Here it is! The final chapter! Drum roll please? Anyone play drums? What was that? Get on with it? Oh, sorry!

Just an aside to say thanks to my reviewers - demmons1399, jupitersthunder, SuzieGeorge, Arlath's Daughter, Taeniaea, JEFF HARDY FAN31 - more detailed thanks in my author's notes at the end of the chapter.

Sorry this update took longer than normal, but it was quite difficult to write.

1 Month Later

It was Faith's wedding day. She had thought about delaying it, all things considered, but Luna had insisted it go ahead. With it being her boyfriend and soul mate that had died, Faith decided to respect the blonde girl's wishes.

Yet Luna seemed to be taking it best of all. The others couldn't understand it. When Ginny asked Luna why she wasn't mourning, or at least slightly unhappy, she looked at the redhead like it was Ginny who was acting oddly.

"Well, it's not like I won't see him again. Plus it would be selfish. He's happy, so I should be happy for him."

"How do you know he's happy?"

"He told me, of course."

Ginny looked at her uncertainly, wondering if Neville's death had turned her mind. Turned it further that is.

Laughing her unique laugh, Luna elaborated. "Before he died. Up amongst the clouds? We talked for a while. He knew what was going to happen. Whistler asked him what he would do if any of us were put in danger, and he didn't hesitate. He would have thrown himself in front of that curse for all of us. That's the sort of person he is."

"Was," Ginny corrected automatically, trained to do so from the number of times she had made the slip in her own speech.

"No. Is. Was, is and forever shall be." Luna recited lyrically, evoking memories of when she had recited the Sorting Hat's song. "I know where he is, too. He told me what he had seen, before it all vanished into the clouds. The door to a room, filled with people. He knew they were waiting for him in there. He said he heard my laugh, but older. I expect that means my mother was there. She was a lot like me, you know. His grandfather was in there too. Soon his grandmother will join them."

Neville's parents had already joined him. Healers had discovered them dead on the morning after the Battle at the Ministry. Many held the belief that they had died at the exact same instant as their son. You would have expected Augusta Longbottom to be desolate, but she seemed to be bearing up pretty well. She was as proud of her grandson as she should be, as proud as she had been of her Auror son and his wife.

Neville's funeral had been more of a party, planned to celebrate his life rather than mourn his passing. Those who attended (most of the wizarding population, by the look of it) seemed uncomfortable with the atmosphere, but promptings from Luna, Mrs Longbottom and plenty of Firewhisky and Butterbeer soon got them in the mood.

Luna had been helping everyone to recover, from Harry, consumed with guilt, to Willow, who worried constantly that she should have made Bellatrix's ropes out of something that wouldn't have been cut by the glass. The sudden way he had died had shocked them all. It seemed so pointless at first, so wrong that he would die just as everything was alright again. But the blonde girl made it clear that he wouldn't have seen it that way. He had dived in front of that curse for Harry. He had saved Harry's life. Calling that action pointless was, in her opinion, an insult to him.

But today wasn't a day for such things. It was a day of celebration, a day of laughter, a day of joy – and most importantly, a day of dresses, make-up, hairstyles and drinks. Though calling it a day was misleading. It was in fact half past eleven, with the wedding timed to culminate at exactly midnight. This was out of consideration for the attending undead, plus it allowed it to be even more beautiful.

Hundreds of magical lights were scattered in the air above, illuminating the aisle where Faith would walk and the stage where Robin and the other men waited. Instead of making the scene look eerie, it had the effect of lending a truly magical glow to it all.

For the location, they had chosen the Hogwarts grounds and, after much deliberation, Faith had settled on her wedding dress. To the disappointment of those who had longed to see Faith's head poking out from some overblown meringue-type mountain of skirts and netting, it wasn't quite traditional.

It was white, sure, but there the resemblance almost ended. The bodice could have been typical wedding dress, at a stretch, but hips downwards – not quite. It was as figure-hugging as Faith could find it, accentuating her waist and perfectly toned body. Ending at mid thigh, there was an almost audible sigh of longing from the males in the wedding congregation when she walked down the aisle away from them. And a completely audible thwack when they were hit on the heads with wedding programmes by surrounding women.

To the delight of her bridesmaids and their significant others, she had chosen the same style but a rose red. Dawn, as youngest, had been chosen for the flower girl so she sashayed down the centre aisle, tossing white and red roses, both buds and fully blown, out of a wire basket.

Then walked Willow and Buffy. Both girls looked gorgeous dressed in red, it serving only to accentuate Willow's hair and showing off Buffy's body to be as lean and attractive as Faith's.

Last, but a long way from least, stepped Faith. She was enjoying the effect her presence had on the male population, but still itching with impatience at the slow speed of this procession.

At last she could bear it no longer. Whipping out her wand, she waved it at the organ that played on its own. The wedding march suddenly tripled in speed, and she strode to her future husband's side.

He leaned down to kiss her.

"Not until I say so." Dumbledore remonstrated softly. As a reinstated member of the Wizenmagot, he was fully qualified to officiate at weddings.

Buffy smiled and stood next her own fiancé and the best man. Willow took up a place next to Xander, whilst Dawn had been placed next to someone who had come especially from LA for the wedding – Angel.

"We are gathered here today," Dumbledore began, "To celebrate the union of two very unique people. Faith Lehane and Robin Wood, if you would come here please."

As the ceremony progressed, Angel looked at Faith in pride. She was an entirely different person to the warped teenager he had first met in Sunnydale or the bitter woman who had come to LA, or even the angry one who had helped him last year. The happiness showed in her every movement. It permeated everything she did and said. The sneer was gone from her mouth.

Dumbledore smiled and raised his wand high above the couples' heads. "I now pronounce you husband and wife." Silver stars spiralled down, showering them in sparkling light.

Afterwards, whilst they were all enjoying the snacks and music, Faith stood up. People looked at her in confusion. The best man and groom's speeches had been made long ago, but still everyone fell silent.

"I know it's not traditional," she began, "but since when have I been a girl who follows how things are supposed to be done?" A scattering of laughter.

"I just wanted to make a speech to thank people. This time a few years ago, I could never have imagined where I would be. I was out of control. It took a very special... guy to remind me that it's never too late to atone." She raised her glass to Angel, who nodded in acknowledgement.

"I'm thanking him for getting me back on the straight and narrow. But even after that, a year ago in prison, I didn't think I could ever be this happy. I thought I would be alone, nobody would ever want me. But then Robin came along. He changed me, and convinced me otherwise. And I've never, ever, ever been this happy. I have a husband – I'm never going to get tired of saying that – whom I love, friends I trust – and who I think trust me-"

"As long as you've stayed off the vodka!" Xander called.

"Well I have tonight. Because of my third reason." Her hand went to her stomach. "In 9 months – or perhaps a few less, there'll be a new member of our group."

Applause rang out.

But Faith turned out to be wrong. In 8 months, there wasn't just one new member, but two. Boy twins, just like in the Mirror. Delighted, Fred and George took the pair under their wing, introducing them to the world of pranks that can be played by identical twins.

They were joined two years later by a baby girl. Despite being the only girl, she was never short of playmates – Willow had two girls, Xander and Tonks another.

Robin, Faith and Buffy all joined the Auror department, in the new section for 'The Regulation and Control of Demon and Undead Creatures.' Buffy had two sons, whilst Oliver remained working as Hogwarts' Flying Instructor and occasionally flying for Puddlemere United.

Willow's daughters became pretty familiar with Hogwarts, what with their mother becoming a fully qualified Professor, and joining the school to teach the new subject of 'Wandless and Wiccan Magic.' Snape remained teaching as Potions Instructor for many years, though he threatened to retire the moment that the next generation of Weasleys arrived.

The arrival of the next generation seemed imminent – Ron, with Hermione had both a daughter and a son, whilst Ginny, new Chaser for the Holyhead Harpies and Quidditch correspondent for the Daily Prophet, and Harry, eventual Head of the Auror Department, had two sons and a daughter.

McGonagall and Giles enjoyed retirement together, though with so many honorary grandchildren, life was never quiet.

Dawn started as a liaison between the Ministry and the Council. Draco applied for work as a Healer, but even after qualification became bored with the constant starts of shock and mutters at St Mungo's as the 'Death Eater' arrived to treat them. He eventually transferred to work as an on-call healer for Aurors and Demon Hunters who were hurt in the field. Most of these were far more knowledgeable about the part he had played in the Last War, plus far more in need of a Healer's aid - so less picky over the last name of that Healer, as long as they could wield a wand in the right way.

Life wasn't easy for the two of them though, as neither really wanted to remain in the gloomy and oppressive Malfoy Manor, let alone raise their son there.

But moving was impossible - they found the stares that followed them anywhere else deeply infuriating. Eventually, with Harry, who had the same problem, though for different reasons, they devised a solution.

Xander had founded a Magical Building Company, using a blend of magic and Muggle methods that 'created homes that would outlive Dumbledore.' Dawn and Draco got him to demolish the Manor, whilst getting the money for this by selling off most of the surrounding land from the estate to their friends, who all built houses on the site.

In this way, they created a new settlement for the group of them to live, with a few extra houses just in case. Dawn gave up her job and started a school in the village for the children until they went to Hogwarts. They called the community Neville's Corner.

Luna, after years spent looking for her unusual creatures, married the heir of Newt Scamander and came to live there too, though they chose a house in the woods that suited their eccentric reputation.

All in all, though they hated the saying, they did live pretty much happily ever after. At least they did when their children weren't raising complete and utter hell, as you might imagine from the children of witches, wizards, Slayers and Weasleys all raised together.

This is a final note of thanks. To everyone who has read the story (which must be all of you who are reading this, unless you skipped to the end, in which case, go back to the beginning and read it!), placed it on story alert, placed it in their favourite stories, placed me on Author Alert - I am hugely grateful, and very honoured that you chose to devote your time to reading what I have written.

Especially I would like to thank anyone who has reviewed. It doesn't take much time, but it gives me such a thrill to see the notification that I have a review in my e-mail inbox.

Particular review thanks go to my regular reviewers:

jupitersthunder - you reviewed each chapter as I put it up, no matter how confused you were, or what kind of predicament your cat had found herself in. Thank you so much.

SuzieGeorge - Long, thoughtful reviews. Always a pleasure to receive. I'm glad you enjoyed those cookies! May your path through life be littered with them

Dani (JEFF HARDY FAN31) - Always filled with requests to update soon, you encouraged me to do so. Thanks to you, this story is now complete

Arlath's Daughter - What can I say? Apart from the occasional instruction to revise (which is actually a helpful comment, seeing as how it's what I ought to be doing right now) your reviews were prompt and detailed, even if they were written under threat of murder (and often with threat of murder for me as well)

Taeniaea - I thought you had become bored half-way through! Deeply relieved to discover that you hadn't started to hate the story. Thank you for the reviews - constantly positive, they cheered me up no end

renee2939 - Patient waiting for the next chapter? What a novel idea. Glad you liked it enough to keep waiting, however long my updates took

Lisa(Firewolfe) - Your reviews always believed I would be able to write the next chapter, so as a result I did! Thank you for sticking with me

demmons1399 - A recent addition, yes, but no less valued because of that. One thing - please don't send your trained monkeys after me! Neville's happy! He is! (starts running away)

Sorry to anyone I haven't thanked here, but since this author's notes section is nearing the same length as some of my chapters, I think I better wrap it up.

My sincerest thanks also to my best friend Beth (she knows who she is - at least I hope she does) who endured my bewildering explanation of the Buffyverse, just so that she could read my fanfic. And then acted suitably happy when I updated, read the story promply and gave me long reviews after. Sorry I didn't put in as much of her favourite character as you would have liked - I'm endeavouring to do so in my next story though. Speaking of which..

Just a final note to say that I'll now probably not be writing anything else until June 12th - the date of my last exam. After that, I'll be writing another fanfiction, pure HP this time, about the Malfoys, named "The First-Born Child." I'm sorry to say that if readership isn't high, I may end up posting a chapter here to encourage some of you to read it. Sorry if you recieve an alert in a months time, notifying you that I have resorted to a trick like that.

Thank you again! I hope you've enjoyed reading as much as I have writing.

x Lizzie x