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A/N: Thanks Loonie for reviewing. Everyone else, I said fifty, so please fullfill this request, it would mean alot to me. I really want fifty reviews atleast by the end of this story.

On with the story! -Cole


On November 11, Luna and Harry were moving into their new house. Harry had dreamed of moving into his parent's old home, but it was simply too painful for him, so decided on a house near by so Harry could visit Potter Park whenever he felt like. He had bought the property and names it after his parents. It had been transfigured into a large park with a small stream running through it and trees and benches lining the way. While the muggles near by were amazed at the speedy development and the name, the wizarding families in the community thought it was wonderful and even had a secret celebration for the naming, Hermione being the ceremony's secret keeper.

Luna and Harry's house was a large cottage on the edge of Godric's Hollow. It was a beautiful white house with emerald green shutters. It had a basement, a main floor, a second floor, and an attic, which could be converted into a bedroom in due time. There was a large kitchen on the first floor, along with a breakfast nook, a dining room, a drawing room, and a sun porch. The second floor had four rooms, two bathrooms, and a study. The basement had been transfigured into a library for Luna's and Harry's books. The attic, as previously was stated, could become a bedroom and had a bathroom. It truly was the perfect house.

At the moment, Luna and Harry were inside the moving truck pretending to be sorting through things. In reality, they were transfiguring rocks and stones into various pieces of furniture, Harry doing the harder stuff because he was very adept in transfiguration; you had to be to be animagus, while Luna did the decorations and fabric. After two hours, they placed levitation charms on each object and pretended to carry them into the house. By the time they were done it was around six, and Harry had to conjure them some food. Conjured food was extremely disgusting, and it was very rarely done unless there was no other option. The only reason he and Luna were eating it was they were both too tired to get up and there was no food in the house yet, a problem that would need to be fixed, especially before they invited Ron over.

The following day, Luna and Harry went shopping for decent food. They bought enough food for the week and then decided to take a walk to Potter's Park, the first time Harry had been there since the naming ceremony. In the middle of the park stood a fountain. It was gold with hints of silver and bronze. On it read:

"To all those who passed on for the fall of the Dark Lord. May the rest in peace." And the names of all the martyrs were placed around the fountain. For security purposes, the fountain was made to only allow wizarding kind to see it, and so the muggles were not suspicious.

Harry walked over to the fountain and watched as the clear, cool water fell from the top. On top of the fountain stood Nike, the Greek Goddess of Victory. The water fell smoothly from her two wings. Harry stared at the fountain, reading the names of those who were so close to him and had perished. Ginny, Lily, James, Dumbledore, Sirius, and even Snape. The pain in Harry's heart had become so unbearable, that sobs suddenly began to rack his body. Tears streamed down his face as he just stood there, staring at the names, the memories all coming back to him.

Luna grasped his hand tightly and led him away; she had finally realized how hard it truly was to be the Boy-Who-Lived.

Four days later, Luna and Harry were at the hospital with Hestia and Remus and some other friends, today Hestia would be delivering her children. The birth was long and painful, and Molly and Remus had sat by Hestia's side until the pains subsided and the twins were born. One was a beautiful little girl with brown, bouncy hair like her mother and green-hazel eyes like her father. She lived up to her name, Demetra Vesta Lupin, for she truly looked like the goddess of the earth.

Her little brother, born but two minutes later, was dubbed Cronus-James Sirius Lupin, or CJ for short. He had his father's gray-brown hair and his mother's black-brown eyes. He looked like darkness yet was named for the light, a beautiful oxymoron if you asked Harry.

Harry had been named the godfather or CJ while Molly was his godmother. Tonks had been made Demetra, Demi's, godmother while Mad-Eye took over the position of godfather. Remus thought his wife's decision of Mad-Eye was a bit strange, but went along with it never the less. The christening was scheduled for February 3, at which time the children would become members of the Wizarding Christian Community.

November seemed to be the most productive month so far. First Luna and Harry moved, then the twins were born, and now Luna had just received word that Kinglsey had proposed to Tonks. Of course, Tonks had accepted, and had proceeded to write Harry and Luna a letter, which Luna was reading aloud at that moment.

"Dear Harry and Luna,

Guess what! Kinglsey proposed! Yeah, that's right; I am soon to be Mrs. Nymphadora Tonks-Shacklebolt. But what about my name, mates? I can't be Tonks anymore, and if someone calls out Shacklebolt they could be talking to either me or Kingsley. What about Phay? Yeah, I like that, for the pha in my name. I know that that's fuh, but I like fae better!

Write soon,

Phay and Kingsley

Harry let out a dry laugh and Luna suppressed a giggle. "Phay?" Harry asked, "Why not Dora?"

"I don't know, I mean, not even I like that name, we should write back and tell her so," Luna suggested.

"Hey, you wanna write back, be my guest, but I seriously believe that Tonks is almost as bad as you and Mione when you try to tell her what to do," Harry exclaimed. He ducked that slap that Luna was going to give him, grabbed her arm, spun her around, and gave her a kiss. Luna was trying to fight it, but it felt so good, eventually she gave in and the two of them spent a good twelve to fifteen minutes on the couch.

Luna did tell Tonks that they hated her new name, and she decided to change it to Dora, which wasn't as bad according to Harry. For Christmas, they had all gone to the Burrow, although Luna had tried to persuade them to come to her and Harry's house, Molly would hear none of it. So they went to the Burrow for Christmas, Daisy and Lotta were given some presents for their birthdays, and now it was December Thirty-first, and Fleur had just given birth to a beautiful baby boy by the name of Percival Arthur Weasley, Percy for short. Percy had the infamous Weasley hair, but unlike his father, who had sapphire eyes, his eyes were a misty pale blue like his mother's.

By January, the babies were old enough to sit up by themselves, and their parents were spoiling them incessantly. Remus and Bill had gone back to work, but Fleur and Hestia were staying home on their maternity leave a bit longer. Harry and Luna came by almost everyday to help Hestia out, where as Hermione and Ron visited Fleur to help with Percy. The babies were the beginning of the next generation; they were the third generation of the Marauders' Legacy.