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A/N: This will be the last chapter – the epilogue. Thank you for sticking with me and reading this story. I hope you liked it.
That's what happened in chapter 33:
Hermione nodded in agreement. This trip turned out to be disastrous – but very informative.
She knew that Jana was pregnant, but she didn't know if it was a girl or a boy. Okay, so she first had a girl and three years later a boy. AND she had married Tom Riddle then. And obviously the wizarding world seemed alright. She gave a sigh of relief.
They hadn't travelled through time in vain.
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A waiter appeared and Tom took two glasses of champagne. "To my greatest love." Tom said and clinked glasses with Jana who smiled lovingly at her husband Tom.
Yes, they were the happiest couple on earth at that moment.
On with the story:
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When Hermione, Harry and Ron stepped into Dumbledore's brightly lit office, they were exceptionally happy to see him grey-haired and wrinkled. "Which year is it?" Hermione asked frantically, having travelled through time for the second time that day.
Dumbledore smiled. "You are in the correct time – sorry that you had to stop over in the 70s."
Harry smiled too. "You wanted us to stop by, isn't that right?"
Dumbledore bowed his head and his eyes twinkled, but he didn't say anything. To Hermione, though, it was crystal clear that it had certainly been his intention.
Why though, was another question.
"Now." Dumbledore clapped his hands together. "Let me tell you about yourselves first, before you go out there."
Harry and Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, but Ron looked confused. "Aren't we the same ones?"
"Not really." Dumbledore's eyes twinkled. "So let's start with you, Mr. Weasley."
"So you have 5 brothers and one sister." Dumbledore smiled. "And you certainly are the youngest boy. Only Ginny is a year younger than you."
Ron looked utterly satisfied by this piece of information. "Oh, and you are in Gryffindor." Dumbledore waved his wand and Ron's outdated Hufflepuff robes were changed into new Gryffindor robes. Ron smiled.
"So… Harry you are next." Harry looked eagerly at Dumbledore.
"I can finally wear Gryffindor robes again." he said triumphant, but Dumbledore shook his head.
"Let me tell you about your parents first. Lily and James got married and had you, but then James wanted to get divorced because of another woman and Lily found solace in Severus. Later on, Lily and Severus got married and thus your last name is Snape."
Harry groaned. "NO. I can't be a Snape. That's… revolting."
Hermione and Ron shot Harry looks of sympathy, but didn't dare say anything.
"It's disgusting." Harry yelled. "No, professor. I want to be a Potter. No way, I can be a Snape."
"Mr. Snape, you were perfectly ALRIGHT with your mother marrying Snape – you even get along with him quite well." Dumbledore said sure enough Harry saw it coming.
"And I'm in Slytherin, aren't I?" he said, his voice hoarse, disbelief evident on his face.
Dumbledore nodded. "That's where you truly belong. In the other future all of you were sorted into Gryffindor, because you had to get together, to get to know each other and travel back in time together and Gryffindor was the only suitable house for all of you. We couldn't put you into Slytherin because Miss Granger is a Muggleborn and we couldn't put you into Ravenclaw because of Mr. Weasley. That's why you were put there, but Slytherin is your true house. But don't worry – Slytherin isn't as dark anymore as before now that there is no Voldemort."
Harry nodded, a strange kind of resignation on his face.
"Oh and you also have a brother – a half brother. He is two years old." Dumbledore smiled and Harry's face brightened a bit.
"Really? Is Snape the father?"
Dumbledore nodded. "Trust me. Severus is not all that bad."
Ron and Harry exchanged a glance but didn't say anything.
"Now to you Miss Granger." Dumbledore surveyed her. "You were put into Ravenclaw and are head girl." He waved his wand again and her Slytherin robes turned into Ravenclaw ones and a gleaming headgirl badge was shining on her chest.
"Congrats." Ron said amiably.
"Who is headboy?" Harry asked eagerly.
"Thomas." Dumbledore gave a shifty smile. "He is a Slytherin, but Ravenclaws and Slytherins usually get along well. Okay, Password for Gryffindor is: tiger; password for Ravenclaw is: owl; password for Slytherin is: worm."
Ron and Hermione grinned broadly.
"Now, time to get used to the future. Have fun." Dumbledore waved them out of the office and Hermione turned to Harry.
"It's so different, everything, isn't it? It doesn't feel like me anymore."
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50s
"Please look after him." Jana pleaded, tears running down her face. Platform nine and three quarters was packed with students and their parents, saying good-bye, laughing, crying and talking.
"Don't worry, mother." Larissa said softly, hugging her mother good-bye. "He is a first year, not a baby, but sure, I'll watch out for him."
"Thank you." Jana gave her daughter a kiss on the cheek.
"Good-bye, Larissa." Tom Riddle said sternly, hugging his daughter good-bye too. "Take care, study hard, eat enough and don't look at any boys."
Jana and Larissa rolled their eyes simultaneously but grinned.
"Okay, father, I won't look at any males so I will NOT look at Dumbledore when he is teaching." Larissa grinned. "Fine with me."
Tom and Jana grinned, but decided to let it go. "Now darling." Jana bent down to her son. "Please please please be careful. Larissa will look after you, but don't get into any trouble and stay safe."
She gave him a bit wet kiss on his cheek and Marvolo rubbed it away, embarrassed. "Mother." he scolded, but laughed slightly. He was Tom in miniature, handsome, powerful and intelligent, whereas Larissa looked just like her mum, except that her hair was jet black.
Tom ruffled his hair in an affectionate way. "Make your father proud."
"Of course, father." Marvolo said diligently and received another pat on the shoulder.
"You'd better be in Slytherin – just like your sister." Tom warned, but Jana rolled her eyes.
"It doesn't matter, Marvolo, where you are placed as long as you are happy. Just because we were in Slytherin, doesn't mean you have to be too." Jana said softly. "I'll be proud, no matter where you are."
"Thank you mother." Marvolo gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"Let's go, Marvolo." Larissa said impatiently. "The train will be leaving in a minute and surely you don't want to be left behind?"
"No, not really." Marvolo said, his face flushing.
"So come on then." Larissa took his hand and pulled him up. "Bye mother, bye father." The train was starting to move, gathering speed and most of the parents were standing on the platform, waving until the train was out of sight.
"It's so sad, isn't it?" Jana let her tears fall freely now. "I'll miss them so much and the house will be so quiet." She envied Marc – his twins wouldn't attend Hogwarts for two years, but oh well – that was life.
"Sssh." Tom said gently, rubbing her tears away with his thumb. "I actually have a surprise for you." He hugged her tightly and gave her a loving kiss.
Jana looked at him curious now. "Yes?"
"Yes… it will help you recover from the shock that both of our children are at Hogwarts now." Tom said mischievously, a slow Slytherin grin appearing on his face.
"How can anything help me?" Jana asked dejectedly.
"Trust me, I'll show you!" Tom took her hand and they spun on the spot.
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"So what are we going to do now?" Ron asked looking lost.
"I'd suggest we go to our common rooms and meet up later." Hermione said matter of factly.
"Okay, fine." Harry shrugged.
He left the group first to get to the dungeons. How he STILL hated that place. Footsteps yanked him from his thoughts and he struggled to pay attention. A figure appeared, clad in Slytherin robes, with this unmistakable Slytherin haughtiness.
"Hey Harry." the boy called in a surprisingly friendly voice. Harry remembered him from the future – he used to be a quidditch player… his name was… was… oh… Adrian… Adrian Pucey, Yes, that was it. "Ideal quidditch conditions." he added, gesturing to the walls, obviously forgetting that there weren't any windows nearby.
"Yeah." Harry said, having no idea what the weather was really like.
"Quidditch practice at seven." Adrian informed him. "Flint asked me to tell you especially since you were in the hospital wing during our last practice."
'Really?' Harry thought aghast.
"Well… not to worry – Terence covered well for you two." Adrian assured him.
What?
"Uhm… what?" Harry asked completely thrown. Why did they need a substitute for a mere quidditch practice?
"Well – Terence – the other beater. Terence Higgs." Adrian said slowly. "He tried to cover your position as well. Your position as the other beater."
Harry felt faint.
Oh no oh no oh no. This couldn't be. He couldn't be a BEATER. He remembered the first quidditch practice in his life with Oliver Wood. "Hm, you'd make a fair beater, Potter." Oliver had said in wonder.
Ugh. Beater. He wanted to be a seeker again. Why a beater?
At least, he was back on the quidditch team, which was a plus, although it was for the wrong team.
"Yeah I know." Harry said off-handedly. "And the seeker?"
Adrian chuckled.
"Draco had a tantrum again and punched Roger Davies."
Malfoy?
Harry raised his eyebrows. So Malfoy was a seeker. Just bloody brilliant. "What happened then?"
"Detention." Adrian smirked. "But he can play today, so don't worry."
Harry gave him a half smile half smirk as best as he could after this unsettling news and hurried to the Slytherin common room, where he saw Malfoy sitting on a sofa in front of the fireplace. "There you are, Harry." Malfoy said impatiently. "I've been looking for you everywhere; I wanted to show you something."
Hermione slowly walked to the head dorm. Who was this Thomas? Probably a new one from the future – someone who didn't exist in the old one.
"There you are, Hermione." a cheerful voice called suddenly. "Finally."
Hermione wheeled around in shock. Roger Davies, the Ravenclaw quidditch captain, was directly behind her, grinning from ear to ear. "Caught you alone… finally." he breathed and Hermione looked at him in shock.
"What… what do you want?" she asked warily.
"I just want to say hello to my ex girlfriend." Roger smirked.
Hermione looked stricken. Roger was her ex? Oh great. Everything was just getting better and better.
"Uhm… hello."
"ohhhh." Roger laughed evilly. "I mean a proper hello."
What was she supposed to do? Play along with him? Run? Curse him? Melt into his arms? Hermione had absolutely no idea so she just stood there.
"What? No come back? I'll try my luck then." Roger immediately stepped forwards and kissed her forcefully.
How should she react?
"Hey!" an icy voice suddenly interrupted them and Roger gasped. "What do you THINK you are doing, Davies?"
A tall dark haired young man, wearing Slytherin robes walked up to Roger. "Why are you kissing my girlfriend?" he asked venomously.
Roger didn't react; he just looked fearfully at the Slytherin who had drawn his wand.
"Answer me!" the Slytherin pointed his wand at Roger's forehead now.
Hermione looked from one to the other, not really knowing what was going on. So, Roger was her ex. And this good-looking Slytherin was her current boyfriend. Well, not that she minded, but what was going on?
"I've already told you several times to leave Hermione alone. If you don't stop now, I will tell Dumbledore - Is that clear?" the Slytherin asked and Roger nodded mutely, not daring to say anything else. "Now go away – leave us alone."
Roger quickly gathered his bag and departed the scene as soon as he could.
"What an idiot." the Slytherin said and turned to Hermione, his voice softer. "How are you? Did he hurt you?"
Hermione tried to smile. "No, he didn't – he only kissed me."
"Which is bad enough." the Slytherin said. "Want to go to our heads dorm?"
Ah. So this was Thomas then. The other head boy. And obviously her boyfriend.
"Yes, sure, let's go."
Thomas gave her a quick peck on her lips – which she enjoyed immensely and yearned for more – but Thomas hadn't noticed. He took her hand and off they went to the dorm.
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"Oh my god, Tom, I love you so much." Jana said when Tom took her hand and led her to the elegant wizarding spa and wellness hotel.
"It's new and I thought you needed a break." Tom smiled gently.
"Indeed – I did." Jana confirmed, taking in the luxurious surroundings with huge eyes. "That's a wonderful surprise."
She gave Tom a passionate kiss. "You are a wonderful husband. Thank you."
"And you are a wonderful wife." Tom grinned. "But now hurry, I've booked us a massage for 11:30."
"A massage?" Jana's eyes lit up. "Exactly what I need. You are without a doubt the best thing that ever happened to me – you and the kids."
"I think I can say the same about you." Tom laughed. "Now hurry up."
"Yes, sir." Jana grinned mockingly. "And what did you plan for afterwards?"
"Time alone in our hotel room – just the two of us." Tom said seductively. "And I think we'll find things to do."
"Oh yes." Jana smirked. "We will."
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Dinner was a lively affair and Harry was surprised that the Slytherins in the future were much less well-behaved and stiff than the Slytherins from the past. An unpleasant change, however, was that Harry now had Pansy as a permanent shadow with him everywhere he went. Oh yeah, and being best buddies with Draco Malfoy… it made his day.
However, there was also a silver lining. Since Harry was part of the quidditch team (and obviously beaters were very popular), he had quite a fan group made of mostly girls and even a few boys. They usually hung around Harry (plus Pansy) and hung on to every word he said. It didn't really get annoying, Harry had to admit, it only kept him from talking to his friends from the future – Hermione and Ron.
Hermione seemed to have fun, herself. She was sitting at the Ravenclaw table with a handsome young man, who was also wearing Slytherin robes and a headboy badge. That must be Thomas. When dinner was finished and everyone got up, Harry subtly disentangled himself from his fanclub and went over to Hermione and Thomas.
"Hi." Harry said, trying to stay friendly.
"Hi." Thomas answered, instead of Hermione. "You've got quite a fanclub."
"Yes." Harry groaned. "It's getting bigger every day." Hm, he didn't know Thomas and he were on speaking terms.
Hermione laughed. "Our Harry…. always the hero." Only Harry could detect the truthfulness of her words.
"By the way, has Hermione already told you? We are finally together – since yesterday." Thomas said proudly.
"Oh – good." Harry said lamely, keeping his smile fixed on his face.
"Yes, isn't that great?" Hermione said earnestly. "And in three weeks, I'm going to meet his parents and his grandparents. He wants me to meet them."
"Super." Harry said, at a loss.
"You know." Tom turned to Hermione. "The Riddle family is quite a large one."
"The Riddle family?" Hermione asked nonplussed.
"Well yes, MY family." Thomas laughed.
Hermione and Harry exchanged a loaded glance. Riddle? Thomas Riddle? As in Tom Riddle?
"What's the matter, Hermione? Surely, you have already known my last name for several years?" Thomas asked, having noticed her face.
"It's just…" Hermione tried to keep herself together. "What's your grandfather's name?"
"Tom… similar to mine. You can call me Tom for short if you want to." Thomas said off-handedly.
Harry paled and Hermione looked faint. "Ah… and your grandmother?"
"Jana… but why all these questions? You'll meet them soon enough. And why don't you ask me about my parents but about my grandparents?" Thomas wondered.
"Go on… tell me about your parents, then." Hermione urged.
"My mother's name is Sophie and my father's name Marvolo." Thomas said. "Enough with the questioning?"
"Yes." Hermione and Harry were without a doubt completely thrown.
'Oh no oh no oh no… I'm dating the offspring of the Dark Lord.' Hermione thought in disgust. How could she? What would it be like? What would Ron say? What would Thomas's grandparents, namely Tom, say when they recognized her? It was just getting weirder and weirder.
Harry, on the other hand, had seen it coming and he didn't mind at all that Hermione had finally found her match – in looks and especially in intelligence.
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"Thank you for this wonderful day, Tom." Jana said contently, lying in his arms.
"It was a pleasure." Tom said, giving her lips a soft kiss. "I love you."
Jana smiled at him. "And I love you too. Forever."
A/N: So that was it. Hope you liked it… :)