Okay, so the last chapter was the actual last chapter of this story, but if you'd like to know what happened to Hermione and Draco, here is the epilogue.

Epilogue: 3 years later

"I'm sorry." Draco walked up to the table I sat at alone. "I just had to pick something up."

"It's fine. I've just been admiring the view" I said, then turned to look at him and grinned. Did he ever look good in a tux!

"You look wonderful." He said as he sat down, leaning across the small table to kiss me softly. I smiled as his fingers ran across the top of my dress. It was a sleeveless purple evening dress, so dark that it looked almost black. I'd picked it up at a boutique downtown from our hotel. The store clerk had been a witch and had embellished it slightly so that it shimmered faintly if I so much as shifted my leg.

"Where'd you find this place?" He asked softly, reaching out a hand to hold mine on the tabletop.

"The owner of the shop where I bought the dress suggested it. She told me it was great for their food and view." I glanced back out the windows that were the walls, the twilit skyline of Seattle spread beneath us. "She's been right so far."

As if by cue a man stepped up to our table.

"Welcome to the Space Needle. May I start you off with a wine?" Draco looked up at the man and ordered the most expensive wine on the menu. The man grinned widely before leaving. I shook my head, if only the man knew that he was dealing with the richest man in the Wizarding World. After Lucius had been killed in the final battle, everything had been left to Draco.

"Hadn't we decided on moderation?" I asked, grinning. He smiled back.

"Until our Honeymoon is over, moderation will not exist in my vocabulary." He lifted my fingers to his lips, brushing them softly. I smiled. We'd been married exactly one month and were only halfway through our Honeymoon. I had been hoping for a small, romantic trip but Draco had had other thoughts. What he had called a simple trip had turned into a worldwide tour. I sighed and shifted in my seat.

"Are you all right?" Draco asked, concern in his eyes. I nodded, smiling.

"I'm fine." Draco opened his mouth to say something else but was interrupted by the waiter with the wine. We then ordered our dinner. The waiter left and Draco grabbed my hand again.

"I have something for you." I raised my eyebrows.

"Again?" Draco had been giving me gifts so often during our honeymoon that I'd had to owl-order them home. An image of Draco coming back to the hotel room a few days ago with a box full of antique books flitted through my mind.

"Yes, as I said, moderation doesn't exist." He smiled at me and reached into an inside pocket, pulling out a small box. He handed this to me and I grabbed it. Hesitating for a moment, I finally opened the box and my mouth fell open.

"Oh, Draco." I breathed. In the inside of the box a necklace lay on black velvet. The most gorgeous necklace I'd ever seen. It was in the shape of a star, the middle holding a large moonstone that seemed to glow as it shimmered. The arms of the star were lined with diamonds.

I pulled it out of the box and held it in front of me. Draco stood and came to stand beside me.

"Let me help." He took the necklace from my hand and fastened it carefully around my neck. I brought my hand to it and Draco went back to his seat.

The waiter returned with our plates.

"May I get a glass of ice water?" I asked softly. The waiter nodded and left us again. He returned a few minutes later with my water.

"No wine, Hermione?" Draco asked, before beginning to eat.

"Not tonight. It wouldn't sit well with my stomach." I smiled and he shrugged. How to tell him? I sighed softly and began to eat. The next several minutes were filled with a comfortable silence. Then…

"I have something to tell you." I looked up from my plate. Draco was grinning.

"Yes?"

"You said you wanted to go to Salem, correct?" I nodded and his grin widened. "I booked us a charter plane tomorrow."

"I thought we were headed to Tokyo tomorrow." He shrugged.

"We can always go after." I shook my head with a bemused smile. He'd changed plans several times during the trip, mainly whenever there was a place he thought I'd like to see. My mind flickered over the topic I'd been avoiding all night, worrying about how to bring it up. Finally I decided to just let it out.

"Draco. I have something to tell you too."

"What?" He lifted his wine glass to his mouth. I took a deep breath.

"I'm pregnant." Draco made a choking sound in mid-drink. He set the glass on the table swiftly and stared at me, not noticing the red liquid on his chin.

"What!?"

"I'm pregnant." I repeated slowly. It happened immediately.

Somehow, in the matter of an instant, Draco was beside me. Then he was kissing me with unrivaled passion. A wolf whistle sounded from somewhere behind me in the restaurant and my cheeks burned. Draco on the other hand took this as an invitation and lifted me out of the chair, deepening our kiss. I smiled, wrapping my arms around his neck.

After what seemed like hours we separated, breathless. Draco stared at me and then smirked impishly. I raised an eyebrow.

"What do you think about us skipping dinner and going straight back to the hotel?" His husky whisper held more than just a note of suggestion. I flushed, the sultry note making heat puddle in my stomach.

"What about dessert?" I asked slyly, if a little breathlessly.

"Only if you're on the menu…"

Eight months later….

"Who in their right mind would name their child Scorpius?" I was seated on the bed, staring at Draco who was in the middle of changing into a pair of silk pajama bottoms. He stopped mid-pull.

"Why? What's wrong with Scorpius?" I put a hand over my very much pregnant belly.

"It's just such an odd name. Can you imagine going through adolescence with a name like that?" He pulled his pants up and smiled grimly.

"Well, Draco is a strange name and I lived with it."

"Yes, but Scorpius?" I grimaced.

"Well its better than what my mum wanted it to be if it's a girl…." He shuddered. "I'd rather not have my daughter named after her." I scowled as he walked over and climbed into bed. I sighed.

"How about this… If it's a girl, I name her and if it's a boy…" I scowled. "You can name him. Is that a fair deal?" He smiled.

"Perfect." He leaned in to kiss me but pain shot across my belly and I gasped. I curled around my belly and gasped again as I felt liquid against my thighs. My water had just broke.

"Hermione?" His voice was full of worry as he pulled me to a sitting position. "Honey?"

"Draco, it's time to go to St. Mungo's." He made a strangled sound then jumped up swiftly.

"Where's the floo powder?" He asked frantically, rummaging through the large chest of drawers. Smiling at his panic stricken voice I carefully swung my legs off the bed and tucked them into my slippers.

"It's on the mantle piece."

"Oh." Rushing over to the large fireplace, he pulled a small jar off of the mantle. He then threw a handful into the empty hearth and emerald flames came to life immediately.

Hurrying back over to me, he helped me to my feet and ushered me over to the fireplace.

"Honey…" I said calmly, he looked at me, worry etched on his face. I laughed in spite of myself. "Its okay, the baby will take a bit to get here. You can put a shirt on."

Several hours later…

"Would you like some more tea Mr. Malfoy?" Draco's voice shook softly as he answered.

"No, I'll be fine." The medi-witch nodded and left the room, closing the door softly behind her.

"Are you feeling better Draco?" I watched him take a large drink of the calming tea that he'd been given when he'd swooned a short time earlier. I smiled, remembering him falling on his arse. He chuckled softly.

"I'm fine. I just got a little dizzy, that's all." He stood from his seat and walked over to whereI lay on the hospital bed. He looked down at the bundle in my arms. I followed his gaze and a blissful happiness filled my chest.

Our baby lay asleep in my arms. Draco reached down and pushed the little pink hat away from the baby's head. Softly, he touched the shock of platinum hair that covered her scalp.

"She's perfect, Hermione." He whispered, running his finger down the side of her plump face. "Did you decide on a name?" I looked up into his face, noting the happiness there and nodded.

"Elizabeth." I cuddled her close to my chest. "Elizabeth Marie Malfoy." I looked back up at him and he nodded before leaning down to kiss me tenderly.

We separated and both looked down at her to find tiny brown eyes looking back up at us.

"She has your eyes." He said softly. Elizabeth's brown gaze flicked to him and she gurgled softly. I smiled.

"Do you want to hold her, Daddy?" He grinned at the title and held out his arms. Very gently, I placed her in the crook of his arm. He placed a finger in the palm of her hand and she wrapped her tiny fingers around it.

He began to rock her softly back and forth and very slowly, her eyes began to close.

The door opened softly and I jumped slightly. The medi-witch came back in.

"May I take the baby to get her measurements?" I nodded and the woman tenderly took Elizabeth from Draco. He looked unwilling to give her up. The woman noticed this and smiled kindly.

"Don't worry; I'll have her back in no time." He nodded and watched her leave before turning back to me. He sat down on the bed next to me.

I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck, exhausted but extremely content.

Pressing my face against Draco's soft hair, I sighed.

"Hmmm…. Who would have ever thought it? Me and You, parents."

"Of a beautiful baby girl…" He said, his voice very soft, almost wistful.

"I blame you." I said with a soft laugh.

He turned to me and grinned wickedly. "I'll happily take the blame for another one." He whispered huskily. I raised an eyebrow.

"Really… and are you going to carry him for 9 months?" He chuckled and kissed me sweetly, entwining my fingers with his. I relaxed against the bed with a soft sigh.

"I love you, Draco." My Dragon's smile was warm as he looked down at me.

"Until the end Hermione."

xENDx

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