Here it is the Epilogue! thankyou to all the readers and those who follow or favourite the story! i hope you enjoyed reading this story.
Weasleys Ranga Wife
Ginny, Harry and Ron apparated into the living room of the Burrow. They had spent a short time at Hogwarts, finishing off a few little things for Professor (well Headmistress) McGonagall.
The whole Weasley family was present, Arthur, Molly, Fleur, Bill, Percy, Even George who stood on the stairs.
"Enough of all this nonsense, the foods getting cold, everyone to the table!" Molly yelled gleefully over the mutter of everyone greeting each other. As they all ushered to the table Ron held back, he smiled as George stepped from the steps, his eyes set on the large roast sitting on the table.
Quickly he grabbed his arm, forcing George to stop, "Wait!" he said, reaching into his pocket, pulling out the tiny black stone. He grabbed Georges hand and placed it in his palm, closing Georges finger over the stone.
"Just don't loose it…." He swerved to walk to the table but quickly turned back and continued "… and don't tell mum!" Ron patted George's shoulder, smiling, "and just promise you'll let us use it when we need to." And with that Ron joined the others in the kitchen, not expecting George to follow.
Instead of joining the family George retreated back to his room.
The Weasley's and Harry sat at the table, laughing together as they once had, as they dug into the feast Mrs Weasley had prepared for their return, their laughter pierced the silence that had sustained itself in the burrow since the Battle of Hogwarts. The silence only returned one last time when they heard a familiar sound from the upstairs bedroom. It was the sound of troublesome twins, giggling as they pulled pranks and made jokes.
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This is Weasleys Ranga Wife... signing off!