A/N Heres the Epilogue. Just so you know this is about 7 years into the future. Read and enjoy.
"Hello everyone, and welcome to Snape's Lost Child Epilogue! I hope you read the Authors note or you'll be very lost. So, READ IT!"
Did you read it? if not read it. If you did, GOOD JOB! Heres a cookie.
"Lucius, leave your sister alone!" Hermione yelled as she mixed the cake batter. She looked back over at her 6 year old son and screamed. "Lucius! You bad boy, you spilt your juice all over yourself and Rei! AHH!" She ran over to her 6 month old daughter and picked her up out of the high chair.
"DRACO! Come get your son!"
Draco came down the stairs slowly and smiled at his wife while he dried his hair. "My son is it? He can't just be mine, its not like I gave birth to him."
Hermione glared at him as she tried to scrub some of the juice off of Rei's face. "That's right. You didn't give birth to him. I did. And after 76 hours of labor. 76 hours of painful labor in which you wouldn't let me have any pain pills. So I think I deserve a break from the little devil whose exactly like his father."
Draco sighed and kissed Hermione on the cheek. "Alright my love, if it'll make sure I can sleep in the same bed with you tonight."
Hermione punched him on the shoulder as he walked past her. "Just wash him off a bit, get him into new clothes, and finish the cake. I'll go take care of Rei."
Draco walked into the kitchen to find his son licking juice off himself and laughed.
Lucius Gregory Malfoy was a rather rambunctious child, always on the go, always causing trouble much to both of his parents dismay. Draco smiled to himself. Lucius was really almost exactly like him, both in looks and character. The boy had the same hair, same blue-grey eyes, and the same trade-mark smirk, not to mention the same arrogant attitude.
He walked over to his son who jumped into his arms when he was close enough. "Daddy!" Draco laughed and swung his son around in the air and then hugged him close.
"Now lucius, tell Daddy why you spilt the juice." Draco said as he looked his son in the eyes.
Lucius' face became puzzled. "But I didn't."
Draco sighed. "Well it couldn't of happened by itself."
Lucius squirmed in his father's arms, "But it did."
Draco squinted his eyes. " Tell me what happened before the juice was spilt."
"I was coloring and Rei kept reaching over trying to take my crayons and I moved her arm away and she cried and Mommy yelled at me to stop bothering Rei, and then Rei tried to take my crayons again and I got really mad at her then the juice spilt."
Draco sighed. Not only had his son said that all in one breath, he had spat all over Draco's face. 'Oh, God, I think I know what's happening.'
"Come on son, lets go get you cleaned up."
******************Fastforward ten minutes********************
"'Mione, we need to talk." Draco said as he stepped into the bedroom.
"Did you put the cake in the oven?" Hermione asked, muffled from her facedown position on the bed.
Draco sat down and rolled her over. "I think Lucius is already showing signs of magic." He preceded to tell her what Lucius told him.
Hermione groaned and closed her eyes. "Dammit, that would explain what happened." she looked over at the clock and looked over at her husbands hang-around-the-house-clothes. She sighed. "Get dressed the others will be here soon"
"Hermione!" Ginny yelled as they embraced each other, or as much as they could anyway.
Hermione pulled back and looked at her best friends belly. "Wow Ginny, been eating much?"
Ginny lightly slapped her. "Shut up, you never had to carry twins so you never had to carry this much weight." Then her eyes teared. "You think I'm fat, and I AM!" She wailed.
Hermione smiled understandingly and pulled Ginny to her. "No, no. I don't think that. I was just playing around."
Ginny pulled back and hit her on the head. "well good. And don't you ever make fun of me, my weight, or my babies again." She huffed angrily and stomped into the kitchen.
Blaise walked foreward and watched is wife walk away. Hermione smiled "so, how have you been dealing wiht the hormones Blaise?"
Blaise looked at her. "Kill me." He walked after his wife and Hermione herd an exclaimed. "Oh my God Blaise, look Hermione made cookies!"
Hermione smiled. Draco came up behind her and laughed as he heard muffled munching as choco-choco-chip cookies were devowered. "And he still has four months to go."
"Yep." Said a voice behind them.
Hermione tunered. "Hey Harry, Ron." She looked over her two friends as they walked over the thresh-hold and closed the front door. They looked almost exactly like they did years ago back at Hogwarts, except for Ron who had a scar going through his left eye. He got that in a Quiddich match when a bludger hit him so hard it cracked his skull open. The healers were able to save him, but the surgery had left the scar, and there was nothing they could do to fix that.
Both of them were currntly single, and Hermione suspected they always would be. Somehow, she thought, they wouldn't be able to tie themselves down, even if they found a true love. It just didn't seem possible.
All of them went into the Kitchen to find almost all of the cookies gone. "Ginny," Hermione groaned. "Those were for everyone and we haven't even had dinner yet."
Ginny swallowed a mothful of cookie and smiled sheepishly. "I'm sorry I got hungry."
Draco was about to retort when the front door opened and rupert came in. "I'm sorry I'm late everyone. I hope I didn't miss anything.
"No," Blaise said as he led Ginny to the table. "Just my dear sweet wife eating half of the dessert."
Rupert smiled. "Thats okay, as long as I get some of 'Mione's famous Pine-apple upsidede-down cake." He said as he walked over and kissed Hemrione on the head.
"Don't worry." Hermione said. "I put it where Ginny will never find it before its time for dessert."
Ginny stuck her tongue at her. "Come on, lets eat. I'm starvin'!"
Hermione shook her head. "Draco, please go get the kids and I'll get the food."
James was dead. Actually worse than dead because he had been forced to endure the dementor's kiss, and the day that happened, Hermione never had another nightmare about him again.
And so he broght back their toys. He brought back the floof to the who girls and boys. He brought everthing back, all the food for the feast, and he, he himself, the Grinch, carved the roast beast. Welcome Christmas bring your cheer, cheer to all whos far and near. Christmas day is in our grasp as long as we have hands to clasp. Christmas day will always be just as long as we have we. Welcome Christmas while we stand. Heart to heart and hand in hand.
Hang on, this isn't How the Grinch Stole Christmas.
Here, heres the right thing.
Everyone sat down for the dinner they had every week together. The kids, the hapilly-married, he newly-weds, the family members, and the bachelors. Each with their own story. Each with their own past, present, and future. And all together, something, that would never change.
Well, there you have it. I hoped you all liked it. Thank you to Dr. Suess's How the Grinch Stole Christmas for the randomness near the end. Chao.