Post DH #6 . . . . . The pleasure of your company

Epilogue

                                                                       Epilogue

"Tory?"

"Down here, Draco."

Astoria shaded her eyes and looked up to the balcony of the villa where Draco and she were spending their honeymoon.  She was stretched out on a chaise lounge, basking in the sunshine, working on her tan. 

"Ah, there you are."  Draco looked over the railing and then descended the stairs to join his new wife,  Daily Prophet in hand.  "This just arrived . . . the wedding is front page."

"Seriously?  Let me see!"  Sitting up, she reached for the paper and turned it over to see what had been reported.  There was a lovely picture of them at the altar, just as Vicar Grant was pronouncing them man and wife, when they kissed.  Scanning quickly, she saw that the article was very accurate in it's description of her gown and the flowers - her mother would be pleased. Turning the page, she found the rest of the report and a few casual pictures taken at the reception.

"All in all, they did a very nice job of it.  Oh look, they even mentioned Blaise proposing to Daphne!  But there's nothing about Harry letting us use Gryffindor's Sword for the cake cutting. I wonder why?"

"Well, that was something special, just for us and I doubt Harry wants it known he has the sword."

"Well, it is his, isn't it?"

"Technically, yes, but it's usually hanging on the wall at Hogwarts.  But, it is said it will make itself available to anyone at Hogwarts who is worthy of needing it, although I doubt that will happen any time soon . . .let's hope."

"I agree with you on that!"

"You're not getting too much sun, are you?"  Draco asked, looking at Astoria's shoulders.

"I was thinking of going inside for a bit, it is getting hot out here." Astoria replied.

"What makes you think it won't get hot inside?"  Draco wiggled his eyebrows at her.

"Well, there's hot and then there hhhooooottttt! Which were you talking about, hummm?"

"Well, let me just show you, shall I?"  Draco stood and scooped Astoria up in his arms and headed into the villa.  "I could get used to this honeymoon bit, you know?"

"Oh, shut up and kiss me, you fool!"

"Yes, dear."