(This chapter will be in Draco's POV)
"Hermione I'm home!" Draco yell out across the flat.
Hermione and I have been married for three years. After I asked her to go on a date with me, there were many dates after. We hung out with Harry and Ron a lot, watching little James Sirius Potter, while talking, we went to restaurants a lot because neither of us could cook very well (which was okay by us), and many other dates, until one day, I knew I wanted to marry her.
I bought a ring and I proposed at the beach. I, of course had gotten her parents permission when we had gone to give them their memories back. She had gotten a job as a reporter for the Daily Prophet and I continued being a Healer. We have had a great life together so far.
I walked down the hall and looked in the empty room containing the family tree. Hermione was standing in front of it with tears rolling down her face.
" 'Mione? What's wrong?" I ask, walking over to her.
I put my hand on her shoulder. She smiled at me and pointed at our names on the tree.
Right under the words Draco Lucius Malfoy and Hermione Jean Malfoy, were three words.
Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy
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This Love
FanfikceIt wasn't their fault they fell in love. It just happened. -------------------------------------------------- "Do you trust me Hermione?" He whispered softly in her ear. Without thinking, she replied. "Yes..."
