[✓] VITA NOVA || Dramione

A Few Years later

Cheers sprung up around me. I was with Hermione at Harry and Ginny's wedding. We were still engaged, waiting until after everyone else got married. Harry and Ginny just finished their I do's and we were all headed to the reception. Ginny eventually broke up with Blaise once she realized he was secretly dating Pansy. Pansy then broke up with Ron, or rather Ron broke up with Pansy. Ron then went on to marry Astoria Greengrass. Pansy married Blaise. Harry married Ginny and so on.

"Draco, honey, you never did mention all those years ago why you have a Slytherin crest tattoo on your arm," My love's voice breaks my thoughts.

"I was filled with pride when I was younger. In our third year, I got a tattoo without asking anyone, knowing they wouldn't be mad at me because I am a bloody Malfoy, for Merlin's sake!" I argued as she made a tsk, tsk sound with her tongue.

"Oy, Hermione, Draco, we have news for you," Mi and I turned our heads to see Ron and Astoria Weasley walking towards us. "We're expecting a little Weasley! I'm going to be a dad!" Ron looked like a little boy on Holiday. Astoria patted his head and he stopped jumping up and down.

- - - Hermione pov - - -

"Congratulations you guys. I'm so happy for you both," I congratulate as Draco and Ron share a look that makes me suspicious. Apparently, Astoria noticed it too because she looked at me, confused. I looked right back at her the same way. Draco and Ron must have noticed our looks and laughed, together might I add.

"What is going on between you two?" Astoria questions.

"Ron was helping me redo Malfoy Manor. For Hermione and our someday children." Draco beams at me.

"Oh, Ron, Draco, You didn't have to. I didn't mind the dark decor and black wallpaper. Thank you, though." I hug Ron first, then Draco.

"We really should get to my sister's reception now. You two are bridesmaids." Ron gestures between Astoria and I.

"Let's go then," I grab Draco's hand. Astoria and Ron walk ahead of us, giving us privacy. "Draco, we're both almost twenty-three. I want to get married. I want to move into Malfoy Manor as Hermione Malfoy and have a dozen tiny Malfoys with you, Draco."

- - - Draco pov - - -

Talk about speechless. Hermione and I have been walking to the reception for two minutes and neither of us has spoken. Perhaps it was my lack of words that made her not able to speak or maybe it was her flushing pink cheeks that shocked me. "I want that too," My own voice shocked even me as I broke the silence. "I want to come home from work to see you and my children running around, playing, and being happy. I want to be a dad and I know you want to be a mom. I can tell by the way you look at little Teddy and Victoire. You love children, just as I love you," I gently brush my fingers against Hermione's hand and take it in mine.

"Let's get married," She whispers and I hug her with all of my heart.