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Forever A Malfoy.

Laurel

July 1st, 1998

Our first anniversary was spent in Greece. I've always wanted to visit there, and Draco saw to it that we did. I was halfway through my pregnancy, so there were many things I couldn't do, but I didn't mind. I was living my life carefree with him. That's all that mattered. We didn't have a war to worry about. There were no sides. Nothing to fear except the joys of parenting that are to come.

We had decided to wait until the shock of the war and the death of Bellatrix to wear down before we told Narcissa and Lucius. Narcissa cried happily and instantly began planning a baby shower. Lucius reaction was what surprised me, however. When we revealed that he was gaining a granddaughter, he cried similarly to Narcissa, and pulled me into a hug and officially welcomed me into his family as his daughter.

Telling Nana was easier than I thought. Mostly because Theo let it slip before I had the chance. She was thrilled to be gaining a great-grandchild. My father on the other hand doesn't know since he is in Azkaban.

Harry, Ron and Hermione each fought to save the Malfoys and Theo from prison time. When they asked about my father, I told them I didn't care. Especially when I found out he killed my adoptive mother and sold out my birth mother. He can rot in hell for all I care.

Draco and I spent most of our time relaxing, and making up for the months we spent apart during the war. By that, I mean fucking each other senseless. Narcissa and Lucius offered for us to live in the Manor for as long as we wanted seeing as Draco would inherit it one day, but for the time being, we purchased a tiny cottage similar to the one Bill and Fleur Weasley live in. Ours is in the middle of a forest surrounded by trees with an enchantment around it so muggles can't find it.

Our first year of marriage was crazy and filled with pain, death, guilt and remorse. But it was also filled with many blessings in disguise.

Draco

November 5th, 1998

Piper Lyra Malfoy was born at 7:22 am weighing six pounds and nine ounces, twenty inches tall. She has snowy white hair and piercing grey eyes. When I held her for the first time, I cried uncontrollably. Happy tears of course. She was a spitting image of her mother. I could only hope she didn't possess her spunk as well. I'm in for it when she gets older.

I loved Laurel, and I didn't think it was possible to love her even more but I did. She gave me this tiny, beautiful human being. I never thought I'd love another female, but I do. I'm so beyond in love with this little girl. She is my entire world, and I would do anything to protect her.

Laurel

March 14th, 2003

Draco and I never discussed how many children we wanted, but we never did anything to prevent another from being brought into this world. Due to stress, I suffered from two miscarriages. We didn't want to give up, but we also didn't want to try. I wasn't sure I could deal with another loss emotionally.

At 9:57 pm, on March 14th, 2003, weighing 7 pounds, 9 ounces, and twenty-one inches long, our baby boy, Oliver Scorpius Malfoy came into our world. Just like his sister and father, he also possessed the trademarked Malfoy platinum blonde had and ice grey eyes. Draco picked the name much to my surprise. Though he never liked Grant, he felt he owed it to his legacy. Thus selecting the name.

Grant knew I was pregnant. One day while on the run with Harry Ron and Hermione, I sent him a Patronus and told him. I confided in him and told him I was scared. He was the only one who knew.

I miss him.

Piper was beyond thrilled to have a younger brother. I knew that she'd protect him at all costs like Theo and I did at times. Better than Theo and I actually.

Theo was the best uncle you could ask for. He claims he will never have children because he adores his niece and nephew too much. He just isn't cut out for the whole thing, which is fine. Not everyone is.

He and Rachel married last month. I cried when they told me he proposed. I never thought we'd see the day that Theodore Nott, the campus slut would settle down, but he did. He's happy.

We're all happy.

September 1st, 2017

"Do you have everything you need?" I asked Oliver. I was adjusting his jacket, being a mom as we waited for the train. "Because I can always send it as soon as I get home—"

"Mum," my thirteen year old groaned. Draco and I weren't surprised, to say the least when the children developed an English accent. How could they not? If we lived in the states like Rachel and Theo do with their newborn twins then my children would have an American accent. "This is my third year. I'm fine."

"Yes, but you always forget something."

"Dad," he groaned. "Make her stop."

"Laurel," Draco smirked. "You need to leave him to make his own mistakes."

"I know, but he's my baby boy. I just want him to be prepared."

"And he will be."

"We should have sent them to Ilvermorny."

"Hogwarts is better."

"Draco Malfoy defending Hogwarts? I never thought I'd see the day." Harry laughed as he pulled his old friend into a hug. "Excited for another year at school, Oliver?"

"Yes, Mr Potter. I'm excited to show Albus around."

Harry and Draco developed an actual friendship over the years. Especially when Harry kept him and our family out of Azkaban for being death eaters. We get together once a month with the Potters and Weasleys for dinner.

All of them.

Piper and Victoire Weasley were best friends along with Teddy Lupin. The trio vaguely reminded me of Harry, Ron and Hermione in a way.

Ollie gave Draco and me one final hug and kiss goodbye before boarding the train with the Potter boys.

"Darling," Draco said softly. "Why are you crying? It's not his first year. You don't have to cry every time he leaves. You didn't every time Piper left for school."

"You're right," I laughed. "You cried." I nuzzled my head against his chest while he rested his hand on my waist. "Let's have another baby."

"Love, we'll be in our fifties by the time that one goes to school."

"So will Theo." I reminded him. A smirk tugged at his lips loosely. We waved to the children as the train began to leave the platform. "So?" I asked. "What do you think?"

"I think that I'm so undeniably in love with you, that I automatically want the same things as you."

"I love you Draco Malfoy."

"And I love you Laurel Malfoy. Always."

"And forever."

The End

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If you've finished this and are craving more Draco, go read "Needy".

If you want Weasley drama, read "Chasing Constellations".