The Price of Love
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Lucius/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
14
Views:
18,090
Reviews:
57
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
1
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Epilogue
Several years later.
[Lucius P.O.V]
“Daddy!” squeals Amelia as I apparate into the living room, she runs from the sofa and crashes into my knees.
My little curly haired wonder.
“Hello little princess, where is mummy?”
“Mummy is with Uncle Albus and Uncle Harry in the study!” she says still clinging to my trouser leg.
I bend down and picked up my blonde princess and she throws her arms around my neck and kisses my cheek.
“I missed you daddy!” she says happily.
“And I you sweet one.” I say kissing her nose.
“Where have you been today daddy?” she asks.
“I have been working with the minister of magic on a new law that will send naughty children to Azkaban!” I say as she pulls my hair.
“Sorry daddy.” she says shyly.
“No harm pet.” I say as she smoothes my hair behind my ear.
I carry her through to the study and I see my beautiful wife sitting with her long time friend and my one time headmaster.
I lower Amelia to the floor and she climbs onto Dumbledore's lap and tugs his beard.
“Uncle Albee, when can I come back to Hogwarts with you and see Sevvie?”
He laughs softly.
“When you are ready to do magic, little one. Then you can come and live there and study every spell and potion there is.”
“Look what I can do daddy!” she says happily.
She looks at the pen on the table and lifts her head and is overjoyed when it rises and lands back down on the table with a clunk.
“Definitely a Ravenclaw, I think.” says Dumbledore his blue eyes twinkling in delight.
"Definitely her mother's daughter." I say.
“Hello Uncle Harry!” she says happily reaching over and taking his glasses of his face and putting them on.
She laughs heartily before jumping off the headmaster’s knee and walks to the wooden cradle in the corner and peers over the edge standing on her tiptoes.
“Mummy why isn’t he awake?” she says loudly trying to wake her baby brother.
“Shhhh Amelia, Tristan needs his sleep, he's growing like you.” she says softly.
I move Amelia away from my sleeping son, casting a glance at him as I go, he is the image of Draco when he was first born, and I curl my finger around the small curl on his soft head.
I hear a loud crack and I see my oldest son run into the room, he looks frantic.
“Father, she is screaming the place down, she is possessed!” he says shaking.
Hermione laughs.
“No Draco she isn't possessed she’s in labour!”
He looks apprehensively at her.
“I don’t think so Hermione, she keeps saying she’s going to kill me!”
I watch as Amelia giggles at her older brother.
She pulls on his trouser leg and he lifts her up.
“Drakey where do babies come from?” she says.
I watch as Potter scoffs.
“Yes Malfoy, just where do babies come from?” he smirks.
Draco scowls at Him, and I chuckle.
“A phoenix drops a seed into your tummy Princess and it grows into a baby, Auntie VicVic is having one right now!” he says looking at me.
“Can I have one Drakey?” she says.
“No!” I shout.
She raises her eyebrows and stares at me in the most Malfoy like sneer I have ever seen.
“If Drakey and Auntie VicVic can have one why can’t I?”
“You are too young poppet, you can when you get older.” I say.
“And when you’ve left Hogwarts and got a job and a husband.” laughs Hermione.
"And you're at least 35 years old, don't want my baby sister getting touched by dirty Gryffindors!" laughs Draco.
“Drakey can I see the baby?” says Amelia as she strokes Draco’s hair.
“Of course you can princess, father, Hermione are you coming?”
Hermione grins.
“And miss the chance to see you get tortured by Victoria, never!” she laughs.
“I swear everyday you become more and more like him.” says Draco as he points at me.
“I have brought out the finest Slytherin traits in her, and she loves it.” I say as I kiss my wife affectionately.
I think back to how we were in the beginning and I thank the gods that they sent such a wonderful witch my way, if it wasn’t for them I would never have the beautiful family that I have now, we have overcome hardships and struggles, heartache and pain and come through them stronger.
For I know now that I couldn’t be happier than I am now with my Muggleborn wife and Half-Blooded children, the loss of my dynasty was hard but I believe it was the best thing I have ever done, for this was the price of love.
[Lucius P.O.V]
“Daddy!” squeals Amelia as I apparate into the living room, she runs from the sofa and crashes into my knees.
My little curly haired wonder.
“Hello little princess, where is mummy?”
“Mummy is with Uncle Albus and Uncle Harry in the study!” she says still clinging to my trouser leg.
I bend down and picked up my blonde princess and she throws her arms around my neck and kisses my cheek.
“I missed you daddy!” she says happily.
“And I you sweet one.” I say kissing her nose.
“Where have you been today daddy?” she asks.
“I have been working with the minister of magic on a new law that will send naughty children to Azkaban!” I say as she pulls my hair.
“Sorry daddy.” she says shyly.
“No harm pet.” I say as she smoothes my hair behind my ear.
I carry her through to the study and I see my beautiful wife sitting with her long time friend and my one time headmaster.
I lower Amelia to the floor and she climbs onto Dumbledore's lap and tugs his beard.
“Uncle Albee, when can I come back to Hogwarts with you and see Sevvie?”
He laughs softly.
“When you are ready to do magic, little one. Then you can come and live there and study every spell and potion there is.”
“Look what I can do daddy!” she says happily.
She looks at the pen on the table and lifts her head and is overjoyed when it rises and lands back down on the table with a clunk.
“Definitely a Ravenclaw, I think.” says Dumbledore his blue eyes twinkling in delight.
"Definitely her mother's daughter." I say.
“Hello Uncle Harry!” she says happily reaching over and taking his glasses of his face and putting them on.
She laughs heartily before jumping off the headmaster’s knee and walks to the wooden cradle in the corner and peers over the edge standing on her tiptoes.
“Mummy why isn’t he awake?” she says loudly trying to wake her baby brother.
“Shhhh Amelia, Tristan needs his sleep, he's growing like you.” she says softly.
I move Amelia away from my sleeping son, casting a glance at him as I go, he is the image of Draco when he was first born, and I curl my finger around the small curl on his soft head.
I hear a loud crack and I see my oldest son run into the room, he looks frantic.
“Father, she is screaming the place down, she is possessed!” he says shaking.
Hermione laughs.
“No Draco she isn't possessed she’s in labour!”
He looks apprehensively at her.
“I don’t think so Hermione, she keeps saying she’s going to kill me!”
I watch as Amelia giggles at her older brother.
She pulls on his trouser leg and he lifts her up.
“Drakey where do babies come from?” she says.
I watch as Potter scoffs.
“Yes Malfoy, just where do babies come from?” he smirks.
Draco scowls at Him, and I chuckle.
“A phoenix drops a seed into your tummy Princess and it grows into a baby, Auntie VicVic is having one right now!” he says looking at me.
“Can I have one Drakey?” she says.
“No!” I shout.
She raises her eyebrows and stares at me in the most Malfoy like sneer I have ever seen.
“If Drakey and Auntie VicVic can have one why can’t I?”
“You are too young poppet, you can when you get older.” I say.
“And when you’ve left Hogwarts and got a job and a husband.” laughs Hermione.
"And you're at least 35 years old, don't want my baby sister getting touched by dirty Gryffindors!" laughs Draco.
“Drakey can I see the baby?” says Amelia as she strokes Draco’s hair.
“Of course you can princess, father, Hermione are you coming?”
Hermione grins.
“And miss the chance to see you get tortured by Victoria, never!” she laughs.
“I swear everyday you become more and more like him.” says Draco as he points at me.
“I have brought out the finest Slytherin traits in her, and she loves it.” I say as I kiss my wife affectionately.
I think back to how we were in the beginning and I thank the gods that they sent such a wonderful witch my way, if it wasn’t for them I would never have the beautiful family that I have now, we have overcome hardships and struggles, heartache and pain and come through them stronger.
For I know now that I couldn’t be happier than I am now with my Muggleborn wife and Half-Blooded children, the loss of my dynasty was hard but I believe it was the best thing I have ever done, for this was the price of love.