A/N: Hi. I realize that I disappeared for a while. Sorry! Any who, I have decided to wrap this up. So err read on. Oh, and this doesn't follow the second beginning. Sorry! It seems better this way. Oh and if you haven't read the cursed child. My goodness go buy it. I went to a release party with my friend she was Hermione and I was Rose. I've called her mum ever since.

Disclaimer: Which I hate btw. I no own. Deal with it.

Lily Potter Kensington lay on a bed. Her husband, Matt Kensington, standing next to her. It had been years since she was a little girl. Lily had grown. She had gone to Hogwarts. Lily became an adult.

It was at Hogwarts in which Lily had met Matt. They were in the same year. Lily was a Gryffindor and Matt, a Hufflepuff. They got to know each other during a fateful detention. Lily had gotten in trouble for eating in class. (Something her Uncle Ron had been proud of.) Matt had been in trouble for being in a fight.

The two third years had talked and became quick friends. It was during fourth year that they had gotten together. They never once broke up. They were far too perfect for that. Yes, they were Matt and Lily, Lily and Matt. Her relationship with him was something to be jealous of. Many couples have spouts. But, never them. They were destined for each other. Like Harry and Ginny.

Matt had proposed when they both had graduated. It had been on a picnic. It was terribly romantic. Lily had of course said yes. Their wedding was ten months later. They had only been eighteen. They never fought. Well, unless it was about the best restaurant. But, that didn't count.

That was them. They were Matt and Lily. They had everything. A lovely house, food, water, and each other. The only thing they ever wanted was a child. They tried for years.

Then, finally Lily was pregnant. They were so happy. But sadly, Lily had miscarried. Lily was heartbroken. She had only been 23.

But, life went on. Lily got over this bride. She was still sad of course. But, she was alright. Things were back too normal.

Until, months ago. Lily had gotten pregnant again. She never miscarried. Now, they were both 25. They had a child. Lily was happy. She had a baby. She was thrilled. Matt was the same. His voice cut through her thoughts.

"Lils?"

"Yes Matty?"

"What name?"

Lily looked at her baby. There was a thoughtful expression on her face. She had had a name in her head. But, it didn't seem to fit her child. She kissed the silky soft cheek. Then, she looked up again.

"Peyton Sabrina Kensington." Lily said finally.

"Peyton. We finally have our baby. Welcome home sweetheart." Matt agreed.

People came to visit. Ginny and Harry first. Harry cooed over his granddaughter. Ginny scooped her up and planted kisses over Peyton's face. After everyone in the family had met her, the new family went home.

-7 Years Later-

Lily smiled she was extremely happy. She had five gorgeous children. All of them were girls. Lily had teased Matt about girl power for ages.

Peyton Sabrina. Peyton was the oldest, she was seven. She had her father's brown hair and her mother's emerald eyes.

Then, there were the twins. Gemma Ivy and Georgia Jade. They were identical girls with red hair and dad's blue eyes. Gemma and Georgia were five.

Next, there was Pippa Brooke. She was only three years old. Surprisingly, Pippa had blonde hair and deep blue eyes.

Finally, there was Alice Nora. She had brown curls and emerald eyes. Alice was only a baby. A very cute baby.

Yes. Lily was complete.

A/N: Whoo. I finished. Likey? I swore I wouldn't do it but it came out. Well anyway. I think I'm gonna do something with Peyton. Yes?

Stay,

SweetandWritten