Scorpius watched his Rose walk down the aisle towards him, her eyes fixed on his, never looking away. She smiled and gave him a sly wink which he was glad that Ron didn't notice as he would have been strangled alive.

She was a vision, a sequence from right out of his fantasies, from the pristine white dress that she wore that flowed down to her ankles and the think straps on her shoulders, the ring on her finger and the veil that covered her face, hid most of it from view, but her blue eyes penetrated the substance and locked on his.

He couldn't keep the grin off his face and the love out of his gaze. His heart felt to near exploding and he felt like he couldn't breathe. This is where he needed to be, here, under this golden arch, stood in front of these white garden chairs filled with his family with his best friend, Leo Zabini, at his side, watching the love of his life walk towards him on a forest green carpet.

She reached him and he stepped off the little podium to take her hand, interlacing their fingers. The smile she gave him was so full of love that he had to fight to not kiss her right there and then.

He pulled her slightly, but was stopped when a force on Rose's other side pulled her back.

Mr. Weasley.

"Dad…" Rose sighed, pulling on her arm that was held tightly in the crook of his own. "Let go." She whispered, pulling slightly harder, but Ron refused to budge. She groaned in annoyance and shrugged before a burst of laughter escaped her mouth. Scorpius felt his mouth twitch and couldn't help the smile spread across his face and her tinkling laughter.

Rose shook her head and kissed her dad on the cheek just as Hermione Weasley pulled Ron backwards, slowly making him release her and Scorpius pulled her slightly foreword. Ron was determined and held onto her arm until they were both stretched out to there fullest.

"Let go, daddy," Ron sighed and dropped her arm, wrapping his arm around his own wife's waist.

"Fine," he said, "but if the git hurts you, you let me know, okay sweetie?" He glared daggers in Scorpius' direction. Rose laughed and agreed before lifting her veil and kissing her father on the cheek.

With a weary sigh he slowly let his arm fall and let Scorpius pull her up to the podium. They both turned to look at the Minister and Scorpius leaned towards her and whispered, "you look breathtaking," his lips skimming her ear lightly. He could detect her slight shiver and he grinned slightly wolfishly.

The wedding went by in a blur to Scorpius, he could only concentrate on the feel of her fingers entangles in his. When the time came to say their vows, he was slightly shocked at how little time they had spent up here in front of their friends and families.

They turned to each other and Scorpius felt slightly self-conscious at the thought of all those people staring at him as they waited for him to speak.

Good thing that she was going first.

"Okay, first of all," her voice floated out and sounded like music to his ears. "I have to say that I've been getting cold feet the past couple of days about this wedding, you know, signs that this wont work. Dreams, thoughts, feelings." Her words slammed into him and his heart speed up considerably, hoping against hope that she wasn't about to hop down and run away. "But, every time I look at you, I know that this is where I'm supposed to be, A Weasley soon to be a Malfoy. This is my place now, where I need to be. With you. Nothing can take that from us and I promise that I'll stay here. Forever. Because when I'm with you, I'm home, I'm safe and I'm where I want to be. I love you Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy and nobody will tell me different or I will personally castrate them."

While the audience laughed, Scorpius was dumbfounded. Everything around Rose faded out, leaving her stood there, utter perfection and a swell of emotion so deep took over and he had to fight the urge to cry at her words.

So he did the next best thing.

He grabbed Rose around the waist and pulled her so close, littering her face with tiny kisses before kissing her lips, gently moving his own.

It wasn't a passionate one, but it conveyed everything that he felt in that one perfect kiss.

He was unaware of everyone staring at him when he broke the kiss, looking at Rose who looked slightly shocked. He grinned and pecked her on the lips one more time, keeping a grip on her waist before he said his own vows.

"I don't care what anyone has to say about the 'rivalry' between Weasley and Malfoy's and how we shouldn't be together because it's 'wrong'. I love you. I don't give a damn what they have to say, because your mine, were here, that's all that matters."

"Nicely put," she whispered.

"Do you, Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy, take Rose Ann Weasley, to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?"

Scorpius looked straight into her eyes and one corner of his mouth lifted up as he picked up her hand and slid the silver band onto her finger.

"I do."

"Do you, Rose Ann Weasley, take Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy, to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?"

Rose sighed and looked around the guests sitting there, The Weasley's on one side, the Malfoy's on the other. But once her eyes connected with Draco Malfoy's, she knew what she had to do.

With a deep breathe she looked at Scorpius, gazing into the eyes that were identical to his fathers and breathed two simple words.

"I do."


"I swear to Merlin Scorpius, if you come near me again, I'll have your head!" Rose screamed as another contraction tore through her, sending ripples of pain through her entire body.

"You don't mean that, Rosie." Scorpius said from his place behind her, her hands wrapped around his at almost breaking point.

"Oh believe me when I saw, I do intend mean---Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!" Her grip on his hands tightened and even though he found her threats amusing, the sight of her in pain certainly wasn't.

He clambered out form behind her on the bed and stood beside her, doing anything in his power to make her pain go away. He pressed kisses along her forehead and down her nose and across her cheeks, one hand resting on her forehead, the other tightly holding her hand, uncaring if she broke it.

"Okay…I-Ive changed…my mind." She panted, letting her head fall back onto the pillows, her curly red hair spanning over it, creating a halo effect.

"What about?" He asked, slightly amused now her pain had passed.

"I won't kill you. I'll just maim you instead."

"That's nice, babes," he said, smiling at the midwife who was holding in her laughter.

"Come on Mrs Malfoy, one more push to go!" The Midwife declared, smiling up at the couple.

"Finally!" Rose exclaimed, sitting up and letting her body tighten to push their child out.

"One the count of three. One…Two…"

"Three." Rose said, letting her body do what it needs to do to give birth to their first born child.

"Annd…You have a baby boy!" The Midwife said as screeching filled the room. Scorpius looked up but only saw a mass of blonde hair before he was whisked away, out the double doors and around the corner.

"Were the hell is that nurse going with my baby?" Rose practically growled, a look of anger in her deep blue eyes.

"He's gone to get cleaned up." She informed her, before the nurse came back in with their son wrapped up in a blue blanket.

"Here you go Mr Malfoy." Scorpius let go of Rose's hand to hold their son – Their son! – and was amazed at how he fit into his arms, like that was were he was meant to be. They'd been trying so hard for a family and, while that was fun, it was annoying when each and every time they had failed to make a child. But here they are, with their child. His hair was platinum blonde, like his own and his eyes blue, but Scorpius knew that they would change. He was determined that the first Malfoy would be a carbon copy of himself and they'd change to a steel grey. His features were angular (like his own) and his tiny fists flailed as they went to grab onto something.

Scorpius ran a finger gently down his son's cheek when the fist wrapped around his finger and held on tight, Scorpius swore he forgot how to breathe.

"Don't I get to see my son?" Rose asked, quietly so as not to disturb the sleeping boy.

"Look at what we made!" Scorpius practically squealed as he sat beside his wife and let her take him from his arms.

"So you're the one who's been kicking me." She whispered, stroking the soft hair on top of his head.

Scorpius took the opportunity to kiss his wife soundly on the lips, the emotion welling inside him to much for him to handle.

They broke the kiss and looked at their son, Scorpius wrapping one arm around Rose the other wrapping around the arm holding their son.

He pressed a kiss to her temple and looked down at the son.

"Welcome to the world Nicholas Malfoy."