Epilogue
"Harry, I'm not a damsel in distress!"
Harry rolls his eyes.
"I know that, Love!"
Molly comes into the kitchen 'tutting' under her breath.
"Boys! Stop fighting! Not at this family get together!"
They both jump, and turn to wrath that is Molly Weasley.
"Sorry!" They say simultaneously. She gives them a soft glare and leaves.
"I'm sorry, Dray. But I was so mad! It wasn't fair! I promise I'll never do it again!"
Draco smiled at Harry and grabbed his hand.
"It's ok, love. I forgive you."
Then Draco kissed Harry on the nose and stood up.
"Alright. Let's go join everyone else. I don't wanna fight with you anymore. I love you."
Harry smiled and stood up.
"What are we waiting for, then?"
They walked outside, and it was such a beautiful picture.
Teddy was out on the lawn, chasing butterflies and rolling on the grass. Fred and George were talking to the rest of the family about their new prank supply. Ginny and Bill were flying on their brooms and playing a small game of 1 on 1 Quidditch. Ginny was obviously kicking Bill's arse.
Harry sighed happily. This is what he had always wanted. A family . He turned and looked at Draco, who gave him a 1,000 watt smile.
Harry chuckled to himself. This was exactly what he had always wanted. They were all bred to die. But they all had fought to live . And Merlin, was it worth what they had now.
Sure there were hiccups here and there. It took weeks to rebuild Draco’s self worth. To make him believe that truly did deserve to be ‘saved’, although he hated when anyone put it that way. Draco goes regularly to a mind healer, the same one Harry goes to. Harry even gets the occasional nightmare here and there, but they were happy. Slowly but surely, they fought. And they won.
All was well…
“Teddy! Get off that broom!”
Well, almost (;