A/n: This is the last chapter, I hope you have enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Will I write another, I'm not for definite, I have been thinking about writing a prequel for this story. Not for you the reader, but for my own satification. But then again, I'm not sure if I can write an unbiased Harry/Ginny and Ron/Hermione story. If I do decide to write it, it will probably be from the beginning of the 6th year and run until the time that Harry and Hermione get together. Also, please remember on April 4, 2005 The Devils Little Girl my very first novel will be available to the public. I don't think very highly of the first half of this chapter, I think it's a bit corny, however to each his own.
After the fall of the Dark Lords Army, there was a great celebration worldwide. Only moments after the fall of Voldemort, and the unexplained disappearance of the Death Eaters. London, a city, which was almost left in ruins shot off a spectacular barge of fireworks into the sky.
In Paris France, people celebrated as a large quantity of fireworks shot off into the air. They were overjoyed at their new freedom and the restoration of their government. Both Muggle and Wizard celebrated this joyous occasion, they chanted, "Merci Dieu nous sommes finalement libres! Dieu Bénit Liberté!"(1)
The Armies outside of Qandahar were enjoying the most unusual display of fireworks. The 5th Artillery Division, and a squadron of twenty F-15's flew over head and launched a spectacular showing of flares into the air, which completely illuminated the sky with large glowing globes of red light.It was just the knowledge that very few people ever saw a fireworks display like these, which made it even more special for those who survived to see it, and a great feast was provided for all who wished to eat.
Darryl and Ernie were walking around patting their fellow soldiers on the back for their job well done. They were the only people with the exception of the Weasley twins who had realized that Harry was missing. Nobody had seen him since he disapparated. Just when they began to fear the worse, they heard someone shout from over the hill.
"Oy' you lot!" Harry shouted, he ran toward Fred, George, Ernie and Darryl, and with regards to rank completely forgotten, he hugged all of them, tightly like brothers.
"You, crazy sum of a buck!" Exclaimed Ernie, through a thick amount of tears, and he hugged Harry tightly. "I can't believe it! We did itno wait, you did it!"
Harry simply smiled, "I guess this means, we will all be going home soon. Merlins Beard, I can't wait! From the sounds of Hermione's letter, she could pop day now."
Ernie thinking about his ex-wife said, "I'll tell you, the first thing I'm going to do is find Dawn and see if we can't work out our differences. This world needs more love, and no more hatred."
Darryl, looked towards his brother. He smiled rather fervently. He patted Harry, on the shoulder and said, "I am so relieved to see you alive and well bud– I was a bit worried when I saw that explosion."
"I don't mean to interrupt the tearful reunion, but the general wants to see you,"said Fred.
George who had been staring at Harry like he had never seen him before said, "Yeah he wants to know what happened," he stared at Harry's forehead, he couldn't quite place what was so peculiar. Suddenly it became clear, "wait a minute, what happened to your scar? It's not there anymore," suddenly, the other three looked at where Harry's scar would have been, and sure enough, they noticed it too, it no longer was in existence.
Confused Harry asked, "What do you mean my scar is not there anymore?"
"Look for your self," Darryl answered, handing Harry a mirror. He looked into the mirror at his reflection, and noticed that his scar had indeed disappeared. "I better go see the General. I'll see you guys later then. Cheer!" He walked away from his friends, to the Generals Tent.
He knocked on the front door, and heard, the kind voice of Dumbledore say, "enter."
He walked in the tent, and saw Dumbledore sitting behind his desk. Harry walked towards the desk, stopped two steps away, saluted and said, "Sir, Captain Potter reports as ordered."
"Sit, Captain" said Dumbledore, in a kind voice. He pulled his wand out, and drew a chair out of thin air. Harry sat, and looked uncertainly into the kind eyes of the General.
"Harry, what you did was a courageous thing and I'm proud of you."
"General, can I ask you a honest question?" asked Harry
"Certainly Harry. " Replied Dumbledore.
"What happened to my scar? After I killed Voldemort, it hurt like mad, then the pain was gone," Harry said, bewildered. "Then after I got back to the camp, I was told it was not there anymoreWhy?"
"When you killed Voldemort," said Dumbledore, who looked like he was choosing his words very carefully, "The connection that had bonded both of you together, was broken, and your scar dissolved with his death, as did his army."
"General, there something else that's been bothering me. It what Voldemort told me, that he had planned on Hermione and I getting married, and that he ordered the killing of Ron and Ginny in our place. Why?"
"Something's, Harry we are better off not knowing the answer too..."
"But what if Hermione and I were meant to be with someone else? I've away wondered if that was the case." Harry thought out loud.
"Harry, you and Hermione got together in the first place because you two share a very special bond. That bond Harryis Love. You two were meant to be together. I'm sure nobody has ever told you this, but when you two first started going to Hogwarts; the teacher actually started a poll betting on the day you two would get togetherI daresay that the winner was Professor Trelawney."
Harry smiled, "When can I go home General?" Harry asked. "I need to get back to Hermione. She due any day now. We already missed our one-year anniversary. I don't want to miss the birth of our children."
Dumbledore looked Harry deep in the eyes and kindly said, "The wizard's Army is leaving tomorrow. You should be back with your wife in about a week. Just be warned Harry, when you get back to life as you knew it, it's going to take quite a while for you to re-adjust. I'll also need for to sign this..." Dumblore handed Harry a long piece of parchment.
"What's this?" Harry asked.
"It's your discharge paper's, your service is up." Dumbledore then handed Harry a heavy sack.
Harry looked inside it and noticed it was full of a Gold Gallons. "What's this for?" Harry asked.
"It's your reward from the Wizarding Community." Dumbledore answered, "use it well."
Harry signed the document, that Dumbledore placed in front of him. "You're dismissed Harry," said the General.
Harry shook his hand, and started for the door, but had a sudden desire, he quickly turned around and hugged his former General and Headmaster, and but regardless, his best-friend. "Thank you General, you're truly a great man." With a very formal and strong salute, Harry walked out of the tent, and back towards Ernie, Darryl, Fred, and George. Deep inside, he knew exactly what he was going to purchase with this money.
He finally made it back to his friends, who took him towards the feast. They wanted to hear the first hand account of how he had defeated Voldemort, and to eat the delicious food.
Ernie and Darryl then did something Harry had never seen them do before, they drew out their wands and conjured up two Banjo's and started playing. Another man, (a private from another company) found a harmonica and filled the air with the healing sound of music.
The celebration continued on well into the night, and it was one that Harry would never forget.
The next couple days for Harry were spent in complete discomfort, aboard the USS Mississippi. The ship set sail for the East Coast which finally porting at Norfolk Virginia. As the ship took port, a song blared loudly over the PA system.
"Far, we've been traveling far, without a home. But not without a star. Free, only want to be free We huddle close. Hang onto that dream. On the boats and on the planes. They're coming to America. Never looking back again. They're coming to America..." 2
As the ship took port, in Norfolk VA, the Soldiers and Sailors were given a Hero's welcome. Harry departed the ship, he was certain that this would be it, that he and Hermione would finally be reunited, and they would finally get to hold each other for the first time in an age. He looked around at all the sailors and soldiers who were finally reunited with their family's, and his heart started to sink.
He watched enviously as an unknown sailor kiss his wife and hugged his little daughter tightly.
Darryl, Ernie and Harry, stayed the night at the Naval Station Norfolk, aboard the USS Mississippi.
The next morning, after a night where sleep was impossible, they boarded a C-130 and took off for Cheyenne, Wyoming.
A few hours later on October 14, they landed at the Wyoming Air National Guard. There was a small welcoming committee waiting. It was nothing like the welcome they had in Virginia, it was rather quite and peaceful.
Harry looked around for Hermione. He couldn't see her anywhere. I hope she's not in labor. He thought coming close to panic, because this is so much unlike her to not be here. Suddenly, a loud, familiar voice shattered the silence.
"HARRY!"
He, Harry knew that voice all to well, it belonged to the person whom he missed the most. It belonged to the person who filled his heart with so much love, but tore his heart in half when they had been forced to separate. It was the voice of a person who weakened his knees, with a simple touch, but with a simple kiss, could transform his knees into water.
The voice belonged to the very person who kept him marching on when he felt so weak, and insecure. She was the only person whom he would fight to the death for, and he would do it a thousand times over. It was the voice of Hermione.
"HARRY!" She shouted again.
Harry looked around for herhe needed to see her. He wanted to make sure this wasn't just a silly dream. For so long he wanted to hold her tightly, and feel her back in his arms again. Just holding her again alone would finally make him complete, and until he could actually hold her, he refused to believe it was real
"Harry! I'm over here!" Screamed Hermione, loudly. She was frantically flailing her arms in the air.
Harry still couldn't see her through the thick crowd of faceless people. He began to feel angry at the crowd who had gathered around to greet their loved ones. Don't these people understand, I need to see her. He thought angrily. He began to feel frantic, that he was in nothing but a dream.
Suddenly, Ernie who was standing next to him pointed a stiff finger to his left, and said, "She's over their bud, go get her." Harry then looked to his left and scanned the crowd of numerous people.
After a few minutes of searching through the crowd he finally spotted the woman with curly brown hair. Without thinking, he dropped everything he was carrying, and started at a run towards Hermione. She started waddling her way to him. Her belly looked like she was carrying an oversized watermelon, underneath her clothing.
Finally, they met at the halfway point. They flung their arms around each other so tightly that they almost fell to the ground, with a crash. Harry's smile widened, as he realized that this was actually happening, and that finally for the first time in ages, they had been reunited.
They stared fixedly into each other's eyes. The entire world around them had completely dissolved into a complete and utter silence, and it disappeared around them completely. Nothing around them mattered at all. Just holding each other was enough to reduce both into a shower of tears. Hermione, smiled brightly. Harry's green eyes, became completely transfixed, and lost in her deep brown eyes.
He, Harry leaned forward. Hermione smiled. Finally, after almost nine long months of being apart, their lips connected once again. The kiss seemed to last for an age. It was a kiss that was genuinely pure, and full of love.
Afterwards Hermione eyes swam full with tears as she whispered into his ear, "Welcome home honey. I love youlet's go home."
Harry remained quiet, but he nodded his agreement.
Hermione, softly closed her eyes and said sweetly, "we have a lot to catch up on," and together, they gathered Harry's bags and put them in the trunk of the car, and start the short journey home, the one place where Harry had dreamed of being at for ages. It was a strange, yet oddly wonderful feeling finally being back where he belonged, and he knew deep inside, that he was back where he belonged.
Harry pulled the car into the driveway at their trailer. They walked up the steps, holding hands, and into the house together. Harry looked around at his house. He felt so strange finally being back here again.
"Where's Mrs. Weasley?" Harry asked, looking around the house. Yet in some way satisfied that she wasn't there, he wanted to spend some time along with Hermione.
"Oh She disapparated and went back home this morning. She wanted to be home when the twins and Arthur return. " Hermione replied. "So now that your home, is there anything you like to do." Hermione added as an after thought.
"I'm extremely tired Hermione, can't we just go to bed and hold each other for the rest of time?" Harry added sweetly.
Hermione smiled and reached out her hand and lead him to the bed room. She could tell that he was extremely tired, and wanted to sleep.
They lay down next to one another, and Harry wrapped his arms around Hermione, and placed his hand on her stomach, with the hopes of feeling the kicks of his unborn children. He started to fade off to sleep, when it happened. He felt the unmistakable thump arise from Hermione's stomach.
Harry laughed and said, "one of them is sure kicking up a storm."
"The doctor says, 'they could arrive any day now,'" replied Hermione, soothingly.
She held her husband tightly. Finally the baby stopped kicking, and Harry gently kissed her once again. Hermione returned his kiss, and as she did so, she lay herself on top of him. Eventually, they made love. It was by far better than anytime before. It was a moment filled only pleasure instead of pain. After much tenderness had passed between them, they were both tired and lay next to each other for several minutes. Resting and letting, the weight of what had just passed between them sink deeply into their minds, and fill their hearts.
Later that night, Harry and Hermione were laying soundlessly asleep in bed. When at about 2 in the morning, Hermione woke up, to the most intense pain she had ever felt in her life. (It felt like someone had taken her bottom lip and pulled it over her head.) She promptly shook Harry awake, and said with a painful sound etched in her voice, "Harry . . . It's time."
"Time for what?" Harry asked groggily.
"The Babies silly" Hermione responded, as another wave of pain passed through her.
Instant comprehension over took Harry as he flew out of bed, and ran directly head first into the wall. Which bounced him backwards, right back into the bed.
He clumsily threw his on shirt and pants. Then ran to his car and started driving off to the hospital.
"How you doing Hermione?" He asked.
No answer came from where Hermione was suppose to be.
"Hermione?"
Still, no answer came.
Harry looked over at the seat next to him, and realized that she was no where to be found.
Damn it! He thought, I left her at the house... Crap! He quickly and illegally flipped a U-turn, and started charging back towards the direction of the house.
His heart sank deep into his stomach, as he saw a pair of flashing red and blue lights turn on behind him. Without thinking, he slammed on the breaks, pulled over and ran over five light-reflector posts. He jumped, out of the car, and started to walk to meet the officer halfway. The cop quickly drew out his gun.
Harry shouted, "hey take it easy! The way your shaking that gun just might go off. My wife is in labor; I got a bit excited and took off without her…So when I discovered she was missing, I turned around."
The officer started laughing and holstered his pistol. Shaking his head he said, "I thought you were nuts." He wrote him out a ticket, which seemed to take forever. Just before Harry left, the officer yelled, "Slow down next time, and congratulations!"
Harry started to drove off, he cursed and swore about the ticket he had just acquired, I wonder if I should pay this or throw it out the window, light a match and set the damn thing to fire? He thought intensely peeved.
He finally got back to the trailer, walked in to see Hermione laughing at him. "Are you a little excited?" She asked, then she breathed in deeply as another spasm of pain shot through her body.
Harry shook his head and blushed bright red with embarrassment. He got her into the car this time, and then almost like a flash of lighting he tore off down the road again. He went tearing up over the hill, and turned a sharp corner. His heart began to sink again, because right before him, there where more sheep standing in the road than he had ever seen in his life. He was driving way to fast to ever stop. He just closed his eyes, as his car ripped through the herd.
Hermione screamed at the top of her lungs, "slow down!"
Harry finally opened his eyes, and saw a sheep strapped to the fender of his car. He had no time to stop, so he just continued driving down the road.
Finally he made it to the hospital, where they admitted her, immediately and took her to the delivery room. Harry was feeling so excited he could hardly contain himself.
After 4 hours of intense pain, the moment came for the first baby to come. Harry held Hermione's hand, and said, "Come on honey, push!" He began to feel light headed, as Hermione let out a loud blood-curdling scream of pain.
Harry saw the head starting to crown. "Come on honey, one more…"
Crash! Harry passed out cold.
10 minutes later, Harry woke up with a terrible headache and large bump on the back of his head. He saw the baby Hermione was holding; he walked up to her and kissed her gently on the lips. "So, what is it?" Harry asked.
"It's a baby, you wort!" Exclaimed Hermione, sarcastically. Then she giggled slightly, "It's a Girl!"
He looked at his daughter, and she was probably the ugliest thing he had ever seen in his life. "We still have another one coming too, Harry." Hermione added.
Harry nodded, and said, "I'm going to go get a drink of water. I'm still filling a little dizzy. I'll be back in a while." He kissed his wife and started towards the door.
Hermione nodded and said, "you look a little flushed, be back here soon. I'll see you in a while."
Harry nodded as he walked out the door and headed towards the water fountain.
What Harry didn't know, was that all new born's, need a little time for the oxygen to circulate through their body, then they gain full color. He walked to the drinking fountain, and took a drink of water. He said to himself, "Merlin, that is the ugliest child I have ever seen in my life. But I promise she will be loved more than any other child alive."
When he walked back into the room, an hour later the baby had gained its full color. To Harry's astonishment, and she transformed into the most beautiful little girl he had ever seen in his life. She had a full head of brown hair, along with green eyes his eyes.
Hermione smiled as she look at Harry. She grabbed the baby's wrist and gently waved it at him and said in a low voice, "Hi, Daddy." Harry smiled brightly and gently kissed Hermione on top of the head.
Suddenly another spasm of pain shot through Hermione's body. It was time came for the next baby to arrive. The nurses in the room, quickly grabbed the baby girl and placed her in the crib next to Hermione.
About an hour later, the next baby finally came. Harry managed to stay conscious for this one. After another shower of screams, and Hermione cussing up a storm and calling Harry every dirty name in the book, and blaming him for doing this to her. The next child was born, and it was a little boy.
Harry smiled incredulously bright at the sight of his son and daughter. With the exception of the day Harry and Hermione had got married, Harry had never felt so happy in his entire life.
"So what are we going to name them?" Hermione asked, after she had recovered from the pains of the after birth.
Harry shook his head, "I'm not sure. Maybe John for the boy and Jamie for the girl?"
Hermione thought about it for a moment, then she said, "I know Harry, Ronald James, and Ginniva Lily."
"Yeah, that sounds real appropriate, Ron and Ginny. I can go with that." Harry said, then he gently kissed, Hermione on the lips. "I have something I want to show you." Harry said, as he pulled out a picture of a very beautiful prairie. It had a small stream that seemed to cut the prairie in half, and off in the distance was a large snow-capped mountain. It also showed the building of a foundation for a house. She looked at it very befuddled, and asked, "What's this?"
Harry, gently rubbed his wife's shoulders and said, "Happy belated Anniversary. This is a picture of our piece of land, that I bought while I was away. I hired some contractors to build us our dream house. Only Merlin knows, we're going to need the extra space now."
"How did you get the money for this?" Hermione asked, coming close to tears.
"I received some reward money from the Wizarding community during the war, and killing Voldemort."
Hermione was utterly speechless, but she managed to ask, "Where is it?"
"In Northern Wyoming, near Yellowstone."
"Oh Harry, it is so beautiful." Hermione said as a light trickle of tears started flowing down her face. "You're so wonderful to me. I love you!"
Harry smiled brightly and kissed his wife gently on the lips again, "Not half as good as you are to me. I know one thing I'm going to keep an eye out for, once it's the mythical Jackalope."
"What's a Jackalope?" Hermione asked.
"It's a rare magical creature, that only lives in Wyoming. It's half Jack Rabbit, and half Antelope." Harry said laughing.
"Oh I seetaking a page from Luna Lovegood now are we." Responded Hermione sarcastically.
"Actually, I heard from Fred and George, that it is now Luna LongbottomShe got married to Neville." Harry corrected her, "but you know this is coming from Fred and George, so it's not too reliable." Harry continued to gently massage Hermione's shoulders, and she fade off to sleep.
Harry left the room, it was now ten, o'clock in the morning. He wanted to get on the phone and tell Darryl and Ernie, the news.
"Hey Ernie, How you doing?"
"Who is this?" Answered the voice on the other line.
"It's Harrywell guess what, I'm a father now."
"Well hey, congratulation's that's great. I guess that means we got back in time. Well hey listen, I hate to cut this short, but Dawn is coming over. Her and I, have decided to try and work things out."
"That's great! So what's Darryl been up to?"
"Oh, he went fishing for the day. I reckon he just needed to get out for while, if you know what I mean."
"Yeah I do. Well I'll talk to you later then. Cheers."
"See you around bud. Oh yeah, what did you have?"
"Twins, a boy and a girl."
"Congratulations! Although, it really sounds like you're going to have your handful."
"Yeah, women are already flocking around our newborns like a pack of hungry wolverines."
"Why do they do that? That's one thing I'll never understand."
"Yeah same here. Well anyhow, I'll talk to you later Ernie, Have a good day mate."
"You too mate." Ernie said in a badly mocked British Accent.
Harry smiled, and hung up the phone. He walked back into the room where Hermione was sleeping, and lay down on the couch and fell asleep as well. It had been such an emotionally stressful day, however, he never felt so happy in his entire life.
Epilogue
Eleven years, have passed since the fall of the Dark Lord, and the end of the great world. Harry and Hermione, eventually finished college, although they had some tough times, they stuck it out, and stay by each other's side. After Harry had returned back from the war, he made an important promise to himself. That he would never again leave Hermione's side.
Harry had become a teacher at a local school, and taught Defense Against the Dark Arts. Late at night, and during the summer holidays, Harry spent a lot of his time devoted to writing a book.
Hermione on the other hand eventually became a well known, and respected healer to the Wizarding Community.
Harry stayed in contact with Darryl and Ernie, mostly because, Hermione reluctantly agreed to allow them to be the godparents to Ginny and Ron. She came to agree with Harry that their are just some experiences that a person just can't go through without not becoming closer to someone.
"They don't know we're not allowed to use magic at home. I'm going to have a lot of fun with Dudley this summer…"(3) A 30-year-old Harry Potter wrote down on a long piece of parchment. He had finally finished his master piece. The story of his life at Hogwarts.
He turned the lights off on his desk, and stared off into the green fields of his 200-acre piece of property, located in Northern Wyoming. He hadn't felt this much excitement and anticipation since the day his son Ron, and John (Ernie's son) had a small Roman Candle fight, which caught the barn on fire by accident.
"Ron, Ginny, and Hermione, come here real quickly, I have some news for you." Harry called out from his office. Hermione came into his office, closely pursued by a young looking female, with very bushy brown hair, and green eyes. Shortly afterwards, a very young male, with messy jet-black hair, brown eyes, and glasses, came in as well.
"Well what is it?" Hermione asked.
Harry took a deep breath, as his smile widened, "I finally finished my manuscript."
Hermione beamed brightly, "I can't wait to see it. Let me take a look," Harry handed, her a very thick stack of papers, and she read aloud, "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's stone, by JK Rowling… Wow I love your pen name!" She exclaimed.
Harry looked down at his shoes, "I doubt it will ever sell."
"Even if it doesn't sell dad," Ginny said, "we'll still love you."
"Ginny's right dad, we'll support you all the way." Ron said in reassurance.
Harry opened his arms and hugged his two children, "I want you guys to know, that you are my greatest achievement, and I love all of you guys very much."
Hermione beamed at him, and said, "You've always been my hero Harry. Dinner is ready if you're hungry," and she kissed him gently on the lips.
"It smells wonderful, honey, what is it?" Harry asked.
"Rabbit stew," Hermione said.
"Oh my favorite," Ron said, with a slight amount of drool rolling down his face.
Harry nodded his agreement, "Ron, Ginny, go eat please, I need to talk to your mother about something real quick."
"Ok Dad," they said in unison, and left his office.
"Well, what is it?" Hermione asked.
Harry said, "I talked to Neville, and he told me he wants to publish the manuscript when it's finished."
"Oh that's wonderful," Hermione, said, with a bright smile, "I know it will be a best seller."
"The kids also got these today." Harry handed her two letter, written in emerald green ink, on the back was a purple wax seal bearing a coat of arms, a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake surrounding the letter H.
"Oh my Harry, do you know what this means?" Hermione smiled incredulously bright. Then a dazed and confused look passed over her. "I thought Hogwarts was only for British Children."
"It is, but Dumbledore is making a special exception, for Ron and Ginny." Then Harry added, "Albus also offered me a job, as the Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher. But get this one, I also heard through the grapevine, that he and Minerva got married. Finally."
"That's wonderful, I suppose you'll be taking it, after all you've been wanting that job for years," Hermione said. "I guess that means we need to start packing up and getting ready to move back to Britain."
Harry laughed, "I turned him down," and he said, seriously "I just want to spend the rest of my days by your side, here in the home that we've made together."
Hermione kissed him affectionately and said, "Harry, I love you."
"I love you too, Mione' I also wrote this for you." He handed her a letter size envelope, which she opened and taped to the letter, was a very elegant, gold necklace, with a open locket and a picture of them kissing. She removed the necklace and read:
16 July 1999
Dear Hermione,
Today, we where joined together in holy matrimony. I know the times that we have ahead of us, may become rough, but all I know is how I feel about you. I have never been very good at telling people how I feel in person. However, I'm going to try to capture my feelings for you down on a piece of paper.
I just hope you know that if the sea were made of ink and the sky of parchment, that I could never begin to write my love for you. I'll never understand why you love me, nor will I ever understand why you married me. All I know, is I'm glad that you did.
I know things would have turned out very different, if certain event's never occurred. I know these events effected us terribly, but in the end, I'm glad that we became even closer. I'm also glad that we stuck things out, even through the worst of times. Who knows, maybe someday you and I can sit down and talk about the hard times that we had and think of them as cherished memories.
I will vow one thing to you however, from this day forth, I will be nothing but a loving husband towards you. Nothing will ever stop me from loving you as much as I do. You are my hero Hermione. You will never know how much I need you in my life.
I love you with all my heart and soul,
Your loving Husband,
Harry James Potter.
Hermione looked up at Harry, and said, "When did you write this?"
Harry replied, "The night we got married after you went to sleep. I placed it in this envelope and told myself I wouldn't give this to you until the time was right. I've held on to it for all these years, and I realized, I love you more now, then I ever did back then."
Hermione simply smiled at him as thick tears developed in her eyes and said, "I'm glad we made it through all these years," she kissed him through thick tears and continued, "I love you Harry, and I've never stopped. Come on; let's go eat dinner with our children. I think they will be excited to learn that they are going to the finest school of witchcraft and wizardry there is."
Harry asked, "can we do just one more thing before we go to eat?"
"What's that?"Hermione asked with a small smile on her face.
"Dance with me Hermione," and he pressed play on the CD player that he had in his office.
Hermione smiled and stretch her hand out to Harry, and they started dancing to the soft music:
I can't remember when you weren't there (4)
When I didn't care for anyone but you
I swear we've been through everything there is
Can't imagine anything we've missed
Can't imagine anything the two of us can't do
Through the years, you've never let me down
You turned my life around, the sweetest days I've found
I've found with you ... Through the years
I've never been afraid, I've loved the life we've made
And I'm so glad I've stayed, right here with you
Through the years
I can't remember what I used to do
Who I trusted, who I listened to before
I swear you taught me everything I know
Can't imagine needing someone so
But through the years it seems to meI need you more and more
Through the years, through all the good and bad
I knew how much we had, I've always been so glad
To be with you ... Through the years
It's better every day, you've kissed my tears away
As long as it's okay, I'll stay with you
Through the years
Through the years, when everything went wrong
Together we were strong, I know that I belong
Right here with you ... Through the years
I never had a doubt, we'd always work things out
I've learned what love's about, by loving you
Through the years
Through the years, you've never let me down
You've turned my life around, the sweetest days I've found
I've found with you ... Through the years
It's better every day, you've kissed my tears away
As long as it's okay, I'll stay with you
Through the years!
After the song had finished, Harry gently kissed Hermione, and said, "I love you."
She grabbed his hand, and whispered into his ear, "I have more news for you," She said in a gleeful tone.
"What that?" Harry asked.
"I'm pregnant again." She simply said.
Harry smiled brightly and said, "Excellent, one more child to raise beneath these Western skies."
As Harry and Hermione left his office, holding hand, he realized one more thing. Everything that ever happened to him, and all he had accomplished in his life, one particular person, had always remained glued by his side. As long as she stuck with him, then absolutely nothing in this world mattered. All that he cared about was the love they had developed for each other through the years, and true love is honestly more magical than anything in the wizarding world.
The End
1French to English Translation. Thank God we are finally free! God bless liberty!
2America, Performed by Neil Diamond
3Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, Page 309
4 Through the years, Preformed by Kenny Rogers
