A/N: The actual epilogue. Still can't believe I did that.
5 years later
"Harry James Potter, you cannot possibly be serious," Hermione shouted. "We can't do that!"
"Hermione, please," Harry said, rubbing his temples. "Sit down and let's talk about this."
"I am NOT going to cheat at Charades!," Hermione hissed. "This is a family game!"
"Oi, when's dinner?" Ron asked from his place on the couch.
"Ten minutes, Weasley," Draco called from the kitchen. "If you can convince Hermione to stop yelling at Potter and help me in here it might be less."
"Come on, Hermione," Ron pleaded. "Go help your poor husband."
"We are NOT poor!" Draco shouted, his response greeted with laughter from the room.
Hermione rose from her spot on the couch and passed by Ron and a very pregnant Lavender. They'd married the year before and wasted no time with starting a family. Lavender was due any day now and it showed. As Hermione passed through the living room, she looked outside through the large windows Draco had installed across the back of their home. She could see Ginny and Daphne outside chatting as James, Albus, and Lily Potter ran around the yard with Daphne and Greg's daughter Olivia as well as Gabriel. Astoria was nearby, holding hands with Blaise and he chatted with Greg. Hannah, Neville, and Luna she knew were probably in the greenhouse looking through the new plants Draco had just ordered for their potions business. So much had changed since Asylum fell apart, she mused. Nearly all for the better. Her own life especially she thought as she entered the kitchen to find her husband sitting at the kitchen island while Narcissa and Molly bustled around finishing up the meal.
"So you need help in here, huh, Draco?" Hermione asked, sliding up next to him.
"Yes," Draco replied, his mouth twitching into a smile. "I was hoping you could tell me whether or not we'd be having dessert tonight."
Hermione raised an eyebrow at her husband.
"Yes," she replied, giving him a look that caused his lips to curve into a full smile. "You prat."
"Dinner is ready!" Molly called. "We're eating outside!"
Hermione and Draco helped Molly and Narcissa levitate all the food out to the giant wooden table that sat on the massive deck, not far from the pool at the back of the house. Every time she saw the pool Hermione wanted to roll her eyes. But Draco was insistent they had to have the lavish house and the ridiculous amenities and she acquiesced because, well, she really didn't mind. And all the space meant they could do things like this. Family dinners in the middle of the summer. Everyone piled around the table and dove into the food. Before anyone could begin eating, Hermione stood and raised her glass.
"A toast," she proclaimed. "To all of our families. May they be healthy, happy, and growing."
"And speaking of growing," Draco chimed in, rising as well. "On this, Hermione and I's one year anniversary, I'm happy to say that our family will be growing."
Draco's announcement was met with silence and confusion.
"That's not how you do it, Dad," Gabriel said, rolling his eyes. "I'm getting a baby brother AND a baby sister! Scorpius and Lyra!"
The table immediately erupted into congratulations and chaos. Glasses were cheersed, people jumped from the table to hug Hermione, and Draco just beamed. Once they settled in to eat, Hermione turned to Narcissa who was sitting immediately to her right. She took the older woman's hand in hers and gave it a squeeze.
"I'm sorry Lucius won't get to meet his grandkids," Hermione said, quietly. "I'm still trying."
"Oh my dear daughter," Narcissa said, squeezing her hand back. "You've done more for Lucius and the rest of them in the last five years. The yearly reviews of their status, the conditions of Azkaban, everything. The fact that you managed to do all that while still helping Draco run the Malfoy family company is amazing to me. It's up to them now. There's nothing else you can do."
Narcissa leaned over and gave Hermione a kiss on the cheek. "You're a good girl," Narcissa said. "Thank you."
"You're welcome," Hermione replied with a smile.
Hermione felt Draco slide his hand over her stomach and she turned back to him.
"I love you," she said, leaning over and giving him a quick kiss.
"I love you too," Draco replied. "Thank you for being my asylum."
A/N: Phew. So that's the end. I hope you enjoyed reading this story, I very much enjoyed writing it. Please check out my other writing & I'll be posting a one-shot that I wrote a while back within the next couple of days (hopefully!). Thank you for reading/following/favoriting/reviewing - it keeps me going! 3