Chapter One: The End….
Hermione Granger – Potter was sitting under the tree of her compound watching a seven year old boy with dark, messy brown hair being taught by a twenty – nine year old man how to ride a broomstick while a red haired, 5 year old child watched with the look of both interest and a bit of fear.
At that moment, the 29-year-old man turned to her and smiled. Hermione found herself looking at the man's warm green eyes: Harry's warm green eyes. Harry Potter: Hermione's husband. Hermione smiled back and waved, the boy turned to her as well, he looked just like his father, only with brown eyes, just like her own. The girl ran up to Hermione and hugged her. A girl with red hair, but the face looked just like her own, except for the green eyes. Hermione smiled, when she gave birth, she was relieved that her child didn't get her unruly hair and instead, inherited her grandmother, Lily's hair.
Their children were named Patrick James and Lilliana Jane Potter.
"Mum, will Aunt Ginny visit today? I want to show her my drawing." Lilliana asked tugging her arm.
Hermione smiled at the child. "I'm not sure sweetie. Why don't you floo her and ask for yourself?"
At that moment, both boys came up to them. "Mum, did you see me? I know how to fly!" Patrick exclaimed excitedly.
Hermione smiled at the boy, "Yes I saw you, that was amazing! " she exclaimed.
She looked up and saw Harry smiling at her, and she smiled back and softly kissed him in the cheek. Harry sat down next to her and placed her arms around her while talking to Lilliana.
Hermione sighed and looked up at the sky. This was her life. No regrets. She was happy and she was at peace. Then a flash of red hair came to mind and made her squeeze her eyes shut.
No regrets she told herself. She was happy. She loved Harry. And looking at him, she knew deep down that it was true.
No regrets.
