Epilogue
Bill exited the Burrow's door, holding a lantern, followed by Charlie and George, who carried a table and chairs, then Molly and Ginny with an assortment of plates, glasses and bottles, and Ron who had a basket piled with pumpkins.
Arthur clapped his hands for silence, wincing from his injury. "This," he said, "is an important evening for all of us. The Dark Lord has been defeated by the Lost Princess Ginny."
Everyone clapped.
"I'm not one for long speeches," Ginny blushed.
"No!" Molly snapped at Fred. "Put the pumpkins on the plates."
When everyone had one, Molly raised her hands for silence.
"This is a suit-yourself supper. Each pumpkin is primed to transform into whatever you'd like to eat. Just place your hand on it and decide what you would like."
There was a buzz as everyone decided what they were going to have and transformed their pumpkins.
"And there is one last thing to be said," said Molly.
"Get a move on, Molly!" called Arthur. "My eel pie's getting cold."
Molly gave Arthur a withering look, and pulled out a crown made of seashells. She placed it on Ginny's head and said: "This is for you, from your brothers. For the Lost Princess Ginny!" at which everyone cheered.
The End