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Dimitri...

I've never really believed in destiny or a higher power. I've always theorized that we were the writers of our own destiny. We made things happen.

I was wrong.

For, it was destiny that brought me to Rose. If I hadn't decided to travel by Floo network, I never would have made a mistake and arrived at the Omsa estate instead of Omsk estate.

I would never have found out what Rose was going through.

I'd have lived with my heartbreak, believing that Rose really didn't want me.

I wouldn't have found out about Victor.

Victor.

Rose's lunatic uncle was currently locked up in Askaban. Word was that he was slowly losing his sanity. But he was never sane to begin with.

Eight years of Askaban had finally defeated him.

Eight years.

That's how long it'd been since I arrived at Rose's house.

Eight years since I got her back.

Eight blissful years.

The clear sounds of bells ringing brought me out of my thoughts.

Beautiful, innocent laughter filled with joy followed the sound of bells.

Laughter that seemed to eclipse the darkness of the night.

Smiling, I pushed open the door to my house.

The laughter grew louder.

A mouth-watering smell of baked cookies permeated the air.

As I shrugged off my coat and walked into the hall, I was assaulted...

By two kids.

"You're back!"

"Can we go sleighing?"

"Uncle Dimitri, Myra hit me!"

The last one drew my attention.

"What did you say, Neal?" I asked the four year old, blond haired boy.

He widened his blue eyes. "Yes, uncle Dimitri. She hit me!"

"Did not!" came a loud voice from the top of the staircase.

I looked over at the three year old, brown haired girl who stood with her arms crossed and a scowl on her pretty features.

"Myra..." I started only to be interrupted by my best friend.

"Let it go, Dimka." Ivan said, ruffling his son, Neal's hair. "I'm sure Myra didn't mean to hit Neal."

"I'm not so sure about that," Viktoria, my little sister and Ivan's wife said as she came into the room from the kitchen. "But Neal isn't hurt, are you Neal?"

Neal shook his head, staring sullenly at Myra.

A little smirk crossed her face then which told the truth. "Myra! Apologize to Neal."

I nearly backtracked the next second when the little girl widened her beautiful eyes, looking at me pleadingly.

I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose. "Myra, I'm waiting."

Whatever Myra was about to say was cut off when she was picked up suddenly.

Myra's look of shock faded away into giggles when she was thrown into the air and caught by firm hands.

"Cheeky little devil, aren't you?" Christian Ozera asked my daughter as she laughed in his arms.

In response, Myra turned her head to look at me with a beautiful smile.

Shaking my head, I collapsed on to the couch beside Ivan.

"She's got you wrapped around her little finger, man!" Ivan remarked.

"Believe me, I know." I said, watching Myra run around the room with a black haired little girl who was her best friend.

"I pity you, really." Viktoria said as Christian sat down with us. "Looking at you and Christian, I dread to think of Ivan's condition if our next baby is a girl."

"Thank god Alexa has inherited her mother's calm temperament," Christian said, looking at his daughter who was trying to convince mine to play tea party with her dolls.

"She's a little angel, isn't she?" came a voice from the door leading to the master bedroom.

Lissa smiled as we agreed with her statement. Alexa was indeed a sweet girl who's personality seemed to be exactly like Lissa's.

"Neal is like his mother too," Ivan pointed out. "What's with these kids taking after their mothers?"

"Dimitri must be wishing his daughter took after him," Christian teased.

Before I could reply, another voice cut him off. "She wouldn't be half as awesome as she is if she'd taken after him,"

It was at the exact same moment that my daughter broke the head of one of Alexa's dolls.

"Oops," she said cutely when she noticed us looking at her.

Chuckling, I beckoned her to me. "I agree with Christian on this."

My wife of five years emerged from the doorway leading to the master bedroom where she and Lissa had been holed up. Her face dropped at my words. "Et tu, Dimitri?"

Myra, not understanding that her mother was only joking, ran up to her quickly. "Mommy, don't be sad!"

At her daughter's concern, Rose's lips turned up in a blinding smile. She picked her up and kissed her forehead. "I'm not sad, baby girl. I was just teasing Daddy."

I smiled when Myra looked relieved.

"My niece really is a cutie pie," Viktoria said, smiling as Myra dragged Rose over to me.

"That she is," I said as I put an arm around Rose, holding her and Myra close to me.

The conversation picked up but Rose and Myra remained tucked against me. Breathing in the scent that was purely Rose's, I leaned my head against hers as we watched Myra play with Rose's nazar.

"What are you thinking about?" Rose whispered to me.

"I was just remembering..." I trailed off.

Rose pulled away a little to look at me. "Remembering?"

"Hm.." I tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear. "I was remembering how I ended up in your house instead of Karolina's."

Rose sighed. "If you hadn't come that day, Lissa and I would probably still be under Victor's control."

"You'd have escaped," I told her, knowing that Rose would somehow have found a way to escape Victor.

Rose shrugged slightly. "Who knows? Maybe we'd have escaped, maybe not. But we both might never have patched things up."

I looked away from her. She was right. I might have gone on with life believing that Rose didn't care for me. But what troubled me most was imagining what Rose would have done if I hadn't arrived. She'd have fought against Victor and would have succeeded in at least securing freedom for Lissa. But she wouldn't have spared a thought about her own welfare.

I dread to think of the tortures Victor would've inflicted on Rose...

"You'd probably have married by the time we came face to face," Rose continued. "Then, I'd look at you, all happy with your family and I wouldn't have had the heart to spoil that. Maybe I'd just have walked away and-"

"-that's enough, Rose." I told her firmly. "You have an overactive imagination."

And an exceedingly sharp one. What she'd said wasn't that far off. I don't know if I'd have married someone else but what I did know was that Rose wouldn't have come up to me and confessed her feelings.

"You don't want to think about it, do you?" Rose asked, knowing exactly what I was thinking.

"Of course not," I replied. "I don't want to think about my life without you."

"That's so sweet," she said, laughing softly. "You're adorable, you know that?"

I smirked, ducking down to whisper in her ear. "Are you sure adorable is the word you'd use?"

Rose squirmed in my arms. "I'll tell you later."

Kissing my cheek quickly, she announced, "It's time!"

It indeed was.

Tonight, there was a fireworks show in the neighborhood. We'd invited Lissa, Christian, Ivan and Viktoria to watch them with us.

After dressing up in winter gear, we set out to the nearby stadium with our excited children leading the way.

The walk there was peaceful, full of jokes and recollecting our childhood stories, especially our adventure in Hogwarts.

As we watched fireworks light up the sky, I lifted Myra up in my arms and pulled Rose to my side.

Rose and Myra.

Myra and Rose.

My family.

They were the bright stars in the vast darkness of my life.

They were the fireworks that lit up my life.

They made my life worth living.

"I love you, Roza," I told my beautiful wife.

Smiling, she turned her head to look at me.

The fireworks in the sky illuminated her face and accentuated the happy sparkle in her eyes.

"I love you too, Dimitri." She whispered, pulling me down to a kiss filled with happiness, light and...love.

AN: So, how was it? Personally, I think it was okay but could've been better. I'll try to re-write it when I have time.

Thank you all for reading this story! I truly enjoyed writing a crossover between my favorite series: Harry Potter and my favorite couple: Rose and Dimitri! Hope you enjoyed reading it as well :)

I'm working on the outtakes of this story. When they're ready, I'll put up a note here to alert you all :D

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