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A/N: I can't believe this is the end. I'm going to miss you guys soooo much. There will be a sequel, so you will have to read it. There will also be a semi-prequel that's Pansy and Slytherin Centric because I've always wanted to write a pansy story. PLease review and have fun and I promise to read as many as your stories as possible!-Cole


October 31 dawned bright and early at the Potters' house. Calanthe, or Cali as she had been come to be called, was up much before that and so were her parents. At the moment, the three of them were in the kitchen. Harry was making breakfast while Luna fed Cali.

"So, what time are we supposed to be there?" Luna asked, redoing her shirt. She picked Cali up and placed her in the baby swing.

"Three," Harry replied as he handed Luna her coffee, "Pansy wants us there in time for tea."

"Are we brining anything?" Luna asked, "It wouldn't be very polite not to bring anything."

"What would you like to bring?" Harry asked as he rocked Cali in the swing.

"Um…brownies," Luna decided.

"Okay, I'll get the started, why don't you go and get Cali changed and bring her to the park?" Harry asked.

"Good idea," Luna replied. Cali was very tiny, and she was only five days old, but the Potters believed that fresh air would do their baby good. Luna went upstairs and dressed Cali in a little orange and black one piece. Then she put the girl into the crib and dressed herself in robes. Seeing as it was Halloween, it wouldn't seem weird. After both mother and daughter were dressed and ready, they left the house and went to the park.

Meanwhile, Harry had set the ingredients to cooking while he got ready. He, too, was wearing robes. They were black with an orange cape and silver fastenings. Once the brownies were done, Harry put them into the oven and decided to go over one of the cases he was on.

When the time rang thirty minutes later, Luna and Cali were home and Harry had gone over all of the evidence. He took out the brownies and set them to cool, very glad that he had that day off.

The rest of the day past very quickly, and before they knew it, it was two-thirty. Harry and Luna bundled Cali up and flooed over to the Malfoys' house. They set Cali down with Autumn, Charlie, Tala, Kala, Sophia, and Brandon and went to help Pansy, Susan, and Hermione in the kitchen while Heira, the Malfoys' paid house elf, watched over the children.

"I can't believe we're all parents," Pansy stated as they ate dinner. It was a wonderful entrée of steak and potatoes. Soup had been served before hand along with salad and some anti-pastas.

Luna nodded in agreement, "I feel so old," she said.

"I'm just afraid of screwing up," Neville confided in his friends.

"You are not going to screw up Neville," Harry assured his friend, "And besides, even if you do, Autumn has me to straighten her out."

"That's' what I'm afraid of," Neville confessed, causing the table to erupt with laughter. Percy and Emi, who had been in the play pen with their blood and segregate cousins stared at the dinning room as if their parents were crazy, and at the moment they probably, were.

"So Remus," Harry said a few moments later, "How does it feel to be a great uncle?"

"U-uncle?" Remus asked, a bit emotionally.

"Yes you git," Hermione replied, "These are your kids as much as they are ours."

"She's right," Draco agreed, "You were there for me in my Seventh year after I changed sides. You taught me how to deal with hatred."

"And you didn't hate me because I suck at magic," Neville continued, "You and Harry taught me how to fight."

"Face it Lupin," Fred concluded, "If it weren't for you, Harry'd have killed himself by now, we wouldn't know how to fight, and Voldemort would rule the world."

Lupin smiled at his 'nieces and nephews' in the play pen, "Really?" Remus questioned, "I have a family?"

"Remus, you've had a family since my third year, you just didn't know it," Harry replied. Hestia squeezed her husband's hand just as Demi came up to him.

"Daddy?" she said as she cleaned the tears from his eyes.

"Yes sweetheart?" he asked his little girl.

"I love you," she stated.

"Me too," CJ agreed. Remus picked up both of his little ones and smiled.

"I love you too," Remus replied. Harry looked into his mentor's eyes and smiled, he was finally accepted, and he finally had everything he always wanted.

Looking around the table, he saw happy faces and love, two things many of these people had been deprived of. At that moment he swore that this generation would not know of the evils their parents faced.

"I would like to make a toast," Harry said. The room quieted and looked at him, "To love, family, and the third generation of marauders."


Again, thanks so much for reading. I love you all -Cole