Epilogue: The Potter Twins

"Abi, Harry, get back over her now." Ginny Weasley shouted to her ten year old twins, Harry Sirius Percy Potter and Abigail Luna Lily Potter, as they walked, well actually the twins ran, into the Second War cemetery. It had been eleven years on this day since the last battle and every year, Ginny and the twins would come and remember their father and the lives lost.

"Oh, but, mum." Abi whined, stoping dead in her tracks and signalling Harry to stop. "I wanna put the flowers on daddy's grave before Harry does. Anyways he got to do it first last time, it's my turn."

"Is not and for you information Abi, I am the oldest and named after daddy, so I should get to put the flowers first." Harry countered and started running toward the place where Harry's grave was and Abi followed.

"Guys, slow down." Ginny sighed, but the twins didn't hear her.

"The twins giving you a hard time again." A male voice said from behind her, Ginny whirled around and came face to face with her brother, Ron, her sister in law, Hermione, and her ten year old niece, Samantha Molly Weasley.

"I have no idea how mum managed to take care of Fred and George." Ginny smiled. "The twins are always so full of energy and they drive me crazy sometimes, but I wouldn't have them any other way."

"Aunt Ginny." Sam piped up. "Where are Abi and Harry?"

"They are over there at Uncle Harry's grave." Ginny replied. "I think they would like to see you."

"Sammy, why don't you go and put the flowers on Uncle Harry's grave while daddy and I talk to Aunt Ginny here." Hermione suggested, handing Sam the bunch of flowers she was carrying. Sam ran off in the same direction of the twin leaving the three adults all alone.

"So Gin, how are you holding up?" Hermione asked, once Sam had gotten out of hearing range.

"I'm fine really." Ginny smiled sadly, looking at the ground.

"Come on Ginny, you say that every year and we know you don't mean it." Ron sighed. "So how are you really?"

"Well, I, I just miss him so much." Ginny answered, a tear falling down her cheek. "I miss him all the time, but it's always so much harder today. The twins remind me so much of him, some days I find it hard to look at them. He never even got to meet his son and daughter and they will never get to meet their father. Sure I've told them all the stories, but it's just not the same as having him here."

"Gin, we miss him too." Hermione sniffed. "He was our best friend and nothing will change that. I'm just so grateful I have Ron and Sam, you and the twins and all our other friends and family. Ginny, I know today is a sad day for all of us, but we should remember the happy times we had together, instead of the bad." Hermione was interrupted by the two of the three ten year olds.

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"Mum, mum, I you have come and see what we have found." Harry cried and tugged on Ginny's hand. "Come on, hurry up."

"Yeah, come on guys." Sam added. "You have to come and see it too." Sam and Harry dragged their parents over the where Abi was sitting on the ground.

"Where's Abi." Ginny asked as she, Ron and Hermione was pulled towards Harry's grave.

"She's over there with the thing you have to see." Harry replied. "Abs, bring it over so we can show so we can show mum and Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione." Abi walked over to them and showed them what she was cradling in her hands.

"Look mum it's a baby owl." Abi said proudly. "It was stuck in a hole and we got it out. Isn't it so cute? It looks just like the owl you told us daddy had."

"Yeah Hedwig." Harry cut in, jumping up and down. "Can we keep her please? We can call her Hedwig Junior, just like I'm named after daddy and Uncle Percy and Uncle Sirius."

"And like I'm named after Aunt Luna and Grandmother Lily." Abi pleaded. "Please, please, please. We'll be really good and look after her. Please, mum."

"Okay, sure why not." Ginny smiled. "At least it'll save me buying an owl when the kids go to Hogwarts."

"Yeah, that's if Abi gets into Hogwarts." Harry teased.

"Well, just because I have shown any magic yet doesn't mean I'm not a witch." Abi argued. "At least I'm not some show off who started showing magic signs when he was two. I'm just not fully developed yet."

"Yeah, sure." Harry nodded. "Maybe you'll turn out to be a squib like Mrs Figg."

"Mum, make Harry stop it." Abi said angrily.

"Harry, stop teasing your sister." Ginny answered. "Now, have you all put flowers on Harry's grave?" A chorus of yes mums and yes Aunt Ginny answered. Ginny's eyes wandered over to the headstone and read the writing on it that she knew so well.

Harry James Potter

1980 – 2000

Died the hero of the second war

The loving boyfriend of Ginevra Weasley

The best friend of Ronald and Hermione Weasley

The godson of Sirius Black and Remus Lupin

And the father of Abigail and Harry Potter

May he Rest in Peace

Ginny quietly leant down and kissed the photo of Harry that was sitting next to the grave. "I love you Harry and I always will." She whispered.

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And somewhere far away in another world, a young man with messy black hair and brilliant green eyes watched as his family gathered around his gravestone to remember him for another year. "I love you too Gin" He said. "And the twins too."

"Come on son, it no use just watching them. You have to let go" The man sitting next to him said and hand in hand Harry and James Potter walked off into the sunset.

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A/N I hoped you like my fic, but keep in mind that it is my first Harry Potter Fic and any kind of reviews are welcome.