A/N: Final chapter, dear readers! As promised, it's a short and sweet one.

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"Slow down!" Draco winced as Mellon was still much too fast for a proper landing. The already abused flowers came closer rapidly, and the wizard on his back readied himself for a violent impact. "SLOW DOWN!" he yelled, sending the message equally over the empathic link with the dragon.

Finally, Mellon gave in and flapped his enormous wings in a counter movement, the additional resistance lowering their speed.

"Now, concentrate!" As if it always happened this way, the dragon set his feet on the ground and balanced his weight to come to an almost soft halt.

Draco gave a relieved sigh. It was their fourteenth try on this beautiful Sunday morning, after all. The blond glided from Mellon's back and patted him.

"Well done! See, all you needed was some dedication to the cause."

Now that their task was mastered, the two males settled down on a patch of grass to enjoy the sun, Draco munching on some biscuits he grabbed from the Manor's kitchens and sharing one with Mellon occasionally.

"What do you think of the property we visited yesterday? Did you like it?" He had taken Mellon on a little trip the day before which led them to a vast patch of land the Malfoys owned by the sea shore, which included a homey cottage with no less than six bedrooms.

He received contentedness from the animal, and a bit of giddy excitement because of the many sheep they saw.

"Yes, I thought so. You know, that's the place I imagine us in a year or two, when Hermione's and my studies are nearly finished. There's enough space for you to fly and hunt, and for me and Hermione to settle down." He was really happy nobody saw him now, for he felt his face forming a sappy smile. His private Gryffindor did strange things to him and his feelings. "But don't you dare tell her!" Draco threw him a strict glance, even if he knew the dragon didn't talk. "I don't want to put any kind of pressure on her. And, after all, there's yet to be a library installed at the house. Though, if we're lucky, Charlie will find you a compatible female companion, and we can all move there together."

"You picked Sea Star Cottage?" Draco, engrossed in his plans, hadn't heard his mother approaching. He spotted her standing just some metres away, a folded piece of parchment in her hand and regal as always.

The young man sighed, "If you must know, yes. I don't think it a good idea to move into Malfoy Manor so soon, and it's a beautiful piece of land."

"It is, indeed. And I really understand my son and future daughter-in-law," her voice went slightly up and Draco grinned at her implicated question, "wouldn't want to move into the centre of the Malfoy legacy."

"One step at a time, Mother. We're still young, and just started enjoying a peaceful life without heavy expectations looming over our head."

"Nevertheless, seeing as the botanical version of the family crest has to undergo some serious renovations," the witch sent a reproachful glance to the guilty looking reptile that still rested on the warm grass, "I thought it a perfect opportunity to adapt the Malfoy crest a bit." Narcissa handed her son the parchment. Draco's face conveyed emotions of curiosity, then surprise, then gratefulness. His mother really updated the thing; she had made the green a bit lighter, the 'M' a bit softer on the edges, but there were two changes the heir truly appreciated: the dragons were a perfect copy of his graceful companion now, complete with silvery scales and purple irises, and the motto that had so long darkened the past, 'Sanctimonia Vincet Semper', -was gone.

"C-can we do that? Change it?" Draco blinked, carefully excited.

His mother winked at him, showing him again how much life and energy she held, despite all she had seen her family going through.

"You're the head of the Malfoy family now, Draco. You have every right to exorcise some demons of the past, consider the good parts, and create your own legacy, don't you think?"

The young man didn't answer, he simply got up and hasted towards the Manor, the parchment with the newly designed crest firmly in his hands. It was time to give his muggleborn girlfriend, the Brightest-Witch-of-Her-Age, a proper wake-up call. Was there a better way to symbolise the change?

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"Look who's back from work!" Hermione bounced the toddler on her lap when Draco entered the living room.

He dropped to the couch next to her. When the wizard came close, she crinkled her nose at the smell, analysing it for a second.

"Got partnered up with Seamus in Experimental Potions again?"

As an answer, he merely stuck a finger through the burnt hole in his perfectly suited robe. The little one didn't seem to mind the smell and giggled at the sight.

"You're laughing, Teddy, but my ears are still ringing from the explosion." Draco tousled the boy's bright blue hair. Addressing Hermione, he asked, "Mother and Aunt Andromeda dropped him off for their tea time slash gossip watch on Diagon Alley?"

"Yes, they did. And in passing, your mother showed her Slytherin streaks."

The young man groaned, familiar with Narcissa's antics.

"She asked me straight out if she could give the toys she found in the Manor to Teddy, or if we needed them sometime soon."

He couldn't help but chuckle, which earned him a sharp elbow in his ribs by his scandalised girlfriend.

"So, no sweet baby dragons in the near future?" he wriggled his eyebrows suggestively.

Only the arrival of Harry and Ron in the living room of Grimmauld Place saved him from being punished again.

To everyone's surprise (except Hermione's, because she was the one who prodded him mercilessly) Harry, Draco and Ron used the time when she prepared for her university classes, that would start in October, for 'male bonding', meaning: drinking, playing cards, chess, and, of course, Quidditch. More often than not, their witches joined them, and the press had a field day when they caught Draco and Hermione in a full snog in the alley next to the wizarding club 'Bond'.

The resulting headlines varied from 'Love against all odds - Handsome Malfoy heir caught the Golden Girl's heart' (Witch Weekly) to 'Good girl gone bad - how convicted Death Eater Draco Malfoy used the Imperius Curse to seduce war heroine Hermione Granger' (Daily Prophet). The latter one caused Draco to throw a tantrum worthy of his lineage and former house, and a vial of a highly addictive and illegal magical drug to be 'accidentally' found in Rita Skeeter's desk.

Freshly out of their Auror robes, the brunette's two best friends settled down on the vast sofas in their home. Harry casually handed Draco a cooled bottle of butterbeer and gestured to the book lying on the coffee table.

"Oh, Hermione, don't you think Teddy is a bit too young to understand that?" he picked the book up and showed it to Ron.

"'The Lord of The Rings,'" the redhead read aloud before adding, "Isn't it kind of the second part of the Hobbity?"

"'The Hobbit', Ronald, and not really. And, of course Teddy is too young for it -actually, Draco's the one reading it."

Harry and Ron turned to the blond inquisitively, who shrugged his shoulders non-committedly. Hermione smiled lovingly at him; she simply cherished the hours they spent together in her bedroom upstairs, cuddling, reading -and doing very delightful (and safe!) other things.

She emerged from her thoughts just in time, because Draco answered, "When in Rome-"

"-Do as the Romans do," Ron finished for him. Everybody looked at him, a bit flabbergasted. "Hey, turned out I am capable of walking into Flourish and Blotts without Hermione's nagging to read something besides Quidditch tactics and buy a book about idiots myself." Ron said with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Idioms!" Hermione corrected him automatically, and her friends burst out laughing at the typical Hermione-ness of it. To distract himself from laughing at his witch, Draco settled Teddy on his lap, who immediately changed his hair and eyes to match the famous Malfoy complexion. They really were entirely too cute together, and Hermione could very well picture Draco holding a child of his own. But now was not the time. She was more than eager to start her Healer training and loved how well Draco had settled into his own choice of career.

Ron handed her a book-sized parcel, "The thing is, they have a muggle section now, and I brought you a book from there, Hermione. I thought you might need it."

The witch unwrapped the present to find a children's book with a colourful cover, reading, 'How to Train Your Dragon'.

The blond wizard sneered in an approximation of his former self, but his voice was filled with humour when he drawled, "Wouldn't you agree this dragon on the cover is quite… cute?"

The others nodded.

"See, and this is where your comparison lacks, Weasley. I'm a Malfoy, and Malfoys aren't cute," he smirked and winked at Hermione. "We're ravishingly handsome."

A/N: While I already have an idea in mind for another Dramione story, I have to step back from writing for a bit, hopefully not more than a few weeks, I don't know yet, work is simply too demanding at the moment *sigh*

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