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part 40

"I HATE YOU!" Hermione Malfoy shouted.

"I know," Draco whimpered as she broke his hand by holding it tightly.

The N.E. were over, Graduation had taken place. Both had gone smoothly, Hermione passed top of the year followed by Draco who only lost out by one mark. This surprised everyone. They both thought the hard part of their life was over. How wrong they were.

"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!" Hermione continued to shout.

"I know," Draco replied. He had nothing else to say, he couldn't. Not according to his mother.

FLASHBACK:

"MOTHER!" Draco shouted.

"Draco, what is it?" Narcissa rushed into the living room.

"Hermione's gone into labour. She was with Ginny, she owled me," Draco spoke in one breath.

"Ok, let's get to St. Mungo's," Narcissa walked over to the fire place. "Remember one thing Draco."

"What?"

"When Hermione is in the delivery room, she may say a lot of things, I suggest you don't argue with her then. Or else you might not live."

Draco had laughed but Narcissa had looked at him sternly, that's when he knew that his mother was not joking around.

END OF FLASHBACK

"Mrs Malfoy, please remain calm," the healer smiled. "Remember your blood pressure."

"FUCK THE BLOOD -ARRGGHHH!" Hermione screamed.

"Ok," the healer smiled. "It's time for you to push."

X

Ginny Weasley, nearing her due date was in the waiting room with the others. Everyone was sitting there, except Lavender, who was across the room, giving birth. Lavender had gone into labour a little early while Hermione had gone into labour a little late.

"So, any babies yet?" Blaise asked arriving.

"If there were babies, do you think we'd be out here?" Ginny snapped.

"Too many pregnant women," Blaise mumbled as Luna emerged behind him, looking four months pregnant.

"Move," she ordered and took a seat next to Ginny.

Harry smirked, "And you still have five more months of the hormones."

Blaise sighed.

"Come on boys," Molly eyed the two up.

"You two have no idea what child birth is like," Narcissa added. "Very painful."

"Most women put a mental block up on the memory, before they can have more kids," Molly said,

Blaise and Harry sat down sighing.

X

"RON!" Lavender shouted. "RON! TWINS! OH MERLIN!"

Ron was too busy holding his first born as Lavender screamed again.

"Mrs Weasley," the healer smiled, "It'll be a minute or two before we ask you to push again."

Lavender nodded, relaxing a bit. She was still in a lot of pain. She looked over at Ron who was holding the baby in his arms. She smiled.

Soon it was time for baby number two.

X

It was agonising, but finally Hermione held her baby girl in her arms. She smiled as she rocked her baby gently. She was so beautiful. She had been born with her eyes open, beautiful hazel eyes like her mother and her hair was so blonde, the Malfoy hair.

Draco sat beside her on the bed and kissed the baby girl's head.

"We need a name now," Hermione whispered.

"Summer," Draco smiled. "Summer Malfoy."

"I love it," Hermione replied. "I love you."

"I love you too."

"I was talking to Summer."

"Well, be clear."

Hermione smiled, "Here, take her outside and show the others. I need a rest."

Draco nodded, holding his daughter. He smiled at her softly, taking her into the waiting room.

"Oh," Narcissa was first to hold little Summer. "My beautiful granddaughter."

"Summer," Draco said.

"Beautiful name," Molly smiled as she held Summer. "Oh, what a gorgeous girl."

"My daughter," Draco whispered. It sounded so odd, yet...perfect.

"She has your hair," Blaise nodded.

"Well done genius," Ginny rolled her eyes.

Harry smirked and muttered to Blaise, "Hormones."

"I heard that!" Ginny warned.

Draco took his daughter back into his arms.

"How does it feel?" Luna asked.

Draco looked at her, "Like nothing else matters except Summer's safety and happiness."

"Corny," Blaise said, earning him a punch on his arm by Ginny and Luna.

"You'll understand one day," Draco said.

Ron came out of the other delivery room and smiled, holding two babies. The oldest a boy and the second a girl.

"Dustin Weasley and Delilah Weasley," Ron announced proudly.

The twins were passed around, allowing Draco to slip back to Hermione. He handed her his daughter and kissed her.

"Thank you," he whispered to her. "For everything."

Hermione smiled. This was it, their happily ever after. Finally.

X

17 Years later...

"My daughter is not dating a Potter," Draco argued as they sat in the Manor.

Hermione laughed, "You're friends with Harry."

"The boy is older than her!"

"So?" Hermione smiled. "And he has a name."

"James." Draco sighed.

"Our little Tiffany is happy," Hermione said softly. "She's in love."

"She's fifteen!"

"So?"

"He's seventeen."

"Two years is nothing Draco."

"And what is this I hear about Tristan dating that Longbottom kid?"

"Jessica Longbottom, Neville's daughter. They're both sixteen, so I guess you have no objections there, right?"

"The girl is a Longbottom!"

"Pure blood, thought you'd like that much."

"Shut up. For the record she isn't even the oldest so it doesn't matter!"

Hermione giggled, "So I shouldn't tell you that Summer and Dustin are getting serious."

"NO! SHE SAID THAT THE REASON SHE WAS DATING WEASLEY WAS TO MAKE BLAISE'S SON, FREDRICK, JEALOUS! WAIT TILL I GET HOLD OF HER!"

Hermione got up from her seat, sat next to Draco and kissed him lightly, "Don't you remember what it was like being young and in love."

"I am still young and still in love."

Hermione smiled as Draco kissed her.

"Give our three kids a chance," Hermione whispered.

Draco thought about it and nodded, "Fine. We'll have a big dinner to see if any of them are worthy of joining this family."

"What about Duncan?"

Hermione didn't say anything.

"He's fourteen, please tell me he isn't dating!"

"He isn't dating...yet."

"Who's the girl?"

Hermione remained silent.

"Tell me!"

"Lily."

"Oh Merlin, two Potters in our family!"

Hermione grinned and kissed him again.

Hermione smiled, it had been seventeen years and a few days since Summer had been born, then a year later Tristan was born and ten months after that Tiffany, who was by far the most troublesome, just like her father. The youngest at just fourteen was Duncan. Summer was the intelligent one but due to Ginny's influence, more of a flirt. Tristan, well he was a typical Malfoy boy. Strutting around like he owned everything. Draco was proud of his eldest son. Hermione was glad he finished top of everything. Duncan was looking to be a bit of everything, smart, handsome and flirty.

The Potters had three children, James, Albus and Lily. James was the oldest, dating Tiffany Malfoy. Albus on the other hand was the calmer and sweeter of the Potter children. He refused to settle down but he did have his eye on Scarlet Zabini. Then there was Lily, a very hyper girl. The first girl in the Potter family, who was slowly falling for the youngest Malfoy.

Ron and Lavender, after the twins had one more son, Max. The oldest twins were like their uncles, Fred and George. Creating mayhem where ever they went. The youngest Max was the quieter child, who had a talent for Divination, to Lavender's delight. He was sixteen and currently dating one of the Patil children but Max may be quiet but he was a serial dater.

Then the Zabinis. Luna and Blaise only had two children. The eldest being a boy, Fredric, and the second being fifteen year old Scarlet. Fredric was a worse serial dater than Max!

Yet they were all happy. Each one of them.

"So you promise to leave our children's love life alone?" Hermione warned.

"Promise. Seal with a kiss?" Draco smirked.

Draco leaned over and kissed her.

Hermione shivered.

"I'll close the door," Draco stood and closed the back door, afterall it was the middle of winter.

Hermione smiled, "Great, kids our out, door's locked, I wonder what we'll get up to?"

Draco smirked, "Well Mrs Malfoy, I can think of a few things."

Draco smirked and began to kiss her again. Hermione smiled helplessly. She was happy and so was Draco.

They say, when the one man loves the one woman and the one woman loves the one man, the very angels desert heaven and come and sit in the house and sing for joy.

That was the case for Draco and Hermione.