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Twenty-one Years later

"Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday dear Grandmum! Happy Birthday to you!"

I smiled as I leaned forward, blowing out the candles in front of me. My family around me cheered, laughing and giggling. Little Hugo Weasley threw his arms around my neck in a hug.

So, my Sixtieth birthday.

There were many days when I thought I wouldn't make it.

The day Sirius died was a big one. I had held Eden in my arms one day and Harry the next, letting them both cry it out while I tried to remain strong for them. In the end, it was Remus who held me as I cried for the first time in ages.

And then I lost him too.

The war was torture.

But there were some bright sides, I suppose.

I had been so intent on not changing the future, watching what I said, what I did, I didn't realize I had already changed it so much. This is how I ended up watching Arthur Weasley walk Eden down the aisle to marry Ron.

How on earth was I supposed to see that coming?

I hadn't even known they had been romantically involved!

But I had been happy either way and surprised when Ginny married Harry. Hermione, however, went on to marry Seamus Finnigan.

Though I never would have seen that coming either.

And so now, the Potter-Weasley-Malfoy-Longbottom Connection would be officially changed to the Potter-Weasley-Malfoy-Longbottom-Finnigan connection. Talk about a mouthful.

And I was still able to meet my 'dad', and I got to see Lily and James Sirius more often too.

Hugo Weasley was my favorite though I would never admit it because I loved all my children equally.

As my family laughed and talked around me, I looked up to the sky. I wondered often if Sirius watched over us, if he saw this beautiful picture that we helped create.

Merlin I missed him.

There wasn't a moment when I didn't find myself wishing that I had forced Sirius to stay home that Halloween night. If I had, he might have found himself in that situation in the Department of Mysteries.

But I knew he wouldn't have let me change it, even if he had known what was going to happen.

There were times when I wondered what else would change with me being here. Would 'I' still be born to Albus and Marilyn Potter? Or would it be some other little green-eyed, black haired baby for Harry to adore? Would Albus even be marrying Marilyn?

What would happen?

I looked to Eden and Harry, the two thirty-six-year olds giggling as if they were still teenagers, still the best of friends as their fathers had been before them. Lily ran over to them and Harry lifted the little girl in her arms, spinning her around. And I found that I was happy with the way things turned out. Of course, I would always miss Sirius but I would also cherish the moments we had together, those years after school and when Eden was first born. Those stolen five minutes in a broom closet during seventh year.

Sirius had helped me find myself, helped me find what I was destined for. He helped me love myself and, in response, I was able to love him.

I, for the first time, loved my life.

"Grandmum?" I looked to Hugo who was watching me concerned, his eyes bright green . . . just like mine. "Is everything okay?"

I realized that a tear had slipped down my face. I wiped it away quickly, smiling and tapping the tip of his nose. "I'm just happy, love. Oh so very happy."

A/N: So I figured out why this story was bothering me. Though it would have been cute for Eden and Harry to be together, people reminded me of one simple fact: Eden is technically Harry's great great granddaughter. So I still managed to make the end slightly AU, slightly off but I hope you like it still. Thanks for everything.