~Harry Potter and the Battle of Heirs~

~Rachie.V.~

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Chapter XV

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Author's Note: This is actually quite a tiny chapter! But please review, as this is the last chapter of the Battle of Heirs. Enjoy! Oh, the poem/lyrics in this chapter is out of the Lord of the Rings movie (I have the soundtrack).

"Welcome, year seven wizards and witches, to your last night at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!" Dumbledore called, standing upon a conjured stage. "I would like to thank all of you for your patience with us old teachers throughout the years, and for being such a magnificent crowd at the Quidditch matches. You have all proved…" Dumbledore continued his speech, and each of the teachers added their own part.

Soon after, names were called out, scrolls were given and Harry was given a nod by Dumbledore, and an extra note about Harry's future, what it may hold, how evil will once again rise, but not by the same name, and that James Potter, Harry's father, received a note almost exactly the same, with warnings about Voldemort.

A few minutes after the scrolls, the music started.

"May I have this dance?" Harry asked Hermione, holding out his arm. Hermione grinned and took it. Ron just glanced at Rachel, who shrugged and pushed him onto the dance floor. They, along with their classmates, began swaying to the music.

When the cold of Winter comes

Starless night will cover day

In the veiling of the sun

We will walk in bitter rain

Harry held Hermione near as they swayed together in a rhythm totally of their own. They were lost in a world that consisted only of one another, and nothing would pass through the gate of their privacy…apart from –

Ron held Rachel closer, but she gave him a warning glance. He pouted, leaned forward and was about to kiss her, but she ducked out from his arms and gladly danced with an allowing Dean.

But in dreams

I can hear your name

And in dreams

We will meet again

Hermione kissed Harry on the lips softly, and he kissed her back. They glided across the dance floor, holding onto one another with a loving grasp.

Ron grabbed Parvati and danced with her clumsily, following Rachel and Dean, and just as Rachel was spinning to a guy from Ravenclaw, he let go of Parvati (who toppled over) and grabbed Rachel. She laughed.

When the seas and mountains fall

And we come to end of days

In the dark I hear a call

Calling me there

I will go there

And back again

Harry breathed in the scent of Hermione's hair, and held her close to his body. She smiled up at him, and as she did so, he realized – he realized that he would never have to search again. He would never have to doubt Hermione's love. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with her.

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Five Years Later

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   "What a day!" Harry groaned, flopping onto the couch. His wife, Hermione Potter, came walking into the room. James Potter, Harry's son, gave a gurgle. Harry laughed, picked up the baby and walked over to his wife. He kissed her in greeting.

"Hard day at practice?" she asked.

"You bet. Being the Quidditch Captain for the country isn't easy, 'Mione."

"I know."

"Quidditch!" James gurgled from his father's arms. Hermione gave a gasp.

"James! You said your first word!"

Harry stared at his son. Hermione gave a squeal and kissed James on the head.

"You know, Hermione, that was my first ever word, too!" he said to his wife.

"Well, my first word was 'book'," Hermione replied. Harry burst out laughing.

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Author's Note: Well, that's it, folks. I know this was tiny, and it took me months to get the last two chapters finished, but it's over. No more waiting. No more begging for me to get it written up. No more HP&BoH. *Sniffles* I'm gonna miss it, but hey, it's not the last HP fic I'm ever gonna do.

Please review for me, and look out for any future HP fanfics! Also keep your eye out for any Lord of the Rings fics, too. ^^

Thanks for being patient, thanks for reviewing!

~~~*~~~ Rachie.V.