A/N- This is the end! I hope everyone likes it, I've never really written an ending like this before. I just wanted to throw out a quick thank you once more to everyone who supported this story and added it to their fav/follow list, as well as those people who have reviewed!

Also a big thank you to my beta who doesn't have a fanfiction account and will therefore never see this Author's Note - but you're appreciated regardless!

Epilogue

"Where did that little terror get to now?" Severus asked, searching behind the couch in the sitting room. Hermione, who was heavily pregnant, giggled slightly and Draco entered the room, holding his five year old son by the ankle.

"Did you lose something, dad?" Draco asked, approaching Severus with the child.

"Grandpa was supposed to find me, daddy. That's how hide and seek works."

"You're also supposed to stay in the same room, Scorp. If not, it would take grandpa ages to find you in a house this large. Plus all those stairs? You'd be ready to go to Hogwarts before you were found."

Draco flipped his son around before placing his feet on the floor.

"Okay, grandpa! Are you ready? You have to count."

"Enough hide and seek for now, Scorpius," Hermione chastised, "our guests will be here any moment and then you'll have some friends to play with."

"Is Uncle Blaise coming with Dom?"

Blaise and Pippa had a son two months after Hermione and Draco; it turned out that Pippa was pregnant before Draco and Hermione's wedding, they just didn't want to say anything and steal their friends' thunder. They had named their son Domenico, true to Blaise's Italian heritage, but everyone called him 'Dom' for short.

"Yes, the whole family is coming," Draco answered, picking his child up and smoothing out his shirt slightly while Severus left to find Narcissa.

Two years after Dom was born, Blaise and Pippa had a daughter, Caterina, who everyone called 'Cat' for short, much to Pippa's chagrin. Hermione's blonde best friend was pregnant again, but since they had one of each gender, now they were just excited for the baby's arrival.

Hermione could relate.

Her due date had been 6 days ago, so either the healers were morons and got her date wrong or her baby just really didn't want to make an arrival. Hermione and Draco opted out of knowing the gender of their child, the truly didn't care what sex it was, as long as it was healthy.

She stood from the couch and started moving around, tired of sitting around waiting. She had even done everything the healers had suggested in order to move the labour along and nothing was happening. Her water broke the evening before, but when labour didn't actively start her Healer said that if she didn't start active labour by the next evening they would take matters into her own hands. She had been having tiny contractions all day, but nothing major. Nothing that said she would be in active labour that night.

She sighed.

Draco looked at her and instantly understood that she was done with the pregnancy. Hell, she'd been done for a month now and he felt bad that she hadn't gone into labour yet. He had done everything he could to help her along but nothing was working.

This baby was clearly just as stubborn as its mother.

The doorbell rang and Hermione could faintly hear the house elves taking jackets on the cold December day before ushering the Zabini family toward the sitting room.

Pippa groaned when she saw Hermione, "I was hoping to come in and see a new baby."

"As if we wouldn't tell you when I went into labour," Hermione said, rolling her eyes. Scorpius squealed upon seeing his friends and they all instantly went into a corner of the room. Hermione had the distinct feeling that they were hatching an idea to get snacks.

"Where are Potter and Weasley?" Blaise asked, "I found this antique broom and wanted to show everyone."

"Show me!" Draco said, leaving his very pregnant wife with their son as he followed Blaise from the room.

Hermione sighed and tried to settle back on the couch with as much dignity retained as possible. She was as large as a whale and could barely move, let alone sit on a couch with any grace.

The doorbell rang again.

"Oh that should be the Potter's and Weasley's. At least I won't be the only huge one here, now," Hermione said as Sylvie waddled into the room. Lydia wasn't pregnant nor did she and Harry have any children, but it wasn't for lack of trying. Apparently Harry wasn't quite barren, but he wasn't the most fertile man out there, either.

"I'm about done with this shite!" Sylvie said instantly, then said, "Sorry my darlings," to Scorpius, Domenico and Caterina, who were all terrorizing an elf to bring them snacks. Hermione didn't have the energy to scold her child at the moment.

"Tell me about it," Hermione griped, attempting to stand again. For some reason she couldn't sit still.

"Have you picked out names yet?" Lydia asked when she returned to the couch. She had given the elf permission to bring the children a light snack and some juice, and then she picked up Caterina and made the three year old snuggle with her on the couch.

"We have but we aren't telling anyone. We want it to be a surprise."

"Like anything could be more surprising than 'Scorpius'?"

The women laughed and Hermione's son ran over and said, "What?"

"Nothing darling," Hermione said, bending down and picking up her five year old.

She almost staggered when a sharp pain ripped through her back, catching her completely off guard.

"Oh!" she said, surprised.

"What is it?" Pippa asked, standing up immediately. She was only a few months pregnant and barely showing.

"I definitely just had a big contraction," Hermione said, grinning despite the pain she felt. She set Scorpius back on his feet and her son was looking up at her in fear, "Does that mean the baby is coming?" he asked.

"Can you go find daddy for me?" Hermione asked instead. Scorpius nodded and headed for the door, Dom following behind.

Another contraction hit Hermione before she could move but this one had her bending slightly at the pain. She looked at Pippa in slight confusion, "Why were those so close together?"

"Oh no…" Pippa said, "We need to go, now."

"It'll still be hours, yet," Hermione argued, "I was in labour for 12 hours with Scorpius."

"That was a completely different set of circumstances," Pippa said.

"I'm not going anywhere yet, Pippa. I'll get to St. Mungo's and they'll send me right home," Hermione said, gripping the couch in pain as she grit her teeth against another one.

"No, Hermione. It's coming fast. This happens more than you even know. We need to go."

Hermione insisted on waiting for Draco, and when twenty minutes and five different sets of contractions had come and gone but Draco hadn't shown up she screamed for an elf.

"Find Master Draco," Hermione spat at the elf, wondering where her mother-in-law and Severus had gotten to.

Five minutes later Draco and Blaise rushed into the room to find Hermione on the floor on her hands and knees, her face covered in sweat. Draco's eyes widened.

"Mother!" He yelled, "Watch the children!" and without even waiting for an answer from the woman he and Blaise gripped Hermione by the arm and helped her to her feet. She doubled over instantly, gasping.

"Shite, shite, shite," Draco said, "Why did you wait so long!? Blaise floo to St. Mungo's and tell them we need a Healer here now."

"I want my own Healer," Hermione argued, breathing hard.

"That might not be possible, darling," Draco said, "But Blaise will check."

The room was suddenly full, and Harry and Ron looked shocked that their best friend was going to give birth in the sitting room.

Narcissa ushered everyone but Pippa and Draco out, Lydia taking Caterina and led them to the dining room instead. There was already an arrangement of hors d'oeuvres spread across the table as well as refreshments lined up. Apparently the elves at Malfoy Manor worked quickly.

"Everyone might as well wait, since apparently this baby isn't taking any time on arriving now. Help yourselves, Severus, please entertain our guests."

"I want to be with my mummy!" Scorpius cried, clinging onto Narcissa's skirt.

"You stay with grandpa. I bet if you ask nicely he'll even play hide and seek with you," Narcissa coaxed. That was the boy's favourite game and he absolutely loved when his grandpa played it with him.

"Is my mum okay?" Scorp asked, his little chin quivering.

"She'll be fine, and when you see her next you'll have a little brother or sister to help take care of."

Narcissa rushed from the room and back into the sitting room and started her spell work. She sterilized the room to the best of her ability and changed the couch into something that more resembled a hospital bed as Blaise, accompanied by Hermione's personal Healer emerged from the fireplace.

Hermione smiled slightly to see Healer Johnson come out of the fireplace and Narcissa huffed as she recast her sterilizing spell.

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Blaise and Pippa left the room immediately and went to find their children; they were considered family by Draco and Hermione, but they still felt the two deserved their privacy.

Even though the entire dining room, which was just across the hall from the sitting room, could hear Hermione's screams. No one thought to cast a silencing spell.

Luckily, the new baby arrived quickly. Hermione only had to push for ten minutes before the newest addition to their family was born.

Narcissa opened the doors to the sitting room and the friends and family approached them slowly. They entered to see Draco cradling his tiny new born in his large muscular arms, tears in his eyes. Scorpius ran forward and clamped his little arms around his father's legs.

"Can I see, daddy?"

Draco carefully lowered to his knees so that his newborn son was level with his five year old son.

"Scorpius, I'd like you to meet your baby brother, Cepheus."

The entire room except for Narcissa and Severus groaned upon hearing the newest Malfoy's name. Draco and Hermione had to stick with tradition, after all.