger and you are my sons� godfather,
so bear with it!�

�Great! I�m stuck with your
little nuisances because I have the best house! That�s wonderful!�

�Oh, don�t fret Draco.� Said Hermione, joining the two best friends. �You love to
have the children around, you even complained when Harry said that he was
considering to have Elaine booked on a kindergarten.�

�Of course I did! No goddaughter
of mine is going to a muggle school!�

Harry rolled his eyes at Draco�s extravagance. He had wanted Hermione to be his
daughter�s godmother and of course Malfoy had come with the package, he didn�t
really mind, Draco was good with the children, even though he still insisted on
keeping up the proper appearances and tended to put on his cold fa�ade when in
public.

Harry had no doubt of Malfoy�s
love and devotion to his family. The savior of the wizarding world knew that the only thing that had prevented
Draco from doing him bodily harm when he had stupidly tried to revive Ron and
Hermione�s friendship, was that Hermione had talked on his behalf.

Still he had been banned from
Malfoy�s manor for a long time despite Hermione�s complains to Draco that he
was being childish and ridiculous. It had taken Bill�s sworn oath that Ron was
far away in Romania, and Artemisa�s reassurances that
she had verbally pummeled her then fianc�, and that
she was not going to let him do anything stupid again. In the end, Harry had
been reduced to beg for forgiveness and Draco had grudgingly allowed him to
visit Hermione again.

Malfoy and Harry had spent some
time avoiding each other and then back to their childish quarrels until
Hermione had had enough and had forced them to talk and solve their problems.
Of course they had yelled at each other and to Hermione for the most part of
the �talk� but eventually they had gotten out of their systems everything that
had needed to be said between the two and had started to act like grown ups and
responsible adults� for the most part�

Given time they got to know each
other and to establish some kind of friendship. Hermione had been most pleased
when Harry had asked them to be his daughter�s godparents and even more when
Ethan had been born and Draco had actually proposed Harry to be his godfather,
thus actually ending years of Slytherin-Gryffindor enmity and leaving testament
of their new acquired friendship. Harry smiled briefly at the memories and then
proceeded to say good bye to Bill and get hold of his daughter, preparing to
leave too.

The Potters were the last to go,
Harry holding both a sleeping Elaine and his pregnant wife lovingly as they apparated away. Apparition was not normally safe for a
pregnant woman, but Harry had enough power to ensure that all of them made it
to their destiny without complications. Artemisa hated the floo
in her condition; she got nauseous every time she tried it.

When they were finally alone,
Draco called for the house-elf to clean the room and then turned to see
Hermione cradling their baby boy and Ryan yawning at her side. He smiled to
them and took his firstborn into his arms, and both parents carried their
exhausted children upstairs to their respective bedrooms.

After a quick shower to get him
rid of dirt, Draco helped Ryan to change on his pajamas
and tucked the boy in bed, handing him his favorite
plush toy, a leopard that had seen better days, Blaise had gifted it to the
child on his very first birthday and Ryan had fell in love with it immediately
and never again let go of the stuffed toy. Draco had not been amused at Blaise�s choice of animal but at least it had not been a
lion.

Ryan asked for a story but Draco
had not even opened the book to find a suitable tale when the boy had been
sleeping soundly. Draco smiled fondly at his son and returned the book to its
rightful place in a bookcase near the bed, then he
rearranged the blankets around his child�s little form and kissed him tenderly
on the forehead.

Five years. Five years of a
normal happy life. Malfoy smirked remembering that some of the pureblood
wizards that had been attending their marriage party had assured that they
wouldn�t make the week together. The poor fools, what would they know? Draco
loved his family, his children were perfect and he had the most beautiful and
intelligent wife that one could wish. Of course they had had their fights and
disagreements and they�d like to kill each other once in a while, which couple
wouldn�t? But they had always found a way around the many differences between
them. They were happy.

Malfoy turned on the night light
that was on his son�s bedside table and scowled at the picture resting there.
It showed him and Hermione cuddling in the train
compartment of Hogwarts� express, both of them fast asleep and Draco seemed to
be snoring. He huffed at the image, if he had known that Blaise had borrowed
Alice�s blasted camera he sure as hell hadn�t have fallen asleep! The only
reason for the picture to be framed and exposed was because Ryan had found it
about a year ago while he rummaged in his mother�s old trunk, looking for
interesting things that he could use as toys, he had liked the picture and had
begged to be allowed to keep it, and everybody knew that Draco couldn�t say no
to his child.

So the picture had been framed
and Ryan had took immense delight in telling to anyone that would listen how
much his mommy and daddy loved each other while showing the picture and pointing
out that he had been inside mommy at the time. It had been a bit embarrassing
but Draco had not have the heart to make his son stop and endured the amused
looks of countless of different people until Ryan had let the picture to rest.

Malfoy sighed and shook his head
in mild amusing; his children were going to be the death of him. He smiled
again at the little bundle in the bed and noticed that Crookshanks
had curled on his usual spot at the child�s feet. Hermione�s cat had resulted
to be part kneazle and it had taken to Ryan from the
very start. Draco wasn�t sure that letting pets to sleep in the same bed as
children was healthy, but he had learned in the hard way that a kneazle always had his way, and had discovered that the
thing had indeed sharp claws.

Draco sighed again and caressed
his son�s soft hair for a while, then got quietly out of the bedroom in search
of his wife.

Hermione looked lovingly at her
baby boy while he hugged his favorite stuffed dragon
in his sleep, she loved her children and she was grateful for the life she
lived as Mrs. Malfoy.

It had not been easy, the Malfoys after all had always been among the highest social
circles and there were still some things that Hermione�s raising just didn�t
grasp, she didn�t see the sense to all the formality and protocol, social
attendance at Ministry or important families� reunions were sometimes the minor
of her worries. Add to this the fact that never before had been a
�contamination� to the Malfoy bloodline, the most conservative pureblooded families had seen her marriage with scorn and
looked upon her with pressed lips, but Hermione soon discovered that a bonus of
being a Malfoy was that no one dared to said a thing about it.

It was rather satisfying to walk
around a hall on her husband�s arm and wave in the purebloods faces how happy
they were and that their blood purity prejudices were obsolete. The only real
problem Hermione had had regarding her marriage had come from the manor itself.
The portraits of generations of Malfoys were truly
scandalized at the notion of a mudblood in the manor,
their discomfort turned to rage when they realized that said mudblood was in fact the Mistress of the manor.

Hermione had endured a complete
day of insults and threats from several portraits until Draco had burned to
ashes the first portrait who had dared to insult his wife in front of him, said
portrait had resulted to be his great-great-grandfather. From that moment on
the portraits shut their mouths in front of the Master of the manor, and to ensure
that they�ll behave in his absence Malfoy did a special dark spell, cursing
them all into silence. The portraits had been enraged but no longer able to
make their discomfort known and the couple had been satisfied with that.

Work had been an issue at some
time, Hermione had first considered to get a job at the Ministry, but soon had
realized that it was not for her, now that she was a Malfoy every employer
would be looking for her favor and she didn�t want to
deal with the political machinations of greedy ministry agents.

The Malfoys
owned several states and profitable business, some of which included production
and process of potion�s ingredients, dealing of magic artifacts
and mines that provided precious stones for some of the most prestige jewelries. Hermione didn�t feel particularly attracted to
help manage the family businesses, though she did it from time to time to help
Draco.

The girl had been almost desperate
to find something in which she could put her knowledge to work and Fleur came
up with a solution, she had quit working for Gringotts
in order to spend more time with her son and she had started to research
ancient spells and was trying to improve modern ones, she wanted to create new
spells and charms. Hermione happily joined her and the two of them had started
a kind of magic lab, they even did Arithmancy charts
on occasion for some establishments that required them.

Hermione looked at the pile of
gifts that her baby had received and smiled, she had two very spoiled boys,
three if you take their father into account, but it was ok, they had rules too
and even when the children knew that they had their father around their little
fingers, they also knew that if they misbehaved or do very bad things they�d
had to face punishment, and no amount of puppy dog�s eyes would move Draco when
he had to correct his offspring.

Yes, Draco loved his boys.
Hermione looked at Ethan and thought about the effort it had taken to convince
Draco to have another baby, he had not even considered the possibility, having
been an only child himself he just was used to have it that way. When Hermione
had mentioned the convenience to give Ryan a sibling Draco actually had asked
�What for?� And his wife had felt frustrated and had ranted for weeks about how
spoiled Ryan was and that she won�t have her son to become a bully and a prat like his father had been, besides, she didn�t want the
boy to play all alone in the big house, contrary to what Blaise had mentioned,
the other boys didn�t �practically live� in the manor, they only visited
frequently, it was not the same as to have a sibling.

Finally Draco had understood the
point and they had have Ethan, granted it had been quite an accomplishment,
Hermione didn�t know why but it took almost two years for her to get pregnant,
Draco had blamed it entirely on the house, he couldn�t prove it but he was sure
that the ancient manor had some dark magic running through its walls that
prevented the Malfoy women to get pregnant more than once.

Surprisingly Narcissa had agreed
with her son, pointing out how Lucius never had
wanted to be intimate when they were away from the manor, it was a tradition in
Malfoy family that they only had one heir, the few Malfoy couples that had have
two children had been because their first born had been a girl.

So Hermione and Draco had spent
a week of vacations in Greece and Ethan had been conceived. Hermione had felt
so satisfied to have fooled the ancient Malfoy traditions than she had walked
trough the manor with her two boys, making a point of telling Ryan the names of
every portrait they found and thus showing off her offspring to the indignant
portraits. Later on she had felt ashamed of her childish behavior
towards people that had ceased to exist long ago and had confessed her deed to
her husband who had enjoyed the tale immensely and comforted his wife, telling
her that everyone needed to do something childish once in a while.

Hermione sighed in remembrance and
looking at her son again she turned on the night light. Someone entered the
nursery and she felt strong arms surrounding her waist.

�Is he asleep?�

�Yes, he�s exhausted. I assume
that Ryan didn�t have a tale tonight?�

�He was snoring before I had
finished the first sentence. I doubt that either of them would wake up in the
night.�

Hermione giggled and turned
around to kiss her husband, Draco returned the kiss with passion while
intertwining his hand in Hermione�s hair, his other hand wandering over her
body. They ended the kiss when they were out of breath.

�Let�s go to our room, I want to
have you comfortable in the bed so I can play with you.�

Hermione smiled wickedly at Draco�s words and waited as the blond leaned into the crib
to kiss his baby good night, then they walked to the corridor and closed the
door quietly.

Once outside
Hermione looked longingly at the door for some precious seconds.

�Everything alright love?�

�Yes.� She turned around to face
Draco�s intense eyes. �I really love my boys, but
sometimes I wonder what it would be like to have a girl.�

Draco rolled his eyes at her and
he lifted her into his arms, making her gasp in surprise.

�Draco! What are you doing?�

He kissed her lips passionately
and started to walk down the corridor to the next door that was of their
bedroom.

�Well, if you want a girl so
badly, I think that we should start planning our next vacation.�

Hermione�s eyes brightened and
she surrounded Draco�s neck with her arms, giving him
kisses all along his jaw, while he opened their bedroom�s door and carried his
wife to the bed.

The End.

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Finally!! It had been fun. I
hope that was not too awkward. Thank you to all of you that read and enjoyed this,
double thanks to the ones that reviewed.

I want to say special thanks to Audrey
and Shelly Ann for having betae�d the first twelve
or so chapters and to my friend Wintermyst for betaing the last four.

As some of you had already
realized, my first language is not English, it�s Spanish, so any comment that
you can give about my grammar or vocabulary are pretty appreciated any time as
I�m always trying to improve.

Again Thanks a lot and hope you
had enjoyed it.
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