The Lucky Ones

Part II

A/N: Hi! So I wrote this little sequel, because I'm writing a multi-chap Dramione set in 6th year which I will upload once I've gotten a bit further on it, and I had sooo many Dramione feels and I came back and saw that I had reviews saying I should continue/do a seqeul and since I was totally in the mood I decided to do that so here it is!

It picks off two years after the last little segment. And its slightly AU because in this, Draco & Hermione's Australia fling was right after the war for a couple of months, and then pretty much straight away she got with Ron and he ended up in his marriage to Astoria. So in 1999, Ron & Hermione married & Draco & Astoria married (them all being 19, and Astoria being 18). Then Rose, Scorpius, James & Albus (twins in this story) and Lucy (Percy's child) were all born in that same year of 2000. So that makes Draco, Hermione and co 40 when their 20 year old kids are getting married! Just to clear it up so people don't give me hell for it in the reviews.

Hope you enjoy!

'Please tell me I'm not the only one finding this difficult.'

Hermione glanced up to where Draco Malfoy leaned in the doorway of her office. It was well past midnight, but they often stayed late to work, especially when they were working on key projects as they were at the moment.

'Well, we are trying to find a way to reverse the Cruciatus Curse, it was never going to be easy,' Hermione replied.

'I'm not talking about the project and you know it Hermione,' Draco said as he walked into her office which was only lit by one small lamp on her desk which was flickering out of life.

'There is nothing we can do about it Draco, they have been together for 3 years now, and engaged for one of those years,' Hermione said logically, 'a wedding was clearly on the cards.'

'I know there isn't anything we can do about it,' Draco said as he perched on her desk, 'but answer my question. Your daughter marrying my son, are you finding this difficult?'

'Yes,' Hermione replied quietly.

Draco sighed, 'Well, there is some small comfort in that this clearly isn't all in my head.'

'No,' Hermione said softly, 'but the fact I am finding this difficult changes nothing. You are married, and I am married, and our children are getting married in 48 hours.'

'But you've been thinking it too,' Draco whispered, 'we've gotten closer again since Rose and Scorpius got together. You spend more of your lunch breaks with me than you do with your Husband, you can't tell me that is normal behaviour.'

Hermione fixed him with an anxious glance, 'I'm well aware of how abnormal it is, but it's all we have, it's all we can have.'

'No, it isn't,' Draco said under his breath, 'we are both in unhappy marriages Hermione, our children are grown-ups now who have left Hogwarts. Why do we need to keep up false pretences?'

'I can give you so many reasons why,' Hermione said in a hushed voice as she got up and walked around her desk to talk to him, the movement made the candle get dangerously close to snuffing out.

'Then I'm listening,' Draco challenged her.

'A.) It would make the fact our children are getting married very strange, B.) With Rose and Scorpius getting married you and I is just wrong. C.) We're 40 years old Draco, we're no spring chickens. Why change things now?'

'Well I have some bloody letters for you,' Draco muttered, 'A.) 40 really isn't that old, and you know it. B.) We should live our lives the way we want while we can, do you really think we won't have regrets when we die living our lives this way?'

Hermione narrowed her eyes at him, 'No, this isn't happening. You and I ended over 20 years ago for a reason. It wouldn't have worked then, and it certainly won't work now.'

'So you are telling me right now Hermione, that if I kiss you right here right now you'll be able to just walk away like it meant nothing?' Draco asked coolly.

'Yes,' Hermione replied, 'because it won't mean anything.'

Draco Malfoy, being Draco Malfoy took that as a challenge and grabbed her face. Hermione gasped against his lips, and tried to push him away, but he wouldn't let her. His lips on hers were soft, and smooth yet his touch was rough and it brought back memories of Australia. Of that little hut she was staying in, of the scorching summer heat and the windows all wide open to tempt in any cool air with no thoughts set aside for silencing charms because the hut was in the middle of nowhere. That one kiss brought back a thousand memories, of their sweat-soaked bodies moving together in that hut which hadn't had any air-con. Of those soft lips on her body, and his rough touch as he gripped her tightly. Of her moans, and of his voice groaning her name, back then it had been Granger. Now it would be Hermione.

As these thoughts flashed through Hermione's mind she realised that she had begun to kiss Draco back. She was snapped out of her reverie as he pressed her against her desk without moving his lips from hers.

'Draco,' Hermione gasped as she broke the kiss, 'are you completely stupid? The door is open! Anyway could see us!'

'It's 3am in the Research Department of the Ministry on a Friday night,' Draco said breathlessly, 'who's going to be here?'

'Everyone you idiot, we're bloody scientists,' Hermione remarked as she reached behind her and grabbed her wand from her desk. With a flick of her wand the door snapped shut and locked, she also put up a silencing charm and then she glared at Draco.

'You can't just kiss me like that,' Hermione exclaimed.

'I thought I just did,' Draco said with a slight smirk.

'No, you don't get to do the cocky, suave thing,' Hermione said, 'we can't do this Draco, we can't do this to Ron, or Astoria. Or Rose and Scorpius! How awkward do you want to make this wedding?'

'Hermione,' Draco groaned, 'we have got to get this out of our system before they get married.'

'Get this out of system?' Hermione hissed, 'we aren't just shooting some targets to rid ourselves of frustration here.'

The trademark Malfoy smirk returned to his face, 'No, but we would be relieving frustration.'

'Malfoy!' Hermione cursed.

'Come on, when was the last time Weasley slept with you?' Draco asked knowingly.

Hermione glared at him, 'That is irrelevant information.'

'Is it?' Draco asked quietly, 'because once that wedding happens that is it for us. Like you said, it's about them, it's about their lives not ours. This is our last chance Hermione, and I won't let you miss it because of your bloody Gryffindor moral compass!'

Hermione opened her mouth to protest, but she didn't get a chance because before she could get any words out Draco's lips crashed down on hers, and the moment they did Hermione's objections died in her throat. Draco cleared Hermione's desk with one swish of his wand without breaking the kiss, and then he pushed her onto it with ease.

Hermione gasped, 'You never used to be able to do wandless magic.'

Draco smirked, 'It's been over 20 years Hermione, I have learned some new tricks,' he said as his lips began to attack hers once more.

Hermione couldn't help but grin against his lips at that, she broke the kiss momentarily, 'Is that so, Malfoy?' she asked.

His smirk widened as he said against her neck, 'I'd say wait and find out, but you never were very patient, Granger.'

The use of her old surname sent shivers down her spine, and any arguments for why this was wrong, oh so wrong, disappeared from her mind.

'We really shouldn't have done that.'

'I know,' Draco said as he turned his head to look at her, 'but we did.'

Hermione was staring at the roof of her office as she lay on the floor with him, they were sweating, and the room was hot because it was summer. If she closed her eyes she could almost picture that hut in Australia, and the tiny bed with the covers and the clothes spread all across the floor.

'You really have learned some new tricks,' Hermione said with a grin as she looked over at him, and despite it all they both laughed.

'And age has not changed a thing for you, regardless of what you think,' Draco said fondly.

'Oh I don't know, I remember it lasting longer than that,' Hermione joked.

Draco laughed and said, 'That has nothing to do with age, just 22 years of wanting you.'

'Am I that desirable?' Hermione asked with a raised eyebrow.

'Yes,' Draco replied honestly, 'you really are.'

Hermione gave him a sad sort of smile as reality began to crash down on them. Draco saw it and he understood what it meant. So he sighed and asked, 'Well where do we go from here?'

'Home,' Hermione replied softly, 'that's the only place we can go, Draco. I'll go home to Ron, and you'll go home to Astoria. And Rose and Scorpius will get married.'

'I don't want it to be that way,' Draco said, his grey eyes staring into hers.

'That's just the way it has to be,' Hermione said as she pushed herself to her feet and searched the room for her various pieces of clothing. Draco was silent as she did so, and when she began to curse about not being able to find her skirt he eventually spoke.

'Are you a Witch or not? There's this wonderful little spell called 'Accio' remember?' Draco said with a fond, but sad smile in her direction.

'Well in case you hadn't noticed my brain is slightly foggy at the moment,' Hermione said pointedly as she used the spell, found her skirt and pulled it on. Draco, being lazy had redressed himself with one flick of his wand, that was also new.

'Shame you have to go back to your sad uneventful life with a Husband who never sleeps with you,' Draco said bitterly.

'Don't be like that,' Hermione practically begged, 'can't we just remember this as one final night? As a goodbye almost? Do we have to look back on it with bitter feelings?'

'We don't have to, but we probably will,' Draco said as he dusted himself down, funny how he hadn't thought to use a spell to do that.

Hermione was about to respond, but then she froze and looked up at Draco, 'I've got it!'

'What?' Draco asked sharply.

'The way to reverse the Cruciatus Curse!' Hermione exclaimed as she rummaged in her desk for parchment, 'I've got it!'

Draco stared at her in amazement as she frantically wrote things down before they left her mind, 'You haven't changed one bit, Hermione.'

Hermione frowned, 'How?' she asked without looking up at him.

'You used to always have your big revelations after sex,' Draco said fondly, 'has anyone ever told you that's not normal?'

Hermione rolled her eyes and glanced up at him, 'It clears my mind alright? So in the aftermath the first thing I think about is the project, and normally the answer breaks through the haze.'

'Yes I know how it works, you've told me before,' Draco said in amusement, 'but…' he trailed off and she went back to scribbling things down.

'Holy Salazar.'

'What?' Hermione asked, jumping a little as he exclaimed loudly.

'We've being working on this project for 6 months,' Draco pointed out.

'So?' Hermione asked.

'Does that mean you haven't had sex for half a year?' Draco asked in disbelief.

'Uh yeah,' Hermione replied, distracted by her note-taking.

'Well that explains why you were so eager,' Draco said in amusement.

The amusement in his voice made Hermione's head snap up.

'Didn't you all but confirm that you stopped sleeping with Astoria after Scorpius was conceived?' Hermione asked in disbelief.

'Yes, but that doesn't mean I'm not having sex,' Draco remarked in amusement.

Hermione frowned, 'So you're just sleeping around with random women behind her back?'

Draco sighed, 'It's a Pureblood marriage, we know that neither of us are being faithful. But we keep up pretences for Scorpius's sake, or at least we did when he was younger.'

'So who are you having an affair with then?' Hermione curiously.

'It's not an affair,' Draco said, 'Daphne's husband Theo is…otherwise inclined, and like many Purebloods do he only married to produce an heir. We're both in loveless marriages, and we both have…needs.'

'Yes, I know all about your needs Malfoy, I just saw to them in case you'd forgotten,' Hermione said pointedly.

'You're the one who hasn't had sex for 6 months, I think I saw to your needs,' Draco said with a smirk.

Hermione glared at him, 'I can't believe that you've been shagging your wife's sister for the past 20 years!'

Draco just raised an eyebrow at her and she went back to her scribbling.

'Are you done?' Draco asked in amusement at the scroll she had just scribbled out which consisted of runes, and complex equations.

'Yes, we were looking at it all wrong,' Hermione said, 'we were trying to find a way to repair the nerve damage caused by the curse. But we couldn't find any way to do it, my brainwave was to regrow the nerves, instead of repair them in the form of a potion, not a counter-curse.'

Draco smiled, 'Brilliant, I can only find one loophole. What about the brain? Re-growing nerves in the brain will change the person's personality, they'll lose their memories.'

Hermione moved around the desk to him as she spoke, 'Not if we extract the essence of that person and keep it in a pensieve while the nerves are re-growing.'

Draco couldn't help it, his smile widened, 'The person might lose some small aspects of themselves, but that's nothing if they can be cured.'

'Exactly!' Hermione exclaimed, and all of a sudden she realised that she and Draco stood very close together once more, and Draco's eyes fell on Hermione's swollen, red lips. He swallowed, and forced them upwards to her eyes. She saw amusement flickering there and then he said, 'We should have sex more often. For the sake of the human race.'

For a second Hermione looked like she was going to hit Draco, and then she laughed, 'Don't ever change Draco,' she said as she wiped tears of mirth from her eyes.

Draco smiled, and he was about to say something else when the floo in the office whirred. When Ron emerged from the fireplace they were still grinning excitedly.

'Why are you two so happy?' Ron asked with a frown.

'We just figured out the cure to the Cruciatus Curse!' Hermione exclaimed happily, holding up her scroll to Ron who looked at it blankly.

'Okay that's great,' Ron said with a smile, 'but I came here to check on you. Are you aware it's 4am?'

Hermione bit her lip, 'Is that the time?' she asked, and suddenly the guilt of what she and Draco had just done hit her as she stood here in her office with her Husband.

Ron frowned, 'Yep, what's that funny smell in here?'

Hermione panicked a little, she hadn't had time to cast cleansing charms on the office yet, and she wasn't good at coming up with lies quickly. Thankfully Draco saved her by gesturing towards the door that joined Hermione's private office onto her private lab. It was ajar, and there was some smoke coming from it from the bubbling potion she was working on at the moment.

'Oh there was a small explosion in the lab earlier,' Draco said, 'it's left a funny smell around all night. But anyway, I best be off home. I'll see you in a couple of days for the big day.'

Hermione smiled and nodded, 'Goodnight Draco,' she said with a wave as he walked towards the fireplace and disappeared into the green flames.

'I still don't like you working with him you know,' Ron said as Hermione grabbed her bag.

'Well his son is going to be marrying our daughter soon so you'll have to get used to it,' Hermione pointed out.

Ron sighed, 'I don't know Hermione, I just always feel like he's doing something behind my back.'

'You're being paranoid Ron,' Hermione said, trying her best to keep up the lies around him, 'and it's too late now anyway. Rose loves Scorpius, we can't change her mind about this wedding and she'll resent us forever if we try.'

'I know, and I don't want that,' Ron admitted, throwing some floo powder into the fire, 'I just want my little girl to be happy.'

Hermione smiled and grabbed his hand, 'And she is, so let's just go home and get some sleep. Alright?'

'You look so beautiful Rose.'

Rose smiled radiantly at her Mother. She sat at her dressing table in her bedroom in their family home. She looked so beautiful in a long floating, figure-hugging white wedding dress. Her long, curly red hair was tied up gracefully with only a few strands left loose. It reminded Hermione of her hairstyle for the Yule Ball, and although she didn't often see much of herself in Rose she could today. Rose had her Father's red hair, and her Father's blue eyes, but in that moment she looked so much like her Mother.

'I can't believe I'm getting married Mum,' Rose said, excitement and nerves all tangled up in her voice.

'I can't quite believe it either sweetheart,' Hermione admitted as she opened the trinket box in her hands, 'now let's see, you have your something blue?'

'My garter,' Rose said with a smile.

'Your dress is your something new,' Hermione commented, 'so what do we need then? Something borrowed and something old.'

Rose nodded, and so Hermione took two items from her trinket box, 'Well you can keep this as your something old if you like it?'

She held up a beautiful filigree gold locket in the shape of a heart.

'Oh Mum, it's beautiful,' Rose said as Hermione gently put the locket around her daughters neck.

'It was a present from your Dad,' Hermione said with a smile, 'very early in our relationship.'

'It's beautiful,' Rose said again, her fingers touching the locket where it now sat perfectly with the neckline of her dress.

'And this you will have to give back I'm afraid,' Hermione said, she held out her hand, and lying on her palm was a ring. It was a simple golden ring with three diamonds in the centre.

'Wow,' Rose breathed, 'I've never seen this before.'

'No, you wouldn't have,' Hermione said gently.

'It looks like an engagement ring,' Rose frowned as her eyes went to her Mothers ring finger, 'but your engagement ring from Dad has a ruby on it.'

Hermione nodded, 'It was an engagement ring from somebody else,' she said as she sat down on the edge of her daughter's bed.

'Draco?' Rose asked. Hermione's daughter was incredibly perceptive and not long after Hermione had told her the story of her short love affair with a Slytherin boy after the war Rose had correctly guessed that this Slytherin had been Draco, her boyfriend's Father.

Hermione nodded, 'He gave it to me when we were in Australia, but then of course we had to come back. And we knew we couldn't keep living the silly dream we had started halfway across the world.'

Rose smiled a little sadly as she slipped the ring onto her right hand. She looked up at her Mother and asked, 'Do you ever wish you had married him, Mum?'

'Yes, and no,' Hermione said honestly. She had been expecting the question, so it didn't come as a huge surprise to her.

Rose frowned, 'Yes and no?'

Hermione nodded, 'Well yes because Draco and I do have much more in common than your Dad and I do. He's very intelligent, and witty, and as much as I love your Dad you know he's not the smartest.'

Rose smiled and said, 'I love Dad, but I'm glad that I'm more like you, and Hugo is too.'

Hermione smiled softly, 'But at the same time Rosie, if I hadn't married your Dad then I wouldn't have you or Hugo.'

'So you wouldn't change it?' Rose asked.

'No,' Hermione said, 'I would never change the way things happened.'

'Then what happened between you two the other night?' Rose asked with a slight smirk, she was very similar to Hermione which meant she was highly logical and perceptive. However, Rose had also been a hat-stall. The sorting hat had struggled when placing her, considering Ravenclaw first then discarding this idea. It had then spent 5 minutes debating whether or not Rose should be in Slytherin or Gryffindor. Rose had never told anyway about that apart from her Mother and Scorpius.

'What do you mean?' Hermione asked slowly.

'Well Dad said you got in at 4am in the morning,' Rose said slyly, 'and Scorp said his Dad didn't get in till about 4 either.'

'We were working late,' Hermione lied, 'I told you, we found the way to reverse the Cruciatus Curse.'

'I know, and I know you and Scorp's Dad are workaholics, but you never work that late,' Rose pointed out, 'and Dad said that your office was a mess when he came to check on you. I know you Mum, your office is always immaculate so that you can find everything.'

Hermione looked up and caught her daughters amused blue eyes, 'Mum, I've known for a while that you and Dad weren't happy. I thought once Hugo had graduated from Hogwarts you would drop the act and tell us you were getting a divorce.'

'Oh Rose,' Hermione sighed, 'this isn't talk for your wedding day.'

'But it is Mum,' Rose said as she got to her feet, 'did something happen between you and Draco?'

Hermione's cheeks tinged a little with pink, she and Rose had always been open with each other, but she still felt ashamed as she said, 'All it was Rose was that we knew this was it for us.'

Rose frowned, 'What do you mean?'

'Once you and Scorpius get married Draco and I will be family,' Hermione explained, 'it was our last chance at anything before the wedding, that's all.'

Rose actually laughed, 'Mum, do you think Scorpius and me care about that? We spent our whole time at school being ridiculed for our friendship, being told by everyone that it would never work. That a Malfoy and a Weasley would never last, we know how it feels to want something but feel like we can't have it because of what the rest of the world think.'

'It's too complicated Rosie,' Hermione said gently as she held her daughter.

'No Mum, it's not like you're going to be related by blood,' Rose said with a smile, 'it's not like you raised Scorpius and I together and we're getting married, because that would be wrong. How is falling in love with your daughters husbands Dad wrong?'

Hermione smiled very slightly, 'The fact you got tongue-twisted trying to say that proves why it's complicated.'

Rose laughed and shook her head, 'Mum, Hugo and I are always going to love you and Dad whatever happens. If that means you and Scorp's Dad get together then I don't care, and neither does Scorp, trust me. We had expected this ever since you told me that story, and Draco told Scorpius it.'

'Now Rosie, regardless of what happens in the future that is not today's priority,' Hermione said gently, 'today's priority is you, my beautiful daughter walking down the aisle to the man that you love.'

Rose grinned and said, 'Don't worry Mum, I'll make it down the aisle to my Malfoy.'

Hermione smiled and clasped her hand, 'Are you ready?'

Rose nodded eagerly and Hermione kissed her on the cheek, 'In that case let's get your bridesmaids and get to the church,' she said as she opened the door into the adjoining bedroom where Rose's three bridesmaids were waiting. Rose's chief bridesmaid was Lucy, her cousin who had been in her school year but had been a Hufflepuff. Her other cousin, Harry and Ginny's daughter Lily was also a bridesmaid, she was 2 years younger than Rose and had just left Hogwarts along with Hugo. The final bridesmaid was also 2 years younger than Rose, and was Alice Longbottom, the daughter of Neville and Hannah, who Rose had befriended through her cousin Lily. The girls all looked beautiful in long pale pink dresses, Lucy and Lily had the classic Weasley red hair, although Lucy's was more like auburn. Alice had her Fathers mousy brown hair, but all of the girls looked fantastic regardless.

'Oh Merlin, Rosie!' Lucy exclaimed when she saw her best friend, 'you look amazing! Scorp is going to faint!'

Rose smiled broadly as she hugged the girl, 'Thanks Lucy.'

Lily and Alice, who were just that little bit younger and more excitable were grinning happily.

'Are we ready to head to the church Aunt Hermione?' Lucy asked, linking her arm through Rose's.

Hermione nodded, 'Yes we are Lucy,' she said happily as she hooked her arm through her daughters other and they left the house together.

'Scorpius, if you don't breathe you'll be in St. Mungo's instead of here with Rose,' Draco said with a fond smile at his son. The church was filling up now, and Scorpius looked paler than normal as he shuffled from foot to foot by the altar.

Scorpius blew out a breath and a stray bit of blonde hair blew to the side as he did so. With almost white-blonde hair he looked like his Father immensely, but his eyes were much bluer than Draco's grey ones.

'Were you this nervous on your wedding day Dad?' Scorpius asked.

'No,' Draco chuckled, 'but you know your Mother and I's marriage was arranged. It takes some of the excitement away.'

'You'll be fine Scorp,' Albus Potter, Scorpius's best friend, and best man, said from his side, 'the second you see Rose coming down that aisle all your fears will disappear.'

'Al is right,' Draco smiled, 'you're nervous now, but you'll be fine the moment you see Rose.'

Scorpius nodded and blew out another breath, 'It's got to be soon now, right?'

'Any minute now,' Draco said honestly, the church was practically full after all, 'now before I go join your Mum, I've got something to give you.'

Scorpius frowned as his Father pulled something out of his pocket and handed it to him. Scorpius held it in his hand, it was a golden compass and engraved on the front were the words, 'so you can always find your way back to me.'

'I've had that in my pocket for the last 22 years,' Draco said softly, 'but I think it's time I stop holding onto it and pass it onto you.'

'22 years?' Scorpius asked with a frown, 'that was before you met Mum.'

Draco nodded, 'That's right, your Mother and I got married in 1999.'

'So this was from Hermione?' Scorpius asked, like Rose he had very quickly figured out who his Fathers mysterious Gryffindor girl had been.

Draco nodded again, 'Yes, it was. But it's yours now,' he said as he slipped it into his sons pocket and gripped his shoulder firmly, 'now, you'll be fine.'

Scorpius nodded once more, and smiled this time. Draco smiled at Albus and said, 'Just make sure he remembers to breathe Al.'

Al grinned at Draco, 'Will do Mr. Malfoy,' he said with a salute that made Draco chuckle. He walked to his seat next to his wife and sat down by her side.

'You gave him the compass from Hermione,' Astoria said.

'Well I have been holding onto it for too long now,' Draco said simply.

'Does this have anything to do with the fact you, and Hermione, both got home at 4am two nights ago?' Astoria asked, amusement tinged with her voice. These days they were more like best friends than Husband and Wife, there had never really been much of a physical attraction there anyway.

Draco sighed, 'In her own words, it meant nothing. And as she said, Rose and Scorpius are getting married, this is about them now.'

Astoria smiled a little sadly and slipped her hand into his, 'I'm sorry Draco, I know how you feel on that subject.'

Draco just shook his head, 'No, I don't want to think about that today. I just want to watch my son marry the woman that he loves.'

Astoria only nodded, and as if his words were a cue, music began to play and all heads turned to the entrance of the church.

Rose walked in on Ron's arm, and she was smiling radiantly and looking carefree as only the young could. She smiled at her friends, and her huge family as she walked down the aisle towards Scorpius, her Malfoy. He grinned stupidly when he saw her, and with all eyes focused on Rose, nobody noticed Hermione gently brush her hand against Draco's as she passed him to take her seat in the other front pew.

Their attention turned to their children, and Ron shed a tear when he lifted Rose's veil and kissed her cheek, placing her hand into Scorpius's. He took his seat by Hermione and slipped his hand into hers, out of habit more than any great gesture of love.

Hermione could already feel her eyes welling up with tears as the ceremony began. It hit home hard for Hermione, and for Draco, during the vows.

'Do you, Scorpius Draco Malfoy, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?'

Scorpius smiled so lovingly at Rose as he said, 'I do.'

Rose grinned a watery smile.

'And do you, Rosalie Hermione Weasley take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?'

'I do, of course I do,' Rose said, and a few tears escaped then.

Hermione was a complete mess, and as she glanced across the aisle to Draco and caught his watery, grey eyes they shared a small smile.

'Then, I declare you bonded for life,' their magic intertwined in the beautiful way that it did during a wizarding wedding, and then, 'you may now kiss your bride.'

Scorpius grinned as he grabbed Rose and swooped her down low to kiss her. They all burst out into laughter and cheers, and as Scorpius righted Rose again and she hit him playfully on the arm Hermione was partly laughing and partly crying because that could have been her and Draco. It should have been.

The wedding meal was beautiful, as were the speeches. Both Ron and Scorpius had given a lovely speech, and then Albus in true Potter fashion had entirely embarrassed everyone in the room, especially his parents. Hermione had a feeling he would be getting a smack from his Mother for mooning the entire room during it.

The first dance was almost as emotional as the ceremony had been, and as was traditional, the bridal party joined in. Lucy could be seen smacking Albus as he purposefully trod on her feet. Lily wasn't exactly happy about dancing with her older brother, James who was one of Scorpius's groomsmen, he and Albus were twins, but James was a Gryffindor and Albus a Slytherin. Alice was dancing with Louis Weasley, the son of Bill and Fleur who was also the same age as Scorpius, but had been a Slytherin so was closer to Scorpius, it was through Louis and Albus that Scorpius had become friends with James in fact.

After the bridal party joined in, the parents were to do so too. And it was traditional for the bride's Mother to dance with the grooms Father, and vice versa. So Ron took to the floor with Astoria who he got on with great because of a shared interest in Quidditch, the Chudley Cannons and antique broomsticks. Draco smiled at Hermione as he held his arm out for her, and she accepted it, walking onto the dance-floor with him.

His hand went to her waist easily, and he pulled her close to him, perhaps a little closer than was necessary.

'I never thought I would see the day that a Weasley became a Malfoy,' Draco said softly as they danced together. Ron and Astoria shuffled, but Draco and Hermione danced properly. Ron couldn't dance, and Hermione loved to, so this ease of movement with Draco was fantastic.

'No, neither did I,' Hermione said with a smile, 'I saw Scorpius looking at a compass earlier. It looked suspiciously like the one I gave you.'

'It is,' Draco said simply, 'I had been holding onto it for too long I think, I thought it deserved a new owner. I happened to notice a very familiar ring on Rose's right hand.'

'It's her something borrowed,' Hermione said with a smile, 'I couldn't give it as her something old, I need to keep holding onto it for a little longer.'

Draco frowned ever so slightly, 'Is that so?'

Hermione nodded as Draco spun her out and brought her back to him, 'Rose and I had an interesting chat actually, this morning when I gave her the ring.'

Draco raised an eyebrow, 'Do elaborate.'

'She told me that she and Scorpius had been wondering how long it would take for something to happen between us,' Hermione whispered, but they wouldn't be heard over the noise of the music anyway, 'she also connected the dots when she and Scorpius told each other that we both got home at 4am the other night.'

'Yes, well they are scarily perceptive like us,' Draco said with a small smile.

'What Rose told me was that she knew Ron and I weren't happy and had been expecting us to announce our divorce once Hugo finished Hogwarts,' Hermione said, still in a hushed tone, 'and that regardless of how weird it may seem to the rest of the world she and Scorpius didn't care if anything were to happen, between us.'

Draco smiled ever so slightly as the song began to reach its end, 'Does that mean that there is hope for us, Hermione?'

Hermione caught his eye and smiled a genuine smile for the first time in a long time, 'That is exactly what it means, Draco,' she said softly.

The End?

A/N: The end for now! May write another little segment at a later date!

Hope you enjoyed and thanks for reading!

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