Disclaimer: It all belongs to J.K Rowling.
Harry Potter walked up the winding path that led to the large manor. He had finally found his ex-best friend after abandoning her in Malfoy Manor, 6 years prior. He could see a golden retriever playing in the backyard with a grumpy Crookshanks. 'Some things never change' he thought to himself, whistling as he walked. He eventually made it to the door and knocked on it.
The door was opened by a young boy who couldn't be over four years old. He had sandy blonde curls and warm brown eyes. "Who are you?" he asked, hands on hips.
"I'm Harry Potter." he said, "Who are you, little buddy?"
"I'm Connor, and don't call me little buddy." said the boy.
"Alright then." Harry said uncertainly.
Just then a loud, familiar voice with an Irish lilt to it yelled out, "Connor, who's at the door?" before walking up to it.
Harry was surprised to see Seamus Finnigan standing there with an angry expression on his face. "Seamus, what are you doing here? I thought this was Hermione's place?" asked a confused Harry.
"What am I doing here, Potter?" said a furious Seamus, "this is my house, where I live with my wife and son." "Wife?" Harry asked surprised, "I didn't realise you had a wife, who is she?"
"I'm going to get mum!" said amused Connor.
Moments later Connor returned with none other than a heavily pregnant Hermione Granger. "Hermione?" Harry asked, "Hermione Granger? Is that really you?"
"Yes it's me Harry." Hermione replied in a stiff voice, "but I'm Hermione Finnigan now."
"What?" said a gaping Harry, "your married to Seamus now? But I have been looking for you for years, after, after the incident. I thought we could get back together."
The incident Harry was referring to was the kidnapping of Harry and Hermione. Weeks after the final battle occurred and Harry killed Voldemort, Hermione and Harry had been kidnapped by Death Eaters who wanted revenge and held hostage in Malfoy Manor.
In order for himself to escape Harry left a damaged Hermione behind and heard nothing from her after that.
Originally she was thought to be dead, but Kingsley had confirmed that with the help of Draco Malfoy, Hermione had escaped and fled the country.
Harry had felt guilty for many years and looked for her in an attempt to rekindle there relationship that had started during the battle.
Now here she was standing in front of him married, with one child and another on the way.
Harry looked up to see Connor and Seamus with there hands on her stomach laughing.
"Erin sure kicks a lot," Seamus said. "Maybe she'll play football, that'll make grandpa and Uncle Dean happy." said Connor with a big smile on his face.
"Of course you two are happy, she's not kicking you!" Hermione said, huffing.
Harry felt awkward intruding on this family moment, but then Hermione noticed him again.
"Look Harry," she said, "I'm married and I'm happy and I've finally left all of that behind me. I'm not sure if I can forgive you but I do hope you can move forward with your life."
"I, I understand Hermione and I respect your decision" Harry said turning away, and walking out the gate with one last look at Hermione's new, perfect family.
"Goodbye Hermione," he whispered, "I love you."
