The epilogue
There was a commotion at the manor in the morning. Draco and Hermione have been up since the very early morning, but their son Sebastian got up late today, Draco had to wake him up so as not to miss the train. His first year at Hogwarts. And he inherited the habit of reading books in bed and late at night straight from his mother.
"Mom! I can't find my textbook on the history of magic!" A boy shouted from the room as Hermione walked past him down the hall.
"What is it, dear?" the girl looked in on her son. "We have to go out already. Your father is waiting for us by the fireplace."
"I can't find my textbook," a boy with blond hair and steel—colored eyes was turning over everything in his closet to quickly find the right book.
"And why did you bother? We packed everything well yesterday," said Mrs. Malfoy, taking a wand out of her pocket. "Accio textbook on the history of magic!"
The book immediately flew out from under the pillow and ended up in Hermione's hands.
"I just decided to learn a little before going to bed ..." Sebastian lowered his eyes to the floor and sighed.
"The main thing is that we found it. Take the suitcase and let's go quickly."
Wizards and witches with their children were crowding on platform 9. Draco and Hermione walked arm-in-arm to their carriage, while their son pushed a cart in front of them. A suitcase, a small bag, and a cage with a silver owl rested in this cart.
"Mom, I don't see Amelia, where is she? And Aunt Pansy and Uncle Blaze will probably be late."
"They're on their way, I'm sure," Draco said, also looking around.
Stopping near the carriage in a place free from the crowd, Hermione began to straighten her son's jacket.
"Well, Mom, well, people are watching," Sebastian frowned. "Dad, tell her."
"Son, you better not argue," Malfoy chuckled. "And here are our friends!"
Blaze immediately approached Draco, shaking Draco's hand firmly. Pansy and the girl Amelia followed. She, like Sebastian, will be in her first year at school.
"Pansy!" Hermione threw herself into her friend's arms. It had been too long since they had seen each other because of Hermione's well-being. Lately, she had been plagued by weakness and nausea in the mornings.
"Who do I see, Mrs. Malfoy is sending her son to Hogwarts today," Zabini smiled and looked at her husband.
"Yes, I can't miss this."
"Sebastian," Blaze leaned toward the boy. "Promise me you won't hurt Amelia. I'm counting on you.
"Yes, Uncle Blaze," Sebastian shook the guy's hand and smiled at the girl, who was standing by her cart and smiling shyly.
***
The send-off was not even painful, no one cried or worried, except for Hermione and Pansy a little. Upon arrival at Malfoy Manor, the girl took off her coat, handing it to Nora, and went to the bathroom.
Draco went into the dining room to arrange food for his wife. Recently, Hermione stopped eating in the morning because of her well-being.
"Herm, I've arranged for something light to be prepared for you..." Draco was saying as he approached their bedroom. "Are you here?"
"Yes," the girl came out of their bathroom and was now standing near the closet, unbuttoning her dress.
"It can summon a healer, since you've had it long enough, and besides…"
"Draco, I'm pregnant," the girl said, turning around.
"what?" Malfoy was a little confused at first. And did he hear the phrase correctly? " What did you say?" he asked, coming up to her.
"I went to the healer yesterday while you were at work," Hermione smiled, looking at her surprised husband. "You won't have to be bored much now."
"Honestly? Are you sure?!" The shock hadn't left him yet, but the girl was already laughing.
"You're so funny right now..." before she could finish, Draco scooped her up in his arms, circling the room. I got it.
"Hooray, dear! I'm going to have more children!"
"Why children? Do you want twins?" Hermione asked, holding onto him tightly.
"Why not? And I also want a daughter and another son... and another..." but he did not have time to finish, as he was interrupted by a sweet kiss.