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Were they happy? Fuck yeah!

Did they fight like cats and dogs? ABSOLUTELY!

The pig-headed bunch of morons.

They loved each other fiercely, and that overpowered everything. Besides, it was their clashing personalities that fueled the spark between them.

Neither grew tired of each other's bodies, and their sex life was at an all-time high.

They were two idiots hopelessly in love.

They even explored the use of toys and Muggle kinks after Hermione expressed an interest over a cup of coffee.

Draco raised a brow, and when she returned from work, he tied her to the bed and had his wicked way with her.

Her craving to be adventurous led to an unpleasant incident where she handcuffed him to his office chair, hid under his desk and proceeded to give him the best blow of his life.

He threw his head back and fisted her hair while she sucked and licked his cock to fucking glory.

It was unfortunate that Lucius chose that moment to arrive.

Unannounced, he strode into the office, and his eyes widened at the sight of his son's mussed hair and grunts and low groans that escaped his lips.

Dumbstruck, Draco swallowed hard, pushed the chair in and knocked the stuffing out of Hermione.

She cried loudly, rubbed her head, covered her mouth, and moved further back into her hiding place.

His cock rested on his thigh. Smirking devilishly, she moved slightly forward and licked the precum glistening on the top of his dickhead.

Draco stiffened, turned crimson and smiled sheepishly at his father.

Lucius coughed, his eyes fixed on the desk, "I gather this is an inconvenient time. I will visit later."

Unable to trust his voice, Draco nodded vigorously.

Lucius shook his head and said in a slightly loud voice, "See you at dinner, Hermione."

After the sound of disapparation, she appeared from under the desk, full of laughter at the sight of Draco, flustered and stuck to the chair.

He struggled against the restraints, and his shirt flapped about madly, barely covering his hardened manhood.

He hissed, "That was not fun, Granger."

She kissed his swollen lips, threw her leg across, lowered herself onto his shaft, and rode him till they were both gloriously spent.

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Noah was a beautiful little boy who was his parents' pride and joy. Their world revolved around him.

The strong magic flowing in his veins came out at odd moments, even though it was rare at such an early age.

His first birthday party had been a joyous occasion.

Malfoy Manor had never been decorated so lavishly, but Narcissa insisted that her grandson's 1st birthday party would be second to none.

Draco and Hermione grudgingly agreed. Who were they to deny a doting grandmother her right to spoil her only grandson rotten?

Lucius spared no expense. He refused outright to let Draco contribute and firmly shut him down when he offered to pay for the party.

Draco looked around the groaned, "My mother has officially gone overboard."

Hermione grinned, "It is a bit much, but it does look lovely."

Draco pointed outside and sighed, "The bouncy castle is the size of a small house."

He crossed his arms over his chest, "When children get lost in there, I am not going in looking for them."

She linked her arm through his and looked towards Narcissa, "Calm yourself, darling. Look how happy she looks."

True enough, Narcissa barked instructions at the workers and fussed over the cake.

The afternoon turned out to be a roaring success. Noah looked adorable in a miniature suit he wore for pictures.

The crowds gathered inside the lavish hall around a glittering birthday cake of a golden snitch.

Noah might have just turned one, but he loved the toy broomstick Draco bought and sat on it at every opportunity while it hovered a foot above the ground.

Draco would stare at his son proudly, nudge Hermione and gloat, "He's going to make a fine Seeker one day."

Hermione would, in turn, roll her eyes and say their son had an aptitude for reading because Noah would look forward to his story time with mummy.

The family settled behind the cake, and everyone burst out in song.

The harmonious tune of Happy Birthday rang throughout the Manor, spreading to the corners of the impressive building, and the house elves in the kitchen swayed to the calming melody.

Hermione held Noah's hand to help him cut the cake. She cut a sizable piece and held it to his mouth. He licked the frosting, pressed his lips firmly, and shook his head.

Draco picked up his son and tickled his tummy. Noah broke out in a fit of giggles.

Hermione shrugged and fed Draco the piece of cake. He greedily gobbled it up and, for good measure, licked her fingers of any icing that lingered.

The crowd broke apart and once again formed their little groups, chatting animatedly amongst each other about many hot topics.

After thousands of pictures were taken, Hermione carried Noah into Draco's old room, fed him a milk bottle, and changed him into a comfortable pair of shorts and a t-shirt.

She let her son down and looked at him lovingly, "There, now you can have fun, darling."

Draco came from behind, put his arms around her waist and kissed her neck, "Thank you for this life."

Hermione reached behind so Noah wouldn't see and cupped Draco's dick over the material.

She smirked and said, "I owe your cock a vote of thanks."

Draco laughed, "Always such a romantic."

He kept his palm on her stomach and cooed, "What do you say to baby number two?"

Hermione shoved him playfully, "I say hell no!"

Draco stifled a laugh, picked up Noah and kissed the top of his son's platinum blonde head.

He grinned, "Did you see Weasley chatting up Tori?"

Hermione grinned, "Jealous?"

Draco rolled his eyes, "Insanely."

Sure enough, Ron engaged Astoria in conversation, and the woman kept playing with her hair and even went as far as to adjust Ron's tie.

Ginny appeared from behind and grimaced, "Well, I thought I had seen it all."

Hermione winked, "Looks like Greengrass is your future sister-in-law."

Harry frowned, "Well, he could do worse."

Blaise cornered Parvati and whispered sweet nothings in her ear. Draco smacked his head as they walked past and hissed, "There are children present. You git, get a fucking room."

Parvati blushed crimson. Blaise smirked, took her by the hand, and they disappeared into the gardens.

Draco frowned, "He best stay away from my mother's prize roses."

Theo came towards them, hand in hand with Luna.

Luna giggled, "Draco still wants that daughter."

Hermione rolled her eyes, "Well, he's going to have to keep waiting."

Theo laughed and patted Draco on the back, "Told you this was the best thing to happen to you."

Draco grinned, "For once, you were right."

Theo cleared his throat and retorted smugly, "I'm always right."

Teddy ran in one direction with Victorie right on his tail.

She squealed, "Give me back my hairband, Teddy Lupin."

The young wizard turned his hair into a striking shade of blue and took off faster than before.

He called over his shoulder, "You will have to catch me first."

Narcissa and Lucius held hands and smiled warmly in their direction before heading towards a few older wizards, Andromeda and The Minister of Magic.

Draco kissed Hermione's forehead, "You make me whole."

Hermione smiled, "You're in a mood."

He kissed the side of her neck, "Just wait till we get home."

Her body shuddered under his smouldering gaze.

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Holidaying in Valencia, Spain. Noah is almost 3.

The beaches were so clean you could see the tiny grains of sand under the foamy waves.

Hermione inhaled profoundly and glanced over her shoulder at Draco bent over, having a rather serious conversation with their son.

She let the sand run between her toes, and salty hot water washed over her feet.

She felt a tug and looked down to see Noah smiling at her.

The innocence and purity of a child were a beautiful sight to behold.

His smile was so similar to his father's. Hermione picked up her son and smothered his face with kisses.

Noah giggled and blurted out, "Mummy, mawee me."

Hermione stared, confused and looked back at Draco, who quickly slapped his forehead and jogged over.

He bent down to his son's level, ruffled his hair and smiled, "Not marry you, buddy, marry daddy."

She gasped, "Draco..."

He smiled sheepishly and rubbed the back of his neck, "I pictured that a lot better in my head."

She reached for his hand and muttered, "Draco…."

He sighed and let out a nervous laugh, "Never let a toddler do a man's job unless terrified."

She whispered, "Yes."

Stunned, he asked earnestly, "What?"

Hermione laughed sweetly, "Of course, I'll marry you, you wonderful idiot."

Draco grabbed her and crushed his lips with hers, "I love you."

Hermione smiled into his mouth, "I love you too."

He slipped the ring onto her finger, and the Malfoy heirloom sparkled and surrounded her with bright gold light.

Draco picked her up and twirled her while Noah ran in circles around them.

After setting her down, he claimed her lips hungrily, and she kissed him back fervently.

Still locked in a heated embrace, Hermione took Draco's hand and placed it on her abdomen.

He broke the kiss and stared into her face in shock.

She looked at him through hooded eyes and smiled tenderly, "It's the little girl you've always wanted."

A happy grin split his face in half, and he asked earnestly, "Don't play with me, babe, are you?"

Hermione was beside herself, "I'm pregnant. I wanted to surprise you on your birthday."

He buried his head in her mused hair, "Hermione, thank you...so much."

She held onto him and ran her fingers through his fine hair, "Stop thanking me for things we both do."

Draco let go, cocked his head to the side and narrowed his eyes, "Is this your way of getting out of a gift?"

Hermione rolled her eyes, "Yes, I planned it all along."

He laughed and gathered her in his arms once more, "I love you."

She muttered between kisses, "Draco, I love you so much."

He bit her bottom lip and mused, "You still owe me a gift."

Hermione pushed him away, picked up Noah and ran down the sandy beach.

She called over her shoulder, "I think a baby is sufficient."

Draco laughed and took off after his fiancé and son.

Thus ends the tale of two people brought together by tequila and scotch.

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The others go on to have happy endings of their own.

Theo proposes to the quirky Miss Lovegood, and they are blissfully happy in their weird yet content relationship.

Harry and Ginny welcome a second baby boy. They lovingly name after Dumbledore and Snape.

Noah and Albus Severus become great friends and housemates in the legendary house of Slytherin.

Noah follows in his father's footsteps, much to Draco's delight and Hermione's disdain.

However, their daughter Kiyara, the spitting image of Hermione, follows in her mother's footsteps and is sorted into the great house of Gryffindor.

Astoria finds true love in the arms of Ronald Weasley. This rather bizarre pairing left everyone pleasantly baffled, and at nearly every function, one could hear Astoria reprimanding him, "Sit up straight, Ronald."

It would have been a cause for concern if not for Ron's loving smile and reply, "Yes, darling, you always know best."

Parvati whips Blaise "Playboy" Zabini into shape, and they are currently expecting twin boys.

Blaise quickly points out how lucky Parvati is to have him remain faithful to her but secretly worship the ground she walks on.

As the years go by and the main characters grow old, the youngsters write their own stories.

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Albus pines for Kiyara and relentlessly pursues her with the help of her brother to secure her affection.

It isn't until a dashing Albus escorts a fellow Gryffindor to the Winter ball in their fifth year that Kiyara sits up and takes notice.

They share their first kiss under the starry skies after the ball, Kiyara blushes deeply, and Albus closes his eyes and leans in, hoping for the best.

Noah is happy being the handsome, single, popular boy at school who every girl has a crush on.

Captain of the Quidditch Team, Prefect and undisputed ladies' man on school grounds, he dated scores of girls, but none captured his heart.

After Hogwarts, he plays Seeker for the Kenmare Kestrels and the English national team before taking his rightful place in the family business.

Draco and Hermione never miss a match and would sit in their private box cheering on their son.

The day Noah made the Slytherin Quidditch team, Draco gifted Hermione a large book.

She tore the package open, glared at the book and chased him around the flat with her wand.

The book lay on the floor with the glittering title in bold, "QUIDDITCH FOR DUMMIES."

Hermione feared for her baby's safety as he flew at breakneck speed to catch the bloody elusive ball of gold, but her husband would kiss her and put her mind at ease.

Secretly, Draco worried as much and more so, knowing full well of the injuries that could occur. He was always on the edge of his seat every time his son took to the skies.

But their son was a gifted flyer, and he remained in one piece except for a few close encounters.

Noah ultimately found love with Bill and Fleur's youngest daughter Dominique after she spent a summer interning at Malfoy Industries.

They were married a year later and welcomed a bouncing baby boy they lovingly named Scorpius within two years.

Draco and Hermione adored their daughter-in-law and gave her the run of the Manor when they left on a cruise to celebrate their 35th wedding anniversary.

After thirty-five years of marital bliss, he found the balance he craved, and she found the love she always wanted.

They bickered and made up passionately. It was the foundation of their relationship.

Draco is fond of saying, "My life without you...would be like Quidditch without a Snitch, my fiery Gryffindor, you gave me life."

Hermione would put her arms around his neck, go on tiptoes, kiss the tip of his nose and reply, "You are the ink to my quill, and without you, my life would be meaningless."