All You Need. *Complete*

The Truth

You washed your face, brushed your teeth and hair and got into your pjs, and were just climbing into bed when the door opened and Draco walked in.

"There's my girl." He smiled and kissed you. "I think it is safe to say that we may have successfully delivered the best gift Harry has ever gotten."

"Besides meeting the love of his life, her agreeing to be his wife and carrying his child."

"Yeah, besides that," he smirked as he stripped and climbed into bed.

You opened the drawer on your bedside table and took out a small box, handing it to Draco. "Merry Christmas, my love."

"You didn't need to get me anything. You are officially relieved of having to ever buy me a gift when you took me back and told me you were making me a father."

"Well, it is just something small. More a novelty thing than anything else."

He untied the green silk bow and opened the box. He lifted out a book and turned it over in his hands.

"Our Love Story," he read from the cover.

"It is basically all the letters we wrote to each other, combined," you explained.

"Really?"

"Yeah, including a few that I wrote to you when we broke up. I know you never got to read them as I never sent them, but I wanted you to have them."

"Wow."

"There is also one I wrote when I found out I was pregnant and one I wrote the night I told you."

"Evee, this is -"

"Totally lame I know, but I just thought it was a good idea for a clean slate. To share it all with-"

He shut you up with a kiss.

"It is fantastic."

"It is only part of your present. The rest you will get tomorrow."

"I do love this. My very own romance novel."

"It makes for interesting reading, actually. Especially the one from last Christmas."

"I can't believe it has been a whole year since then. Thankfully, everything worked out for the best, and we are together again."

"And better than ever," you grinned. You knew it was corny, but you didn't care. "Merry Christmas, Draco."

"Merry Christmas, my love," he hummed.

***

"Merry Christmas, everyone!" Narcissa sang as you and Draco made your way downstairs the next morning.

"Morning, mother," he kissed her and took your hand, leading you into the dining room.

"Morning guys," you hugged and kissed Jonathan and Andi before kissing the top of Teddy's head and hugging Narcissa.

"Merry Christmas," Draco said, sitting down at the table.

With a pop Bailey, Poppy and Mac appeared with bowls and plates of food.

"You guys didn't have to cook for us. It's Christmas. You deserve a day off."

"But Miss Evee, Poppy loves to cook. It is Poppy's favourite hobby."

"Well, at least come and eat with us?" Draco offered.

The three elves smiled as they took seats at the table with us as we began to eat.

Teddy, who was sitting in his highchair next to you, was squishing up raspberry's in his little fists. He reached out his hand to try and grab your face.