A/N: I am incredibly sorry for waiting nearly three months to update this story again, but I was waiting for the right idea to come, and tonight, I've finally thought of it. I wasn't really expecting the story to end this way, but come to think of it, it's been so long since I've considered the ending, I don't remember what I was thinking.
Chapter 26: Story of My Life
As I re-read my personal journals from my Hogwarts days, it takes me back to a special time when the only thing that mattered was what Harry, Ron, and I were going to score on our exams.
The years progressed and darker themes brought on tears as I thought of how awful it must be to worry so much and to still be so young. I almost forget I've experienced it once before. Reading further, I vowed to never let my daughter bear such issues alone.
Yes, I have a daughter now; her name is Rose Weasley. Yes, you've read it correctly. Her last name is Weasley. So is mine. Of course, you've probably filled in the gaps now, Rosie. Though you're a small child now, you'll be eleven when you read this, and just as bright as ever. Despite Ron saying you're just like me, you've inherited your wit and backbone from your father.
I know you'll be reading this ages hence, on your eleventh birthday, but I want you to have this memoir of mine to keep throughout your years at Hogwarts and share with your children. Remember not to be as cynical as I once was. If you're anything like Ron, I know you'll be easy to anger, but do your best to forgive and forget.
Keep an open mind, but only open your heart to those you trust. What I've come to know in my experience in life is that love doesn't come once in a lifetime; it comes everyday from people you'll never expect.
As you've read through these pages, you'll realize that Ron and I didn't always see eye to eye. I never expected him to become the person he is today, but you never know what the future holds. If there's anything I've taught you from writing these snippets of my life, I want you to understand that you should never give up on true friendship.
I suppose I've told you the story of my life now. Learn from it and don't ignore love when it's staring you straight the face, flaming hair, freckles, and all.
We love you, Rosie,
Hermione
A/N: Was that an unexpected ending?! Let me know in the reviews. :) Even though it was shorter than I intended it to be, I enjoyed writing this last piece because I thought it had a sentimental, Hey Jude feel to it. What did you think?
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