Here you go the last chapter. I'm sooooo sorry its taken so long, but I had my exams then I moved and im getting ready to go to college so I had to get it up. Thank you again and again to everyone who had reviewed, it has been really helpful. I have two other stories im writing at the moment so look out for them, they are 'we're different yet the same' a harry potter one, james and lily and 'you hated me, remember me' a star wars fic, luke and leia, coming soon I hope. Again thank you. Anyway on with the story.
Iblameterspawn.
Chapter 24.
'Mum?'
The golden trio swung round to see a redheaded version if Hermione on her knees, tears falling freely down her face. Her younger siblings hugging her from behind, showing their support of her and their new found love and respect for both their older sister and mother, and gladly welcoming the girl into their family.
Mother and daughter locked eyes as Hermione slowly stood up, the fire crackling behind her highlighting her worried features. She rolled backwards and forwards on the balls of her feet, clearly not knowing whether to run to her firstborn or stay still.
Francheska made up her mind first and with a slight push from her brother she ran into her mothers loving embrace, the first and not the last, both crying into each others hair.
Ron stood up smiling, glad there was no hard feelings as she now new the whole story. He looked to his best friend and saw him too smiling and looking at Hermione like he did 16 years ago. Ron inwardly rolled his eyes. The two had obviously never stopped loving each other. Ron could feel his own sister's jealousy from the other side of the room as her husband hugged hid former lover and daughter tightly, with Hermione hugging him back as if she never planned on letting him go. He watched as she whispered something in his ear that made him blush and her laugh like a love sick teenager. No one cared about Hermione's' husband who was going to cause the most problems when he saw the golden trio and families back together where the belonged.
It would take a long time from that point for everyone to get over the past they had been living in while trying to find a future. Now the dead could be mourned as the living where once again as whole as they could be. Now blood and love could protect those, who for a long time forgot what it meant. Innocence was given back for the short time they were still children and for the first time in 2 generations, lives were lived as they should, ups and downs, death of old age and causing the havoc only children could cause at Hogwarts. The dead could look down and see what they had given their lives for, and a mistake and turned out to be the greatest gift. . .a second chance, to change the course of their own futures.