Three is Enough

A/N: So, here it is, as promised. The epilogue to Three is Enough. I really enjoyed doing my little prompt challenge. And some wonderful stories emerged from the series. This is the end of the first. There will be two more and I plan to post them just as I did with this fic. One chapter a day until they're finished. The titles are At Long Last and Blood Ties. I will begin tomorrow with At Long Last.

Their relationship had rocked the whole of Hogwart's to its very foundation. What Hermione had thought would be a night of great sex had turned into something much more. Whispers floated through the corridors and shocked stares abounded when she was seen in the company of either Draco or Blaise.

At first, she couldn't really understand people's reactions. Isn't this what they had fought for? Harry had been understanding but Ron…. Ron had been apoplectic. He'd turned purple with rage. Shouting and making the biggest scene in the Great Hall. He'd even resorted to calling her names. She'd never in a million years believe that he'd ever call her a Slytherin slut and a no-good mudblood whore.

She'd been too shocked to even hex him but Draco had taken care of that, earning himself a months worth of detentions with Hagrid. He'd said it was worth it. Ron had gotten himself a months worth of detentions with Professor Snape for using such derogatory language. In the end, it turned out that Draco got the better deal as Hagrid went very easy on his punishment. He merely had to make sure the thestrals were taken care of. Since they pretty much took care of themselves, his detention ended early each night.

Ron, on the other hand, was doing all manner of disgusting tasks. Snape even had him scrubbing each of the toilets in the castle without magic. She'd heard that Myrtle's toilet had been a particulary horrific experience.

Her friendship with Ron never recovered after that incident. Blaise said it was because he was jealous. He was certain that the redhead thought that he would end up with Hermione.

They proposed at graduation. Hermione had been shocked to tell the truth. She'd felt a little put on the spot as Draco had used his graduation speech to pop the question. But her mind whirled quickly, thinking how happy they had made her over the last few months. There was far more to the both of them than what meets the eye. She did love them. Wholly and unequivocally.

So, she said yes.

Draco's mum had been over the moon with the news, which had shocked her once more. It turned out that she wasn't a staunch believer in blood politics, that was Lucius' specialty. As he was locked in Azkaban for the foreseeable future, it didn't really matter much what he thought.

Blaise's mum didn't care either, since he was a half-blood. She was just ready for grandchildren. Hermione had paled a little at the thought. She wasn't ready for kids just yet.

The engagement lasted for two and a half years, much to the chagrin of her future mothers-in-law. They had wanted to have a winter wedding. While Hermione wanted that as well, she didn't want to rush things. Draco, Blaise, and her had spent their time traveling and seeing the wonders of the world. They were young and wanted to live a little before being tied down with responsibilities.

They had a grand time touring Europe and the Americas. They went to Egypt and Australia, all the while discovering each other. They finally set the date when Hermione found out she was pregnant. It was unexpected but who knew that the gravity at the North Pole caused a contraceptive charm to backfire and turn into a fertility spell. She certainly didn't.

But she wasn't unhappy. Not when she saw the joy etched into her intendeds faces. They returned immediately and set about planning the most extravagant event in modern wizarding history.

It seemed like most of the wizarding populace was present at the ceremony, barring one Ronald Weasley. Even his parents had shown up, Molly apologizing profusely for her wayward son's behavior. Hermione had assured her that she held no grudge, that she couldn't understand how her friend could think such vile things about her.

The ceremony had been beautiful, snowflakes swirling lightly through the early winter air. They'd decided to have the wedding on the grounds of Hogwart's, since that was where they met. It was also a statement. That people from all bloods could get along, that they weren't meant to be enemies. It was fitting that the most powerful triad in the modern world be united at the most prestigious magical school.

They made their announcement at the reception. Hermione was carrying twins and was due in early May. The months whirled by in a blur. Before Hermione knew it, she was being rushed to the hospital by her frantic husbands. She'd never been so cross with them. Pacing and worrying and generally getting on her ever last nerve. She'd threatened to kick them out more than once.

After twenty-one hours of labor, the happy trio welcomed Scorpius Hyperion and Adrienne Zita into the family. Scorpius was the spitting image of Draco, right down to the white gold of his hair to the blue grey of his eyes. Adrienne looked just like Blaise. Her skin was darker than her brothers and her hair was the same dark brown as Blaise's.

Hermione had pouted, saying that she carried them around for almost nine months and had to endure the pain of labor, they should at least resemble her a little. Draco had teased her and shocked her with a sweet kiss, saying maybe the next baby would look like her.

Next one? She just gave them two children, surely they weren't already thinking about more?

~~~FIN~~~

End Note: So, a sweet, happy ending. I hope everyone enjoyed finding out what happened to our little trio. Be sure to tune in tomorrow as I start posting At Long Last. It's a little darker than this one and a little shorter. But it is a veela fic, my personal favorite.