"Scorpius, wait up." Eight-year-old Lynx screams, trying to catch up with her brother at King's Station.

"It's not Scorpius anymore," Her brother barks back "I am in Hogwarts, it's Malfoy now."

"It's always going to be Scorpius to your family son." Draco laughs, pulling Scorpius' owl cage. "No matter what your friends call you."

"Do you see whose waiting for you?" Hermione whispers into her son's ear, putting her hands on his shoulders. Scorpius looks ahead, his eyes lighting up.

"Uncle Ron! Aunt Naomi!" Running towards them, he can't help but laugh like a child again. Lynx follows behind, trying to catch up.

"It's so nice seeing him act like a child again." Hermione whispers to her husband, reaching down and holding his hand. "He is trying to grow up so fast."

"As is Lynx." Draco replies, watching his daughter hug an obviously pregnant Naomi. "She is getting so big." Almost at her brother's height, one could barely tell there was five years between them. Lynx's hair had stayed it's shade of black and although always frizzy, she kept it in a ponytail to try and tame it.

"Look at this boy, Malfoy. Spitting image 'ay mate?" Ron laughs, rubbing his knuckles across Scorpius' head.

"Identical." Hermione jokes, "We are not allowed to call him Scor anymore though, Ron."

"Of course not" Harry laughs, joining them with Ginny, Albus and Lily following quietly behind. "He's in Hogwarts now. How's it going Malfoy?" Harry nods to Scorpius.

"Good Potter." Scorpius nods back, looking around. "Where is James?"

"Oh, here they come." Harry points to the direction opposite of where he came, a younger version of himself without glasses walking with the strawberry-blonde Weasley.

"Ugh, and Rose." Scorpius rolls his eyes.

"Malfoy." Rose sneers.

"Weasley." Scorpius grumbles back. "Do you really have to go?"

"Gryffindor all the way." She replies, her head held high.

"Whatever, Slytherin born and raised. That's the only way for a Malfoy."

"I hope we never argue like that." Lynx whispers to Lily, knowing she would at least have one friend in Hogwarts.

"We won't, best friends forever." Lily replies, "Besides, Albus says they only brag about their Houses because they like each other. James thinks it's silly rubbish."

"I agree with James." Lynx snickers.

"And who is this one?" Draco looks down at Naomi's obviously pregnant stomach. Naomi looks at Ron who nods. "Sonya Josephine."

"Beautiful name" Hermione smiles, "And if it's a girl?"

The six adults laugh, their children not understanding the joke. Kissing and hugging the children, they see their oldest off for their second year.

"I'm going to be going next year mum?" Albus asks, watching his brother wave good-bye from the train. Ginny puts her arm around him.

"Yes you are, my boy. Going to be a Gryffindor just like your brother and cousin."

"I can't believe we are seeing them off, I feel so old." Hermione cries, a tear streaming down her face.

...

"Promise me, no matter what, you'll be careful." Hermione whispers, her forehead against Draco's.
"I promise." He whispers back, a tear streaming down his face.

"Promise me, no matter what, you won't run out and get yourself killed being a hero."

"I promise."

"Promise me, no matter what, you'll return to see your son off to Hogwarts."

"You're bound and determined it's a boy, aren't you?"

"Promise me Draco." Hermione cries.

"I promise." Gently, she kisses her husband, the taste of his tears on his lips.

"I don't want you to go. You have a family here."

"I don't want to go, but someone has to take care of that family."

"Come on Malfoy" Ron screams from his broom "Let's go kick some Death Eater arse."

...

"I know you do, Hermione." Draco answers, wrapping his arm around his wife. "But look at them." He looks into the window of the train, James trying to keep Rose from hexing Scorpius. "They'll be fine."