Chapter ten: Cycle Ophelia Perdita Reid was born a year after her parents were married on a sunny Sunday afternoon in the backyard of the house they shared with their closest friends. Her brother, Gideon Remus Reid, was adopted two years after; a studious boy in opposition to the trouble-maker Ophelia was known for being. Just over a year after Gideon, the Hufflepuff of the family came.
Ophelia looked much like Hermione, though her hair was more curly than bushy. She had her mother and father's sharp intellect, but would rather be pranking with her Uncle George and cousin Teddy than reading in some library. She had her father wrapped around her finger from the time they found out. At three, everyone knew she crushed hard on her cousin's friend Henry. She replaced her Uncle Draco's shampoo with blue hair-dye at seven, and by five they had known she was not to be entering Hogwarts or any other magical school. Despite the gnawing jealousy she often felt deep in her abdomen, she never failed to be excited for her brother when he received his letter.
Gideon, or as Ophelia called him, Gilly, would spend all day in the library if he could. Or occasionally, outside to document the various birds he could find. He was very close to his younger sister, Ginevra Penelope Reid. He and Eve would go outside together to find birds, look at different plants, and avoid Lia the Prankster at all costs. He hadn't really had any bursts of accidental magic, but none the less he received a Hogwarts letter at eleven and set out to the school his mother and aunts and uncles all attended. He was sorted into Ravenclaw, not a surprise to anyone, though his godfather Severus was still holding out for Slytherin. His best friend, from birth and beyond, Lily Potter was sorted in Gryffindor, and their other friend, Alice Longbottom was sorted to Hufflepuff. Teddy was sure to look out for them, Fred and Xeno Weasley, and Scorpius Malfoy as well, from his place in Slytherin. Severus never let anyone forget that from his first year and often smirked at random over it.
Ginevra Penelope Reid, or Eve, grew to be a sweet girl from the moment she was born and adopted into their family. She was the keeper of the peace in arguments between her siblings, and her Uncle Harry's favorite everyone joked. She loved to paint and help in her godmother's flower shop, always coming home with injured birds and other animals that just followed her.
Hermione and Spencer knew how lucky they were with their family and children, having married five months after she kissed him in the corridor outside of the Charms classroom. The BAU attended, having been taken rather quickly into the family and finding Morgan and Garcia's son, Spencer, to be a Muggleborn wizard in James Sirius Potter's year. They watched their children grow into amazing adults and start families of their own. Henry and Ophelia married first, then Teddy and Alice in spite of the ten year age difference. Then it was Lily and Gideon's turn. And last, Eve and Scorpius.
They watched their children become parents they were proud to have raised, their grandchildren become the next young ones, their family only growing.
A/N: Sorry it's so short. But ta-da! Whew. Love always, Skye