Otakuprincess- I am so glad that you liked this. It means a lot. Oh and thanks for the idea for a sequel, I will do that and you will get all the props for thinking up the plot line.

Claire-125- Believe me I don't want it to be over either. I am so sad.

EyEluvBOB-XX- I wish there was more too. I love this story as much as you guys do. This is the only one of my stories that I am motivated to work on. I just love the story line so much, I am sad to see I go.

Ibas Liav- Thank you, thank you.

Dracosgirl4evernalways- I e-mailed you. I really want to hear your idea.

Hermione Granger10- I am planning on a sequel and I have tons of great ideas coming in.

WhatDoICareI'mJustAHelicopter- I hate when they do too. But it's the best place to end it.

MidnightPrincess- I gotta keep you happy ( hehe. I hope you like this. I am still considering a sequel because I have people telling me like best ideas, which I will probably use.

Someonelse- I like starting dark and then ending happy. Thanks.

RonFan- Hey Ali!! Congrats on being a cool 8th grader! Woot Woot!! I like to read my own stories, except I am WICKED nit picky about my writing. I always get angry at myself for misspelling things. It's my OCD, that I hate muchly. It gets really annoying. I will read your story. I am sooo sorry that I haven't. I am such a bad writer friend. After Sunday I will have too much time to write. Here is the final chapter/ epilogue to Accepting Reality. I am sad (

average jane- Thank you for being an awesome reviewer. I have in my possession three or four good ideas for a sequel and I have someone that offered to be a co-writer so I have to talk to her and see what's up.

Easilyamused- I think that you might be happy with the epilogue.

"Deena! Come one, we need to get going. We have reservations in 20 minutes." Yelled a 23-year-old Hermione to her now 6-year-old daughter. Hermione was still the short girl she was back in Hogwarts, though her chestnut brown hair had grown to the middle of her back and fell down in soft curls.

Hermione had also been married for three years now. She was happily married to Draco Lucius Malfoy.

"Mom. Do I have to come?" Deena whined walking down to stairs to meet her mom in the foyer. Deena looked like a miniature Hermione, except for the eyes. Deena's eyes haunt still Hermione every time she looks into them. After all of these years, Deena's eyes are still a reminder of that day.

Hermione sighed, "Yes you do. Daddy has gotten a big promotion at work and you need to be there to congratulate him." Little did Deena know but she was about to get the biggest surprise of her young life.

"But Mum.." Deena started.

"Not going to happen. Now put on you jacket, its cold out." Hermione said in a firm voice.

Deena huffed, but put on her dress jacket over her pink and white dress.

Hermione shook her head. Deena acted more and more like Draco everyday. "Come on baby, let's go." Deena stomped her way out of the door. "Oh stop it."

The car ride to the restaurant was incredibly quiet and boring. Hermione could hear Deena in the back passenger side, kicking the seat in front of her.

"Deena stop" Hermione said in a firm voice.

Deena crossed her arms and huffed. Boy was she stubborn.

Hermione pulled to the front of the restaurant, got out and handed her keys to the valet. She went to the side and unbuckled Deena. Deena jumped out of the car, and looked around. She was easily the youngest person within a 100- mile radius. Ok so maybe that was a little exaggerated, but definitely 100 yards.

"Come on." Hermione held her hand out for her daughter to take it.

Deena took her mum's hand and allowed herself to be dragged into the fancy building.

When they got in Hermione gave her name to the matre d', whom told her to go to a VIP room. The two entered a dimly light room. There were three tables, all white with deep crimson chairs.

And there sitting at the table closest to the far wall, gray eyes gleaming bright was Draco. He smiled when his eyes laid on his wife and daughter.

He stood and walked over to pull a chair out for Hermione.

"Hey." Hermione walked up and kissed Draco on the lips.

"Glad you could make it." He smiled.

"Of course." She sat in the offered chair.

"Hey, Shorty." Draco smiled.

"Daddy, don't call me that." Deena pouted.

He held his hands up in defeat. "Sorry, princess."

Deena beamed. She let her dad take off her jacket, and then she jumped into the chair that Draco had pulled out for her.

Draco then sat back down. "Should we wait to tell her? Or should we tell her now?" Draco asked, turning to Hermione.

Hermione sat and mock pondered. She could already tell that Deena wanted to know what they were talking about. "I think we should wait."

"NO!" Deena shouted only to get scolded for not using her 'indoor voice'. "Sorry" she whispered.

"Fine." Draco sighed. "I think we should tell her."

Hermione shook her head. "No, we should wait until after we eat."

"Mum..." Deena pleaded.

Hermione smiled. "Fine. Deena, what's the one thing that you have always wanted?"

Deena thought for a moment. "A pony?"

Draco shook his head. "The other thing."

"A big bar of chocolate?"

Hermione shook her head. "What is the one thing that you have asked us for your birthday AND Christmas?"

"A brother or sister?" Deena's face was hopeful. She looked at her parent's faces and began to bounce in her seat. "I am gonna be a big sister?" Hermione and Draco nodded. Deena could hardly contain her excitement. Though, somehow, she waited until she got outside to jump up and down yelling "I AM GONNA BE A SISTER!!"

Hermione and Draco laughed at their daughter's antics, through they too, inside, we acting the same way.

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Alright, I hope you liked the epilogue to Accepting Reality. I have found a co-writer for a sequel. You guys have awesome ideas too. Thank you Thank you. I will be back soon with the first chapter of the sequel. Talk to you all soon.

Luv ya all, Kristen.