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FIVE YEARS LATER

Hermione fixed the earrings to her ear and stepped back to check her appearance. Two arms slid around her waist as Draco stepped closer to nuzzle her neck.

"Mmm, you look gorgeous. You'll be the prettiest one at the party today," he said.

Hermione smiled at him in the mirror's reflection. "I don't think Harry will agree with you...Draco, don't you think the earrings are a bit much today?"

"Now love, you know the theme of the party is pink, and if it just happens that the only earrings I have for you are pink diamonds, then so be it. I don't think the birthday girl will care," he chuckled.

Hermione sighed and turned around, putting her arms around his neck. "How he convinced Ginny to have a pink themed party, I'll never know," she said.

Draco pulled a face. "I'm pretty sure I know how he convinced her, but, ugh, let's not go there, shall we? I can't believe we have to go back to work tomorrow. How will I get through the day without kissing you every hour?" he asked, kissing her sweetly.

Hermione laughed. "You'll just have to make an appointment with my secretary. I'm sure I can slot you in for ten, fifteen minutes or so, every hour."

"Make it fifteen. There's a lot we can do in fifteen minutes," said Draco, wiggling his eyebrows.

There was a knock on the door, then a sigh. "Merlin, you two are worse than Mum and Harry," sighed Scorpius, good naturedly. "I think it's time to go."

Hermione tried to stifle her laughter. "What on earth are you boys wearing?" she asked.

AL grinned. "Hey, it's a pink theme, so we thought we'd dress appropriately. Anything for the birthday girl. Wait till you see what Uncles Fred and George are wearing."

Both Al and Scor wore denim jeans with hot pink shirts. AL had pale pink braces over his shirt while Scor had a pale pink bow tie.

"Well, I think it's time we left, don't you. Otherwise we'll be fashionably late. Accio present," called Draco. The present flew into his arms, causing him to stumble. Al and Scor grinned.

"Do you think she'll like it?" asked Draco, slightly worried. It had seemed a good choice when he'd seen it and bought it.

"She'll love it," said Hermione, Al and Scor, assuring him for the tenth time.

"Then let's go," he said. He tried to squeeze in the fireplace with the present, but he wouldn't fit. "Erm, looks like I'm Apparating. You boys go ahead, tell Gin we'll be there soon," said Draco. He brushed a speck of soot off the present.

The boys went to the fire place and called out "Potter Manor." The green flames flared up, they stepped in and they died down as the boys were whisked away.

"It's not dirty, is it?" he asked, inspecting the present this way and that.

"It's fine, love," said Hermione. "Shall I side-Apparate you?" she asked in amusement.

"No, I'll be fine. See you there," said Draco, inspecting the present over and over.

"Big softie," said Hermione to herself, as she Apparated to Potter Manor. Draco appeared beside her several seconds later.

"Wow," grinned Hermione, looking around. "I've never seen so much pink." They saw several friends, who pointed to the house when they asked where Harry and Ginny were.

"Welcome, Miss Hermione, Mr Draco," bowed Alfred, opening the door. Draco and Hermione tried not to laugh.

"You too?" asked Hermione, indicating his pink uniform.

The house elf shrugged, but said proudly, "Tis a day to celebrate. Whatever the Master and Mistress ask of us, we are only happy to do."

"Hermione, Draco, you made it...and you brought a friend!" laughed Harry, looking at Draco's present. "I'm sure she'll love it."

"Harry Potter, you do realise there is such a thing as too much pink, don't you?" asked Hermione, laughing.

"Do you think it's too much?" asked Harry worriedly. "I want it to be perfect. Come on, let's get you set up with some drinks. We weren't sure you'd make it back. The boys are up with Gin now. She'll be so happy that they're here today."

They made their way outside, where a marquee was set up to ward off the sun's rays. Harry escorted them to it, where they caught up with all the Weasleys, Luna and Rolf, Seamus and Colleen and Dean and a leggy model; his latest girlfriend. Harry's assistant Anne was chatting with Andromeda and Minerva, while Neville and Oliver were trying to coax their little girl, Sarah Alice to ride the pink Shetland pony.

"Everyone's wearing pink!" exclaimed Hermione. Pink balloons were bouncing in the breeze, and pink flags adorned the marquee. Pots of pink roses surrounded the marquee as well.

Harry leaned closer to them. "How strange is it to see Mcgonagall in anything but her robes?" he asked them, with a wink.

They looked over to see their professor in a tartan skirt with a light pink cardigan on. Draco and Hermione grinned and nodded at Harry.

"Hey Dad, Ginny's coming out soon. In the meantime, what do you want me to do with these two?" asked Al, indicating the two new guests, one of which was on his back. The other was on Scor's back, saying, "Giddyup."

"Daddy, catch!" cried four year old James Remus, or Jamie. He leapt off his brother's back and into his dad's arms.

"Me too," cried his twin, Ronald Arthur, or Ronnie. Luckily Harry was ready for him, and caught him easily.

"You boys look very handsome," said Harry, pleased that they had gotten dressed after their nap.

"Don't like pink. Pinks for girls," said Jamie, unhappily.

"We're all wearing pink today. Look at your big brothers," said Harry, turning to Al and Scor, who nodded.

"We go fly?" asked Ronnie to his big brothers.

"Not now, Ronnie. Look here comes the birthday girl," said Harry, seeing Ginny emerge from the house.

"I don't know why Ginny hates pink. She looks lovely," said Hermione, admiring Ginny in her simple but elegant pale pink dress. "Oh dear, I think the birthday girl has seen your present, Draco."

Indeed, Lily had seen the giant pink stuffed unicorn and had immediately wanted it. Ginny told her no, she had to go and see her guests first, then it would be present time. Lily started to cry as Ginny headed for their guests, throwing longing looks over her shoulder. She reached out for it, wanting it, needing it. And Lily Ginevra, one that day, performed her first magic. Mcgonagall nodded knowingly.

As the guests watched in amusement, the unicorn got up and cantered behind Ginny and Lily, who was now gurgling happily. Ginny was unaware, just happy that Lily was smiling. The guests tittered as the unicorn trotted after Ginny and Lily.

Ginny smiled at her guests as she came to them. "What?" she asked, as they stared at Lily.

"Love, Lil just did magic for the first time," said Harry proudly, taking Lily from her. "See?" he pointed.

Ginny turned around and saw the unicorn. She looked at Lily, wiggling in Harry's arms. "She did that?"

Harry let Lily down and she toddled over to the unicorn, smothering it as she almost fell on it. "Mine?" she asked, looking at her parents.

Harry knelt down. "All yours, Lily," he said, helping her up. The unicorn stood too, and Harry showed Lily how to pat it. Neville brought Sarah over to see it, and Lily let her friend pat the unicorn too, but told her, "Mine."

"I think you're present is a hit," whispered Hermione to Draco.

The ate lunch, catered by Hannah Abbott, who had been the birth mother of Sarah for Neville and Oliver. She had sold the Leaky Cauldron for a nice profit and was now the owner of a catering business. She was working closely with Padma Patil who worked as a party planner. Both ladies worked well together, and had been only too happy to help Harry and Ginny celebrate Lily's birthday today.

Lily sat on Grandpa's knee as she ate, with Grandma Molly hovering around. Harry and Ginny took advantage of that to catch up with their friends. Seamus and Colleen now had five children with Seamus always kidding his youngest (twins) had been conceived during the celebrations for the Irish World Cup victory.

Padma and Parvati were talking with Dean and his girlfriend, who looked slightly bored at this children's party. She was used to champagne and caviar, not pink lemonade and heavy food. She dared to have small bite of a tart, and was surprised to find how good it was. She put down the other half; her model discipline kicking in. She looked down at it and sighed. Pity.

Neville and Oliver were trying to coax Sarah to eat some food, instead of her fist. Hannah watched on in amusement, to see the two men fussing over their daughter. Maybe later today she'd let them know that she was pregnant again; that their third try at assisted fertilisation had been as successful as their first

"Hey Hagrid's here," called Gids, and they all called out a welcome to their favourite half giant.

"Sorry I'm late," said Hagrid, kissing Ginny on the cheek as she stood to welcome him. He clapped Harry on the shoulder and waved to everyone else.

"Hagrid, your coat, your beard! They're pink," said Ginny, trying not to laugh. Hagrid was dressed in his usual big coat, but it was now pink, as was his beard.

Lily climbed off Grandpa's knee and toddled to Hagrid. She patted his calf, and he looked down. "Up," she said, raising her arms.

Hagrid chuckled and picked her up, tossing her in the air and catching her. She squealed with laughter. "Gen, a'gen," she said.

"There's nothing old Hagrid wouldn't do for any of Harry's kids," he said gruffly, as Lily hugged him tight, "and that includes bein' pink!" Everyone laughed but seeing his daughter with Hagrid made Harry's throat get tight. Ginny took his hand and squeezed.

"Hag'd," said Lily, patting his beard. She pointed to the unicorn. "Mine."

"Well now, isn't she a pretty one," said Hagrid. He put Lily on his shoulder and they went to look at the unicorn. Sarah slid off Neville's lap and joined them. Both girls showed total trust in Hagrid, and he was gentle and sweet with them.

"Mum, can we go fly now?" asked Scorpius, keenly. Al, Gideon and Fabe looked keen too.

"I'll watch them, Gin," said Charlie, and Bill nodded too, his six year old son, Louis at his side.

"We want to play too," said Roxeanne and Roseanne, George and Fred's daughters.

"Us too," said Lorcan and Lysander, now eight, nearly nine. Seamus' boys were already heading for the pitch.

"Hey Teddy, are you flying, or are you and Vic smooching," called Scorpius, while Al made kissy noises.

Teddy scowled at him, but brightened when Victoire whispered something in his ear, took his hand and led him away.

"Smooching it is," grinned Scor. He turned back to his mother. "So Mum, can we? You know me and Al need to practice. Ravenclaw is going to win the Quidditch cup next year, for sure!" Both boys were happy to be in the same house together.

"No way, with Teddy as captain, Hufflepuff for sure," said Dominique, a proud 'Puff.

"Gryffindor," called out Gideon and Fabian, to Mcgonagall's delight. "Go, Lions."

"Roar,"growled Ronnie and Jamie. "We gonna be Griffdors and play kittish."

Harry scooped up red haired, green eyed Ronnie. "Yes, you are."

Ginny scooped up black haired Jamie, almost identical to Harry and Albus, but with her eyes. "Are you going to be a Seeker like Daddy or a Chaser like Mummy?" she asked, tickling him.

"Beaters, Mummy. We is gonna be beaters," said Ronnie, laughing.

"Just like your uncles,"smiled Ginny.

"Speaking of," said Harry, nodding at the house.

"Oh my stars," gasped Ginny, as Fred and George arrived and flew to the them on brooms. They were dressed in top hat and tails, all hot pink. Even their shoes were pink.

"Greetings all," said Fred, flying around them.

"A lovely day to be pink, wouldn't you say?" asked George.

"This may be our new uniform at the store, what do you think?" asked Fred, grinning.

"Don't we look handsome? Ah, there's the birthday girl," said George, flying down and scooping Lily up. She clapped her hands as he flew her around.

"Oh, do be careful, George," said Molly, worrying for her youngest grandchild.

"Here's my special girl," said Fred, swooping down and coaxing a surprised Minerva on to his broom. "How about a fly over the grounds...Minnie?" He quickly took off, with George and Lily in pursuit.

"Let's go chase Lily, Sarah," said Oliver, Accio-ing his broom. Sarah clapped excitedly. She loved flying with her daddy.

"Now Ollie, not too fast, all right?" fussed Neville.

"She loves it, Nev. Don't worry, love," said Oliver, kissing Nev before taking off. "Wave bye bye to Daddy, Sarah Alice." She'd been named for both Oliver and Neville's mothers.

Sarah waved bye bye to the unicorn and her daddy.

Harry and Draco stood watching them all go. Hermione and Ginny glanced at each other in amusement, before caving.

"Go on, the both of you, you know you want to," laughed Ginny.

"I didn't bring my broom," said Draco. Ginny scoffed and he looked at her. "What?" She gestured to Hermione, who was opening the small bag she'd brought with her.

She took out his broom and said "Engorgio," before handing it to him. He kissed her and whispered something in her ear, making her smile.

"Come on, Potter. I'll race you,"grinned Draco.

"You're on, Malfoy," grinned Harry, as Ginny handed him his broom.

"Kick his ass, Harry," whispered Ginny, "while I ogle yours."

Harry kissed her, wiggling his ass as he threw a leg over his broom. He winked at Ronnie and Jamie as they called out, "Go, Daddy!"

Percy and Audrey's second daughter, Lucy, was nominated to count to three to start the race. Everyone cheered as they set off, and cheered when they returned.

Both men claimed victory, as Harry picked up Ronnie and Jamie on his broom and Draco took Lucy on his. Fred returned and took Molly as well, so all the children were down at the Potter's pitch. Ginny was sure they'd soon get a game going.

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At Ginny's request, Draco and Hermione lingered. One by one, in pairs and families, their guests departed.

Lily had been bathed and was now upstairs in her room, fast asleep. Ginny and Harry had just taken Ronnie and Jamie to bed. Scor and Al were in the games room, battling it out on a computer game. Portrait James and Sirius were fascinated by the games and enthusiastically watched and commented. Hermione and Draco were telling Euphemia and Fleamont about their travels.

Harry and Ginny returned. "Sorry about that. They boys needed a couple of stories before they settled," said Ginny.

"It's fine. So, what's up? Why did you ask us to stay back?" asked Draco.

"What's up? Shouldn't we be asking you that?" asked Ginny, an eyebrow arched.

"Is there something you want to tell us?" asked Harry, looking between Draco and Hermione.

Draco shrugged and looked at Hermione. "I think they're onto us, love."

Both of them looked over at Al and Scorpius, who refused to look anywhere but at the screen, but grinned.

Hermione smiled and took Draco's hand. "We were married three days ago," she confessed.

"That's wonderful news, congratulations," cried Ginny, hugging Hermione and looking at her ring.

Harry shook Draco's hand. "You knew, didn't you," grinned Draco.

"The boys blabbed as soon as they got here. You should have said something while everyone was here," said Harry.

"Nah, it was Lily's day. Hard to top turning one," he said.

"Tell us about the ceremony," said Ginny, kissing Draco's cheek while Harry hugged Hermione.

"Draco totally surprised me with a romantic proposal at Disneyland," laughed Hermione.

"She said she was dizzy from the spinning tea cups, but I know it was me that made her swoon," winked Draco.

"But you started your holiday on the west coast, weeks ago," said Ginny.

Hermione and Draco had offered to take Scorpius and Al on a ten week tour of America. Ginny had hesitated, for it meant she and Harry wouldn't see the boys for most of their summer holidays before returning to Hogwarts. But Harry had convinced her it was a good thing for the boys, and they still had three young kids at home. So Ginny and Harry gave their blessing and the boys departed only a few days after their second school year ended.

"We were planning a long engagement," said Hermione, shooting Draco a loving look.

"Not me, I wanted to marry you right then and there in Disneyland," said Draco. "Nothing says romance like the Matterhorn," he said.

"Anyway, we were in New York and it was so lovely there, and Draco asked again, and the boys said we should, and, well, it was just perfect," sighed Hermione, happily.

"We married in Central Park. Al walked his mother to me, and Scor stood up for me," said Draco. "Just the four or us and the celebrant, small and intimate.

"Not to mention the strangers and passers-by," laughed Hermione, remembering all the strangers cheering when Draco kissed her for the first time as his wife.

"Hey, I happen to be a good kisser," winked Draco.

"Well it sounds lovely, and you must let us throw you a party to celebrate this wonderful news," said Ginny.

"Fine, but no pink, okay?" teased Draco.

"Definitely," laughed Ginny.

"So do we call you Deputy Minister for Magic, Hermione Malfoy now," grinned Harry.

"Actually, I think I'll take her name. Draco Granger has a nice ring to it, don't you think?" asked Draco.

Al and Scor snorted, then laughed. Harry and Ginny joined in and even Hermione laughed too.

"The boys go back to Hogwarts soon," said Ginny. "One more week. Would you like to come to tea next Sunday and spend some time with them before they leave?" she asked. They boys would return to Hogwarts the next day.

"That sounds great, thanks Gin," said Draco. "I'll be at King's Cross as well."

Hermione sighed. "Thank you Ginny, I'd like that. I hope to make it to King's Cross, but after taking all the summer off, I'm not sure if my work schedule will allow it. So dinner the night before will be lovely."

"Thank you for coming today. And for Lily's present," laughed Harry. "I never thought I'd have to break up a fight between my one year old daughter and her friend over a unicorn," said Harry.

"We carried that damn thing from California," chuckled Hermione, while Draco shrugged. "He wouldn't even let us shrink it."

"I knew it was perfect for Lily," he said. "But the real question is, who taught her the right hook."

"Some things come naturally to a Weasley girl," winked Ginny.

"Well Sarah gave as good as good as she got, hitting Lil with Hagrid's umbrella. I guess we know what to get her for her birthday," said Harry.

"It was a lovely day, a birthday to remember," said Hermione, as they prepared to leave.

"I don't know what I'll remember most, George and Fred's clothes, Fred calling Mcgonagall 'Minnie' or Lily punching Sarah and giving her a black eye. I thought Nev was going to pass out," giggled Ginny.

Albus and Scorpius came over to say goodbye to their parents. "Thanks for an awesome trip," they said.

"Maybe we'll do something similar next year," suggested Draco. He leaned in and whispered loudly. "Particularly if you boys beat Gryffindor in Quidditch." Scor grinned, knowing of the rivalry between Harry and Draco.

"Draco," admonished Hermione. "Come on. Bye, Albus," she said, hugging her son.

Harry closed the Floo after they left. Ginny assured Emerald that they didn't need any tea or coffee, and thanked her and Alfred for their help at the party. After telling the boys they could stay up for another half hour, and saying goodnight to the portraits, they went upstairs to bed.

They checked in on their younger children first. The twins shared a room and, as usual, they found Jamie had crept in to Ronnie's bed. Harry picked him up and carried him to his own bed, knowing that, by the morning, he would be back there again.

Ginny tucked Ronnie in and kissed his brow. They left the door half open, and then went to Lily's room.

It was pink, of course. Lily had recently moved from her cot to a bed. Harry and Ginny were amused to see the unicorn that had caused the fight between Lily and Sarah was also tucked in the bed, with Lily cuddling it. When Harry tried to remove it, Lily only clutched it tighter, saying "Mine," in her sleep.

"She has a one track mind," chuckled Ginny softly. She picked up another toy from the floor and put it on Lily's bookcase, then they left their daughter's bedroom.

"What a day," sighed Ginny, kicking off her shoes. "Harry, will you unzip me, love?"

Harry unzipped his wife, and undid her bra while he was there. He eased the dress off her shoulders and it fell to the floor. Seconds later, so did her bra.

They climbed into the large four poster bed. They hadn't changed much of the décor in the room, just adding family photos. Pride of place was their wedding photo, taken in the gazebo on the Manor grounds.

Harry had removed his shirt and they were kissing on the bed when they heard the sound of footsteps. Harry froze and rolled off Ginny, who pulled the sheet over her bare chest.

Lily appeared in the door, rubbing her eyes with one hand and dragging the unicorn behind her with the other. "Me sleep dere," she pointed at them.

Harry and Ginny smiled at their daughter. "Come here, Lil," said Harry, sitting up to lift her into bed. She refused to let go of the unicorn. Nimbus who was asleep in the chair in the corner took one look at the big unicorn and raced out the room as fast as his old legs would take him.

"Unicorn stay on floor," said Harry firmly.

"Mine," said Lily. "Not Sa'as." She got under the covers and wriggled down.

"Unicorn is yours, not Sarah's, but we should share our toys when Sarah comes to play," said Ginny.

"Play Sa 'as," agreed Lily.

"Not tomorrow, but soon," said Ginny. "Tomorrow we'll go to Diagon Alley to get Al and Scor's school supplies for Hogwarts," she said, as Lily burrowed closer to her.

"Hog'ts. Hag'd," said Lily, her head resting on her mummy's shoulder.

Harry lay behind Lily, stroking her red hair that was more his mother's dark colour than Ginny's. "That's right. Hagrid is at Hogwarts," he said, softly.

"Wiv Minnie," she said, sucking her thumb.

Harry and Ginny tried to chuckle quietly. "Minnie is at Hogwarts too," said Harry.

"Minnie fly," mumbled Lily.

"She did fly on a broom today with Uncle Fred," agreed Ginny, stroking Harry's hair as he stroked Lily's.

"Was funny," said Lily. She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep. Ginny gently removed her thumb from her mouth, trying not to wake her. Lily shifted, laying on Ginny, her head on her mother's breast.

"Hey," said Harry softly, "Mine!"

He shifted closer, his head on Ginny's shoulder as he stroked his daughter's back. He had held back the tears at the birth of his twin boys, but wept unashamedly as he held Lily for the first time. He had never guessed how different it felt, to love a daughter. His sons were brilliant, all he could ever want. But Lily...

"And you wonder where she gets that possessive streak from," said Ginny softly. Her eyes teased, then gasped.

The unicorn jumped up onto the bed them walked around in a small circle, trying to find a comfortable spot on the bed. It then lay down, and slept, taking up the whole lower part of the bed.

"Not Sa'as," sighed Lily, smiling in her sleep.

Ginny giggled quietly. "Your daughter is going to be one powerful witch," she said softly, shaking her head.

Harry picked up her hand and kissed the back of it. "Let's have another," he said cheekily.

Ginny smiled at him, running her hand over his cheek. "Shall we build stables?" she asked, gesturing to the unicorn, who was now snoring.

"Anything you want, love," said Harry.

"Then yes, let's have another," agreed Ginny, softly.

Harry's eyes lit up with love and hope and he leaned over to kiss her lightly on the lips.

"Tomorrow she and unicorn sleep in their own bed," said Harry firmly.

The unicorn lifted its head and glared at Harry. Seeing Lily still asleep, it lay back down, keeping a guarded eye on Harry.

Ginny fell asleep soon after, but Harry lay awake, watching over his two girls. He heard the boys come up the stairs and turn into the separate wing they shared. Knowing the boys had been on the other side of the world had meant he'd forfeited a decent night sleep till they'd returned. Now he knew his family were all under one roof and sleeping, Harry allowed himself to rest easy.

All was well.