Ritual Seduction

Chapter Fifteen: Epilogue

Hermione and Draco smiled as they stood on the banks of the Black Lake at Hogwarts, watching, as Severus and Freya were married.

The gancanagh and his mate clapped as Minister Shacklebolt declared their friend’s husband and wife, and followed them through the crowd to open the dance.

Draco held his wife close as the music started, a bit awkwardly because their growing child was beginning to swell his petite mate’s body; beautifully in his opinion.

He could not believe it had been three years since they had been wed, and five months since Hermione told him the wonderful news of their coming parenthood.

The only thing more unbelievable had been the looks on the Fates faces when Freya had entered their bower. They never would have thought it possible for a Prince to find love, but Freya was defiantly a one in a billion witch.

His family was growing, they were all so happy and life was only going to get better.

*Three Years Later:

Hermione handed Mairead Amelia Malfoy over to her godfather Severus as she and Freya cleared the dishes from the balcony table.

The little girl reached out her sticky fist and grabbed onto her uncle’s beaky nose with a giggle.

“That is quite enough little one,” he chastised pulling her hand from his face only to have it in his long black hair a second later.

“Children,” he mumbled as he shifted the little girl to perch on his knee safely away from anything she may want to yank on next.

“Well you have about eight more month to get use to them my darling.” Freya said with a twinkle in her dark eyes.

“What do you…?” Severus started and everything fell into place. He felt his head spin.

Draco reached forward and plucked his little girl from Severus lap just he slumped forward.

“Freya?” he asked

“My love, you are going to be a father,” she explained. The next thing anyone knew the feared Potions Master fell off his chair, face first onto the balcony.

Mairead clapped at her silly godfather’s antics.

Later that night, with Severus revived and sent home with his wife shaking her head and smiling the whole way, the Malfoy couple was settled into a warm bath, their daughter fast asleep in the nursery next door.

“Well that was some news tonight.” Hermione commented running her soapy hands down her husband’s arms and chest.

“I’ll say, I don’t think Severus has ever fainted in his life.” He chuckled as he caressed his wife’s soft skin. “It actually got me thinking,” he continued.

“Planning on fainting anytime soon?” she asked jokingly.

“No mo croí,” he whispered as his lips started to trail down her jaw, and his fingers slipping between her sweet folds, causing her to shiver.

“I was thinking that Mairead would like a little brother or sister to play with,” Draco nipped her neck.

“Mmm, and would Daddy like to have another little one to spoil?” Hermione asked wrapping her arms and legs around her slippery mate.

“Oh yes, and to see you round again with our baby; you are so beautiful when you are pregnant.”

“Thank you mo anam. But we may want to wait until the little Snape comes into the world, or we will be down to one Master brewer, and we have three Apothecaries now.”

“Well that gives us eight months to practice…” he wiggled his eyebrows as he lifted Hermione out of the water and placed her on the edge of the sunken tub.

“What type of practice?” she asked leaning back as her husband climbed up her body.

“I can think of a few things…” he said. Draco swooped down to take his mate’s lips.

He pulled her body closer, teasing her hot center with his erection.

“I love you,” Draco said before taking the hard tips of her breast into his mouth and sucking hard as he entered her.

“I love you to my Gancanagh.” She said with a gasp, her long fingers scratching down his scalp and locking behind his neck.

Draco suddenly dragged Hermione back into the water and sat on the low bench beneath the water.

“Ride me my love,” he groaned as he felt himself sink deeper into her molten velvet glove.

“Yessss,” she hissed as her hips picked up a stead pace, bringing them together, her body wanting to take him deeper.

They felt apart in each others arms, surrounded by the cooling bath water. Draco spirited them away to their big warm bed where they settled happily, cuddled together.

The future was just looking better and better.

~And they all lived happily ever after~

~~~
A/N: So the Gancanagh, his mate, his guardian and his guardian's witch have all found happiness.

Thanks to all my readers and reviewers, you rock my socks!

If there are any particular pairings or "genres" anyone would like to me to try let me know, I will do my best!

Thanks Again, hope the Epilogue was worth the wait!

Cheers xoxo
Sarah