Forget Me Not

Chapter Nine: Forever

...Five Years Later...

"Hermione dear, you will have try harder." The medi-witch coaxed her soothingly, but all Draco could do was flinch, he knew she wasn't going to adhere to the oh so helpful witch. Strangely enough he knew to keep his mouth shut and hold onto his beloved's hand, or at least not look to pained at the fact she was probably going to crush his bones in the vice grip she decided on unleashing onto his poor, unknowing fingers.

"Try harder?!" She let out a shrill laugh. "You act as if I'm just trying to learn a new spell- OH!" She gasped as beads of sweat rolled down her face. She was panting hard, and her face was serverly flushed. Her manicured eyebrows knitted together in concentration as she let out a deep breath. She still looked so beautiful, but again he knew not to open his big mouth; she'd definitely hex him. He just leaned in closer and planted a kiss on her matted hair.

"Just one more push!" The same witch encouraged.

"AHHH..." Hermione bellowed, seeming to give it all she had.

Suddenly the room was engulfed in small cries as the medi-witch held up his newborn, the instant he saw its squishy little face his heart shattered and melted all back together at same time. The love that rushed through him was almost overwhelming and he knew he let a tear slide down his cheek, but nothing else mattered except for his amazing wife that just gave him the best thing he could ever imagine. A baby.

"Here you are Mrs. Malfoy, a healthy baby girl." He sat beside Hermione and was entranced by the scene before him.

"Hello Mya." His wife cooed, soothing the cries away from their new baby. Hermione looked up and knew his grey eyes. He knew she was searching for his thoughts.

"She's more than beautiful. As are you. I think...no, I know I am the luckiest wizard to have ever lived. I love you Hermione." As he thought, his words seemed to shock her, he never was one to openly reveal his feelings, but he knew if he didn't, he might explode from all the love and happiness that was coursing through his system.

Slowly a face splitting grin spread across her tired features. Along with something mischievous; only his witch would be able to plot while just bringing new life into the world. He bit back a chuckle at his thoughts.

"I love you too, and I think now as a good a time as ever seeing how happy you seem..." She trailed off as a devious smirk pulled at her lips.

"Tell me what?" He tried his best to wipe ny semblance of amusement off his face.

"Harry and Ginny are her Godparents." Again she let a brilliant smile split her face in two. She knew exactly what she was doing, because he actually couldn't be bothered to care... Much. It was still Potter after all.

"You're insufferable you know." He teased as he planted a feather light kiss on his baby girl.

"Yes, but you love me." He couldn't help the laugh that echoed out of his chest. He enveloped her lips in a deep kiss and all too soon he pulled away.

"That I do."