Seven Months Later.

After an arduous twenty hours labour, Hermione was ready to leave St Mungo's with her son. Scorpius Malfoy had finally put in an appearance more than two weeks after he was due to be born. Hermione had already known from Ginny's experiences that due dates were just a guideline and babies tended to come when they were ready, not when they were predicted to arrive. Still, Hermione hadn't expected her son to be so late, nor had she expected the healers to just sit back and let nature take its course, but the medics had been adamant that interfering with the birth could harm her son's magic, and as long as they'd been sure he was doing fine, they hadn't wanted to intervene. Fortunately, Scorpius had finally gotten bored and decided to make his appearance in the world, albeit taking hours to arrive.

"Are we ready?" Draco asked his fiancée.

"Yes, let's go," Hermione replied as Draco carefully picked up the wicker carry-cot their son was nestled in. "Is everything sorted at home?"

"Everything was sorted weeks ago," Draco chuckled.

After finding out about Hermione's pregnancy the couple had started to look for a new house and they had moved into a large property in the countryside, a few miles away from Malfoy Manor three months previously. In that time they'd gotten the house exactly as they wanted, and their son had a gorgeous nursery situated next door to the master bedroom.

"Do you think Scorpius will like his room?" Hermione asked as they signed the discharge papers and headed towards the public fireplaces.

"He'll love it," Draco reassured Hermione. They'd decorated the room in a magical jungle theme and Narcissa had provided dozens of stuffed animals to match the theme.

"Maybe we should have gone with something less stimulating," Hermione mused. "What if he can't sleep with all the animals looking at him?"

"He's a baby, the animals are not going to bother him," Draco argued. "Besides, my nursery was decorated with dragons and they didn't scare me."

"I guess," Hermione said with a nod. She knew she was just being paranoid, but she just wanted everything to be perfect with her son's homecoming.

"Come on, let's go home," Draco urged his fiancée.

After checking that their son was still nestled soundly in his carry-cot, Hermione grabbed some floo powder and led the way home. Hermione arrived at home in the room they used for the floo, and throwing the bag she'd had with her at the hospital onto the floor, she impatiently waited for her fiancé and son to follow her home. Draco and Scorpius arrived seconds later and Draco suggested they went into the front room.

"Shouldn't we take Scorpius to see his new room?" Hermione asked.

"There's no rush," Draco replied. "Let's just relax for a bit."

Agreeing that she could do with taking the weight off her feet, Hermione followed Draco into the large living room and was taken aback to find a whole host of people waiting for them. All their friends were present, as well as most of the Weasleys and Draco's parents. The room was decorated with blue balloons and streamers, and there was a pile of presents in the corner of the room.

"What's all this?" Hermione gasped.

"We're welcoming Scorpius home," Harry answered.

"Can we see him, Aunt Hermione?" James asked, jumping up and down at his mother's side.

"Come on then," Hermione said with a smile as she plucked her son from his carry-cot. "Come and meet Scorpius."

James and Albus rushed over to meet Scorpius, followed by Teddy, who was enjoying his Easter break from Hogwarts. Once the children had met the newest Malfoy it was the adults turn to fuss over the new-born baby. As she settled down on the sofa, Hermione watched with a smile as her friends and family took it in turns to hold her son and fuss over him.

"He's lovely Hermione," Theo Nott said when it was his turn to hold Scorpius.

"Hey, I helped create him," Draco pouted. "It wasn't an immaculate conception you know."

"Yeah but he gets his good looks from Hermione," Blaise joked.

"And let's hope his brains," Theo added with a mischievous smirk.

As Draco began to playfully argue with his friends, Hermione turned her focus to where Neville and Luna were sitting. Luna had recently announced she was expecting, and Hermione knew the couple were looking forward to having their first child.

"How are things going?" Hermione asked her friends.

"This morning sickness is terrible," Luna confided. "How did you manage?"

"I can't say I was that affected," Hermione replied. "I only had a few bad mornings. I suffered more from swollen ankles, even now my feet are like puddings."

"But it's worth it, isn't it?" Luna asked, smiling at the sight of Ginny showing Scorpius to her one year old daughter, Lily.

"It is," Hermione confirmed with a smile. "I've only just had him, and already I can't imagine my life without him."

"Will you have more?" Neville asked.

"Maybe in time, but not just yet," Hermione laughed. "Do you want more than the one?"

"We'd like a big family," Neville answered with a slightly sad smile. "I just wish my Gran was here to see this."

Neville's gran had passed away the week before he and Luna had discovered their pregnancy. As Neville had predicated, she hadn't lasted long in Azkaban. After a speedy trial she'd been sentenced to life imprisonment, but she hadn't even lasted for six months. As devastated as Neville had been to lose his gran, Hermione also suspected he was relieved that he didn't have to watch her suffer in Azkaban.

"I'm sure she would be so proud of you, Neville," Hermione said.

"She was certainly proud of how you've handled things since her arrest," Luna said, squeezing her husband's arm.

It had been no surprise to anyone that the press has jumped on the claims that Bellatrix was Neville's mother once the truth about why Augusta had killed Cho emerged. For a while, Neville had maintained a dignified silence, but when the press refused to leave him and Luna alone, he'd decided to issue a statement. He also issued the result of the DNA test Hermione had ran for him, the one that revealed that Alice was indeed his biological mother and Bellatrix's claims were the result of her grief addled mind.

However, issuing the results hadn't completely stopped the gossips. Enough people believed the claims that no amount of proof to the contrary would change their minds. They argued that Augusta had killed Cho because she believed the claims, and if Neville's own family believed the claims, why shouldn't they. Those same people also claimed that Hermione had fixed the results for her friend, and even if she hadn't, they claimed that Neville had enough friends in the Ministry to pull off a cover up. Even now seven months after the event, there were still a portion of the wizarding world that was convinced that Neville was the son of Bellatrix Lestrange.

"I just wish the gossips would go away," Neville sighed.

"At least they're not sitting outside of the house any more," Luna said. "I'm sure in another few months, they'll completely lose interest."

"I'm sure they will," Hermione agreed. "You can't let the gossips run your life, Neville. Everyone who matters knows the truth."

"I know you're right," Neville said with a nod. "Although isn't it funny to think that I could have been your cousin-in-law?"

"You know I've never thought of that," Hermione laughed. "No offence, but I'm not sure I could imagine you and Draco as cousins."

"None taken," Neville replied with a genuine smile. "I can't see it either. Can you imagine Lucius Malfoy being my uncle?"

Hermione chuckled at the thought as she let her eyes drift over to where Lucius was sitting with his wife. Narcissa now had Scorpius in her arms and the couple were cooing over their first born grandchild. Hermione knew that Narcissa was still trying to get her sister to see her, but Bellatrix was stubbornly refusing to see her sister. In Bellatrix's eyes the damage was done, and she wanted nothing more to do with her baby sister.

"I think it's time for a toast," Lucius announced, getting to his feet.

"Don't we need drinks to have a toast?" Blaise asked.

"I've got champagne in the kitchen," Lucius said. "Draco, go and get it, and grab some juice for the kids."

"Yes boss," Draco muttered as he dragged Blaise and Theo off to help him sort drinks for everyone.

Minutes later, all the adults had a glass of champagne, and the children all had juice.

"I want to propose a toast," Lucius announced. "First of all, to Hermione for giving Narcissa and I the perfect grandson."

"A grandson I help create," Draco pointed out again.

"Fine, to Draco and Hermione for giving us a grandson," Lucius corrected with an affectionate roll of his eyes. "But mainly I want you to raise your glasses to Scorpius, the newest Malfoy,"

"Scorpius, the newest Malfoy," everyone chorused as they raised their glass to the baby boy.

Celebrations continued for another couple of hours before people began to leave the new family to bond. Finally Hermione and Draco were alone with their son, and they took Scorpius up to get him settled in his nursery.

"I think he likes it," Hermione remarked as Draco settled Scorpius into his new crib.

"Of course he likes it," Draco replied. "It's his room."

"Thank you for today," Hermione said as she gave her fiancé a peck on the cheek. "You did organise everyone being here, didn't you?"

"Yeah, everyone wanted to meet Scorpius so I decided it would be better to do it all at once rather than having people trailing in and out for days," Draco replied. "Besides, this way we'll have the rest of the week to ourselves. Just the three of us."

"I'm looking forward to it," Hermione said, leaning against Draco as they stood watching Scorpius as he drifted off to sleep.

Now they had their son all that was left was for them to get married and then their lives would be complete. They both had their careers, with Hermione loving her new job as Head of the Department and Draco still enjoying his career as an Auror working with Harry and Ron. They had a lovely new house, which was large enough for them to have another couple of children if they wanted. And finally, they had Scorpius, who one day would be there to witness his parents announce their love to the world and get married.

The End.

A/N – I want to thank people for reading this story, and a special thanks for the people who took the time to leave me a review. I hope you all enjoyed it, and if I can find the right story, I might visit this universe again in the future. I'll be back in a couple of weeks with a new story on Tuesdays and Thursdays, so until then thanks again and I'll be back soon.