OMG we're here. It's the end. The Official end.

I've written this when I was first year High School and finished itin Second Year. I began encoding it last year and now...It's over :(

Thanks to everyone who made through reading this even though there were tons of delays. Thanks to Evilman1983 who hoped that there was more to the story, but unfortunately, there isn't anymore. This fic was my first ever work, and I am so sad that it's over :(

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10. First of September

"Harry James Potter!" Hermione shouted up the stairs. "Would you please hurry up?"

"Which one?" Two voices answered. One a deep male's, and the other a young child's.

"Both of you!"

It's been twenty years since they created the Pact and now, their friendship was stronger than ever.

Exactly one year after they made a contract on their friendship, Harry, along with Hermione, Ron and the rest of Hogwarts, banished the Dark Lord forevermore. Every single one of the Death Eaters were thrown into Azkaban, now guarded not only with Dementors, but specially trained Aurors.

Thundering footsteps came from the stairs.

"Harry Potter dodges another Bludger from the Slytherin team. He's seen the Snitch! He zooms to grab it and—YES! Harry Potter secures one-hundred and fifty points! Gryffindor wins!" Harry James Potter Jr. began making noises that sounded like a crowd was cheering him on.

"Come on, James," Harry greeted his son, grabbing him by the neck and ruffling his already-disheveled hair. He met his mother outside of their house.

Harry sneaked a look in the kitchen. Little Lily Jean was still there, her head resting on her hand while her curly brown hair cascaded down her shoulders.

"Hey," he said, slightly patting her daughter's shoulder "Time to go. It's you first year. I thought you were excited?"

"I was," she replied. "But I woke up today and suddenly I'm all nervous."

"Why?"

"I was thinking . . . what if I'm not in Gryffindor?"

"Oh, come on, sweetie, what makes you think that?"

"I . . . I think I'm not brave enough . . . I'm eleven already and I'm still scared of the dark.

Harry smiled at his daughter understandingly.

"Look at me," he said. Lily stared into her father's eyes, a perfect mirror image of her own. "The Sorting Hat listens. If you want to be in Gryffindor, it'll put you in Gryffindor. Now I want to see you smile, okay?"

Lily put on a sheepish grin.

"That's my princess."

Together, they made it outside and the family drove to King's Cross.

"Luna! Ginny! Over here!" Hermione shouted over the din as soon as she saw them. They exchanged a few hugs.

"Lily!" Adhara Weasley screeched excitedly as she saw her best friend. "I can't believe we're starting Hogwarts!"

"Me too!"

The children went into their proper cliques while the adults exchanged stories. Once again, the new Hogwarts Trio was huddled.

"Look what I got from Dad!" James said to Hayley Weasley and Jeanette Longbottom. "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good." The map began unraveling itself.

"Ohoho, good call, Harry," Hayley agreed menacingly. Only she knew that James liked to use his father's name. He allowed himself to be called James at home so they could avoid confusion.

"Huh?" Jeanette asked.

"No more waiting for Hogsmeade weekends! Think about it! Sugar Quills whenever I want them!"

"I love my Grandad so much," James laughed and shook his head. He looked up at the sky. "Thank you Grandad! And Marauders!"

"And Uncle Fred!" added Hayley, looking up as well.

"You two are worse than Uncle Fred and Uncle George," Jeanette said. Apparently only Hayley had inherited the Weasley Twin gene.

"What can I say, Gin," James said, proudly ruffling his shirt. "This one's got Marauder blood. I'm surprised you even got along with the two of us."

"Wish we'd known Uncle Fred," Hayley said longingly. Fred had been lost in the Battle of Hogwarts.

"J, is Lily starting today?" Jeanette asked.

"Yep," James replied. "I think Adee is, too. Right, Hay?"

"Uh-huh."

The three of them had been together ever since they were born. Like their parents, they were best friends in the midst of their differences. James and Jeanette are both in the Gryffindor Quidditch Team, although Hayley can't play at all. James and Hayley like to break the rules every once in a while, but Jeanette grew up knowing that her dad could always be just around the corner. Hayley and Jeanette were cousins, so they were bonded in a way that James couldn't understand.

The train whistled. Time to go.

"Bye Mum," James said, hugging his mother tightly.

"See you at Christmas," Harry told his son, doing their special handshake.

James boarded the train with Hayley and Jeanette.

"Dad-dee!" Lily cried, hugging her father so tight that it looked as if she would never let go.

"You'll be fine, Lil," harry replied, kneeling in front of his daughter and kissing her forehead. "Now, remember everything I taught you this summer and you'll be in the Quidditch team, okay?

"Yup," Lily replied, hugging her dad once again. Then she turned to her mother.

"Don't forget to write," Hermione said, kissing her daughter on the cheek. She looked exactly like her, except for the eyes, which were Harry's. "Be good."

Lily nodded and boarded the train with Adhara. The train started moving. The five of them waved goodbye to their parents.

"See you later, Dad!" Jeanette shouted.

All of them kept waving until the train was completely out of sight.

The six adults Apparated to Godric's Hollow, in front of the Granger-Potter residence, as usual.

"I sort of miss school," Ron said longingly.

"It won't be exciting anymore now that Voldemort's gone," Ginny said. The others murmured in agreement.

"I sort of miss the Thestrals, you know," Hermione said.

"And the Room of requirement," Luna added.]

"And the Quidditch Pitch," Ron, Harry and Ginny said in perfect unison. They looked at Neville, who didn't say anything.

"What?" he said innocently. "Don't expect me to miss anything. Honestly, I'm sick of the greenhouses."

All of them laughed heartily.

"Do you guys remember Norbert?" Harry asked suddenly, Luna and Ginny shook their heads.

"'Course you won't remember him," Ron said. "You weren't at Hogwarts yet."

"Correction, Ron, Norbert's a girl," Hermione said.

"How about those Mandrakes?" Neville said. The others groaned.

"You fainted that time," Hermione said. They laughed again.

"Yes, but then you were petrified," Harry added. "Didn't know what to do then."

"We almost lost Ginny," Ron remembered. "If not for that paper in your hand."

"Yes, once again, someone was saved because of Hermione's I'm-going-to-the-library-but-not-telling-you-because-I-don't-want-to impulse."

"Fourth year, Barty Crouch Jr. confounded the Goblet of Fire to get Harry in," Ron said.

"And boy, did you have a fit or what," Hermione said. "You didn't talk to Harry for ages."

"Yeah, like I talked to you after Crookshanks almost killed Scabbers."

"Scabbers was Wormtail remember?" Hermione said in an exasperated voice.

"And fifth year, Umbridge barged in Hogwarts with all of her 'Ministry-approved rules,'" Luna added.

"I sort of hated that year," Hermione muttered.

"Why, because of Cho?" Ginny teased. Hermione turned red.

"Well, in a way it was good," Neville amended. "If not for Umbridge, there wouldn't be a Dumbledore's Army."

"True," Harry agreed.

"Ah, and then came sixth year," Ron said. All of them were silent. A lot had happened that year.

"Hogwarts Trio almost broke apart," Harry said.

"Hormones got in the way of everything," Ron added.

All of them were silent.

"Well, best be off," Neville suddenly said. "Minerva will be waiting for me."

Suddenly, the rest of them stood up and began leaving.

When Ginny finally walked out, Hermione closed the door and faced Harry seriously.

"Harry, we have o talk," Hermione said in a way that almost made Harry's knees buckle.

"What about?"

Silence ensued for a while.

"I can't believe you!" Hermione burst suddenly, "I can't believe you told our daughter—our only daughter—to try out for Quidditch!"

Harry just laughed.

"Of all things we had to go through when we were in school, you choose to worry about Quidditch now that our children are there?"

And he kissed Hermione with such passion as she carried her up to their room.

I think Lily will be wanting a little brother, he thought.

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