Disclosure Hp belongs to Jkr. The storyline, new character development, new events, and new characters are my intellectual property. Glorioux

A/N Due to the lack of interest, this story is concluded for now. It is at a good point. It will be deleted by Jan 2020

Short Epilogue

While a big double wedding was planned, Balthasar and Hermione had zero time alone. During the days that followed, much of the time was spent on celebrations, meetings, and training.

Their concern about other enemies was real. The Elven and the Malfoy believed that if Hermione stayed in certain places, such as the Magical world, the Elven far realms, or with Diana's people, she would be relatively safe.

"If we go back to Malfoy Manor, Hermione could come and go as she pleases. Diana made a good choice leaving her with her human parents; she has learned much." Balthasar offered. He knew that Hermione would be heartbroken to leave it all behind.

The Grangers had been granted a longer life, and looked as they were at the time when they took Diana into their home; now, her parents weren't sure they ever wanted to go back. They had stepped into a fairy tale and would be glad to stay wherever, as long as they were near their child because Hermione was theirs.

Izquiel knew that they were safe, for now, but not having any idea of his mother's quandary, he was reluctant. "I want to be wherever my child wants to be. She will be with child soon enough; traditionally, she and her husband would live with me, but I am never going back, and I want to be by her. Diana wants the same. We can be in my brother's kingdom, which now has an open portal. Allowing my daughter to live her life a little longer. Lucius has good ideas, as he says nobody has to know much."

Hermione nodded, she missed her life and had dreams of changing the Magical World. But she wanted her mother and her family to be near them. "It is a good idea, but if I learned anything is that evil never rests. As long as my father..." she looked at Izquiel, who looked stunt, she had never called him father before. Hermione felt his joy, and continued with a big grin, she stretched her arm and took his hand, a gesture duly noted by many.

She realized that she had stopped in mid-sentence, "So, as I was saying, as long as my father's mother is out there, there will be a danger, always. She doesn't seem like one to give up. I also have learned that we cannot let fear control our lives. Although I am not afraid to fight, I will not risk my life unnecessarily. I say that as long as it is possible, I will like to continue my life. We can divide our time between here and where I stay. My Granger parents have a big place, we can make it safe. Or we can enlarge where I live at the Malfoy."

After much discussion, it was agreed. Hermione wasn't as reckless as her husband thought, "When I have children, we can talk again. Of course, if I cannot keep my human cover, we will live here until the danger source is eliminated. Those are my ideas, but I am not on this alone."

Draco, who listened, breathed easier. As long as she didn't go away, there would be a chance. He had noticed that one of the brothers seemed to be taken with one of the beauties, there would be one less to worry about. Though the other brother was still following Hermione.

There were several pairings, Diana's brothers were always around one of the Elven commanders; she was beautiful and much taller than their females. After seeing how Hermione had turned out, they were willing to try.

Both races had poly-families since there were more males, Hermione was learning that. She would give it time; Wym, Balthasar's older brother, was always around them, and then there was Draco. "My child, you are too young, don't make any decisions, we need time to know each other," Diana had told her. Hermione had her own ideas, but she nodded.

Mother and daughter were always together; they were the best of friends. Diana showed Hermione around, spending much of their time training. It was essential since every dweller was a warrior, an expert archer, and a knife thrower. They made many lethal poisons, each targeted to a specific enemy, and Hermione needed to learn its uses. Thus, Hermione agreed, there was time.

She studied their history and their origin, the Dwellers were also called the fallen ones, nobody was confident of the name origin. Ancient texts, thousands of years old, showed them with wings and small horns, if they had them once, there was no trace. She was taught to blend with the forest and to use their powers. She also trained with Izquiel and his brother and nephews, she was learning much, as was expected of her.

The two Malfoy wizards joined the Elven training, they were adept and learned fast. Their magic had grown stronger, discovering that wands only enhanced their natural talents, lying dormant since Elias time. Narcissa learned archery, which she enjoyed. All was falling into place.

Izquiel was always wherever she was. Hermione was also learning from him. They, Hermione and Izquiel, made plans to go to many places, and Jex would often make plans with them. The brothers who had grown incredibly close, they now were nearly a replica of each other.

Dweller and Elven females admired them from afar, but it was common knowledge that neither liked anyone else but Diana; their eyes never stray from her. Such a powerful allegiance would keep many enemies at bay, her family knew it. Still, Diana only had time for her child, for now.

As for Balthasar, he never left Hermione, always close by. Although he knew to keep his distance, he wanted her badly.

So it was, after the homecoming and wedding celebrations that went on for days, things seemed to go back to normal, at least on the surface. The group stayed for several weeks. The humans, the Malfoy, and the Granger were not anxious to leave, they were in a dream world, and happy to stay for as long as necessary.

When they went back to the dower house, and then to the now heavily guarded Granger's home, Hermione readied to go back to work. They found out that they had been gone, but a couple of days, time ran differently.

Balthasar was staying away from Hermione since Izquiel, and her mother made it impossible. They were watchdogs and wanted their child for a while. There would be hundreds of years ahead.

The weddings were for the others to celebrate, it would seem. Diana slept in the room with her daughter. Jex had told Balthasar to be patient, "Son, sooner or later Izquiel will be back with Diana, right now neither parent wants to let her go. Be glad that you didn't lose her, they didn't invoke old laws saying she wasn't of age, although I am certain our Hermione wouldn't tolerate such a decision." Jex didn't add that he was waiting for that day, then he would have a chance at Diana; thus far, he had felt every time that Izquiel touched Diana's hands. That was as far as they have gone since everything was very new.

Hermione decided to work less, only a few days a week. When asked about her wedding ring and what happened during the race, "Leave it to Lucius, it was all planned for effect. I have been seeing Lucius' cousin Bal, on and off, and we married last weekend. Oh, here he comes with his uncle."

She introduced Bal, who looked to be a Malfoy; he was overdressed like Lucius and had the same royal bearing. He held Hermione by her waist, possessively, stating his claim. His androgynous beauty attracted just about everyone, but his eyes never left his wife. He spent most of his day helping around Hermione's office.

His uncle was much of the same, his name was Izquiel. Hermione announced that Izquiel would be her assistant. Izquiel never smiled, and most were afraid of him, giving him a wide berth. When Harry came around to 'investigate,' he met Izquiel, who recognized him. Harry could see the power around Izquiel, he was one scary individual. Harry suspected that he was related to Hermione, he had heard that nobody went past Izquiel when they came to see her.

"Ah, you are Harry, a pleasure to meet you. Sadly, you didn't see who she was until it was too late. You made your choice, now, you need to let her be. She doesn't need rescuing, leave her alone. Maybe one day, she will tell you more. But for now, be advised I am around to make sure that she is happy."

Harry understood, he was satisfied with his life, but regret was always present. The sorrow of loss opportunities made him sad. He was unhappy that he had let life come between Hermione and him; hence, it was difficult leaving her alone. Nonetheless, he heard Izquiel's warning, if anyone dared to upset Hermione, there would be a high price to pay, and Harry wasn't excluded.

Lucius, who had now healed thanks to an alleged Muggle treatment, came by daily. He was changed, as to how changed, many said that he was worse than ever; he was called King Lucius behind his back. He set an office with Draco but stayed at Hermione's most of the time. He had told anyone who asked, "Hermione is the daughter of my heart, I am around to make sure nothing happens to her."

Life was coming to a close circle, and all was well for now. As for the next, time would tell.

The end (?)

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