Epilogue -
Hermione sits in a large manor, three years later.
She destroyed every horcrux and Voldemort before her first birthday in the past. She then spent her 7th year with the Marauders, even fell in love with one. So a month out of school Lily and Hermione had a double wedding with their husbands James and Sirius, respectively. Over her months of searching for the horcruxes, Voldemort and Harry, she realized she didn't truly love Harry as a girlfriend should. Then after the six months of dating and four months of engagement to Sirius, she realize her true place.
She did finally find Harry, still in his panther form. The scar shape white mark on his forehead her only hint. By then he had mostly lost his mind, he was a panther inside and out. She brought him back to England, to the London Zoo, to keep an eye on him. On his birthday, July 31, 1980 at 07:31am the panther disappeared right as Lily gave birth to her son, Harry James Potter, two miles away.
Looking around the room Hermione spots so many memories in the pictures on the mantel, on the walls and tables. The day she 'found out' Remus was a werewolf, first Christmas with Sirius and the gang, telling them her secret future life, the day Sirius proposed with Hogwarts help(What a day!). Then there was her wedding day and Harry birthday, not to mention...
"Ahhh! No Da No Bahhh!" a raven-haired boy squealed running butt naked down the stairs, followed by his equally naked twin sister.
Not to mention her children births. Hermione smiled to herself as the two mini marauders reached the bottom . Assuming her mom face she turned to face the trouble makers.
"Ronald! Veronica! Quietly march yourselves back up those stairs to your father and take your bath like good children." She fiercely whispered. The two, two year olds quietly retreated back up the stairs to their drenched father.
Hermione had to hold back a giggle. They were so like their father and the Weasley twins. Poor Minerva if those four ever got together, which was likely since they were born only four days after the Weasley twins.
Looking down at the bundle in her arm, she smiled. A small fist appeared from the folds. Only three months old and he had captured her heart... Again.
"Well I did it Harry but I lost you. Even with the consequences, I'm giving you the life you dreamed of and deserve... Oh and when you grow up and meet the real Hermione Granger, remember she's worth the trouble."
She turns slightly hearing Sirius descend the stairs. Jumping over the jump he lands and gently with his head in her lap. His wife scowls at him for a second before turning her attention back to the baby. Smirking the former playboy closes his eyes.
"I think I got them down for the night... Hopefully Ron and Ronnie will stay asleep this time. Want me to take Harry up?"
"No, Lily and James should be here soon. Auror Halloween party's don't last very long."
Opening his eyes and siting himself upright next to Hermione, he said, "You know he won't be the same man you once knew."
"I know and in someways that's a good thing" she smiled. Getting up Sirius walks into the kitchen. Hermione cuddles the babbling infant. Suddenly goo splashes against hermione's green sweater.
"Oh Harry!" She exclaims in disgust, siphoning away the spit. "What did I ever see in you?" Baby Harry just giggled.
He did grow into a different man from the one Hermione once knew but that was okay considering the alternative. And when he stood up and married his Hogwarts sweetheart, his true love, Hermione cried happy tears knowing her job was done. Her battle was won. And the war was truly over.