Keeping Secrets
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
8
Views:
18,700
Reviews:
69
Recommended:
0
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
A/N: Hey everyone this is the last chapter so I hope you all enjoy Im sorry it took a bit longer then usually to get up but AFF.net was acting up yesterday and i couldent get it posted. Me and my co author would like to thank all the reviewers you guys are great.
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Damien and Madeleine Malfoy made their way into the world after many hours of labour on the part of Hermione almost three weeks before she was actually due to deliver them. It had been messy and painful and highly undignified, but more than worth it to Hermione’s mind when she held her bawling children.
She had worried, as the months passed, that she might take one look at them and be so strongly reminded of who their father truly was that she would not be able to bear being around them. Holding them now she didn’t think of Lucius as their father, but Draco, with whom she had been trying to forge a real relationship.
Hermione smiled as she looked down at her daughter, currently cradled in her arms, sleeping peacefully. She was so pleased that her children would never have to know the man they would think of as their paternal grandfather; Lucius had finally made a mistake and gotten caught in such a way that there was no chance his lawyers, or his bribes, could get him off of the charges. Hermione had not attended the trial, and her evidence had been withheld- there was more than enough evidence to get Malfoy the Kiss already, and this way no one would have an inkling that her children were also his.
“Not brooding I hope?”
Hermione looked up just in time to see Draco reach into the cradle and scoop up Damien and grinned. “Just thinking about a few things.”
“Mum wants to see the kids,” Draco said, his smile fading slightly.
Hermione nodded- Narcissa had been quite upset when Lucius’s sentence had been carried out, and had come perilously close to a complete nervous breakdown. She still hadn’t quite recovered, and was still in the dark over the true paternity of her grandchildren. “Now?”
“Might as well,” Draco agreed.
Hermione pulled Draco to her, shifted her hold of Madeleine, and pressed a kiss to her husband’s lips. “She will recover, she will,” she said, hoping that Draco would believe her- she couldn’t believe how much his hurt over his mother was affecting her, but took it as a sign that she had what she wanted, a husband she was beginning to love. She couldn’t help but smile as he carefully sat down in a chair that was next to her bed, cradling their tiny son in his arms. Hermione felt her heart swell as she watched him murmur nonsense to Damien- he looked so proud and so loving, peering down into his son’s barely open grey eyes. She could tell that the twins would easily have him wrapped around their tiny, little fingers by the time they were two weeks old.
The grin on Hermione’s face wouldn’t go away, she felt an all encompassing warmth and happiness fill her; her life couldn’t be any better than it was, she had two beautiful, healthy children, and a husband who clearly cared a lot about her, she wouldn’t exchange what she had for anything in the world.
Draco tore his eyes away from their son and smiled back at her. “Hermione?”
“Yes?”
“I love you.”
Then again, perhaps things really could get even better.
The End.
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A/N2: Well thats it guys there most likely wont be a sequal unless me and the co author soul get any muses. And thanks again to all the reviewers.
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Damien and Madeleine Malfoy made their way into the world after many hours of labour on the part of Hermione almost three weeks before she was actually due to deliver them. It had been messy and painful and highly undignified, but more than worth it to Hermione’s mind when she held her bawling children.
She had worried, as the months passed, that she might take one look at them and be so strongly reminded of who their father truly was that she would not be able to bear being around them. Holding them now she didn’t think of Lucius as their father, but Draco, with whom she had been trying to forge a real relationship.
Hermione smiled as she looked down at her daughter, currently cradled in her arms, sleeping peacefully. She was so pleased that her children would never have to know the man they would think of as their paternal grandfather; Lucius had finally made a mistake and gotten caught in such a way that there was no chance his lawyers, or his bribes, could get him off of the charges. Hermione had not attended the trial, and her evidence had been withheld- there was more than enough evidence to get Malfoy the Kiss already, and this way no one would have an inkling that her children were also his.
“Not brooding I hope?”
Hermione looked up just in time to see Draco reach into the cradle and scoop up Damien and grinned. “Just thinking about a few things.”
“Mum wants to see the kids,” Draco said, his smile fading slightly.
Hermione nodded- Narcissa had been quite upset when Lucius’s sentence had been carried out, and had come perilously close to a complete nervous breakdown. She still hadn’t quite recovered, and was still in the dark over the true paternity of her grandchildren. “Now?”
“Might as well,” Draco agreed.
Hermione pulled Draco to her, shifted her hold of Madeleine, and pressed a kiss to her husband’s lips. “She will recover, she will,” she said, hoping that Draco would believe her- she couldn’t believe how much his hurt over his mother was affecting her, but took it as a sign that she had what she wanted, a husband she was beginning to love. She couldn’t help but smile as he carefully sat down in a chair that was next to her bed, cradling their tiny son in his arms. Hermione felt her heart swell as she watched him murmur nonsense to Damien- he looked so proud and so loving, peering down into his son’s barely open grey eyes. She could tell that the twins would easily have him wrapped around their tiny, little fingers by the time they were two weeks old.
The grin on Hermione’s face wouldn’t go away, she felt an all encompassing warmth and happiness fill her; her life couldn’t be any better than it was, she had two beautiful, healthy children, and a husband who clearly cared a lot about her, she wouldn’t exchange what she had for anything in the world.
Draco tore his eyes away from their son and smiled back at her. “Hermione?”
“Yes?”
“I love you.”
Then again, perhaps things really could get even better.
The End.
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A/N2: Well thats it guys there most likely wont be a sequal unless me and the co author soul get any muses. And thanks again to all the reviewers.