A/N: Dun dun dun! I present to you the last chapter of 'Angels of Heaven and Hell'! Please leave a review for this story, it's your last chance to make an up-to-date one!
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Chapter 19 - The End of Days
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Rhiannon regained her senses soon enough, and found herself lying in Draco's arms in front of Hogwarts castle. Next to them lay Harry, he was stirring too and opened his eyes, as Rhiannon looked at him.
"You okay?" he asked.
"Yes, thanks, Harry." Harry got up and tried to smooth out his robes, but it was a lost battle. To much mud and grass stuck to it.
"Should I go and get help for Malfoy?" To Rhiannon he didn't sound overly concerned, and she suspected he had only asked because he wanted to be nice to her.
"No, he'll wake up in a minute," she said, smiling. "Just go and look for your friends. I'll look after mine."
Harry looked at her for some seconds, trying to figure out what to do. "Fine," he said finally, sounding a bit hurt, and turned around on his heel, his cloak billowing out behind him dramatically as he went towards the castle.
Rhiannon looked after him, until he was out of earshot. In reality she felt like she was freezing to death, but she wanted some quiet moments with Draco now. She kissed her boyfriend on the lips and began to shake his shoulder.
After a short while his eyes flew open and he looked confusedly at Rhiannon.
"Will you marry me?" he asked. "Now, that everything's over?"
Rhiannon smiled at Draco, and at his strange way of thinking.
"How couldn't I?" she asked back and Draco chuckled at her response.
Months passed and the Wizarding World was left to pick up the pieces of the Voldemort's terror reign. Death Eaters were hunted and convicted.
Among them were Lucius Malfoy and Pansy parkinson. Narcissa Malfoy however went free, because she had informed Dumbledore of the attack on Hogwarts, which redeemed her in the eyes of the court.
Most of it didn't touch Rhiannon and Draco who spent the following half year studying for their NEWTs and leaving Hogwarts behind.
Three years after that, on a mild day in August, they finally got married and five years after that, their daughter was born.
Rhiannon remembered one particular incident with Celia, her now one-year-old daughter. She herself had slumped onto a couch in the library of Malfoy Manor and closed her eyes for a minute, to relax. Looking after her daughter was more difficult than she had ever imagined.
She heard how Celia was crawling on the floor and gave a gurgling noise once in a while. Then - suddenly - the sound of a heavy book falling down and Celia laughing.
Rhiannon opened her eyes and went over to her daughter, to see if anything had happened to Celia. But there was not even the slightest scratch on her baby, so Rhiannon picked up Celia and looked at the book more closely.
It was opened at a page somewhere in the middle and the right page displayed a picture in faded colours. She looked at it and recognised it as a picture of Rowena. She smiled a bit sadly at the thought of the woman - she regretted that she had never been able to say Good-bye to her.
Rhiannon wanted to close the book and put it back on the shelf, but as she was about to do so, Celia squealed and Rhiannon hesitated. She lifted the book, so Celia could see the page fully. Again, the baby girl squealed and tried to reach for the book with her tiny hands.
Rhiannon looked at her daughter - who had the same bright blue eyes and black hair as Rowena once did, she realized with a start - , then at the page of the book and again at her daughter.
"Welcome back, Rowena," she whispered and smiled. Celia laughed again and turned to look at her mother - a look in her eyes, as if she had understood what Rhiannon had just said.
Again years passed and soon it was time for Celia to go to Hogwarts.
'Or return home,' as Rhiannon sometimes thought to herself.
Rhiannon, Draco and Celia were standing on platform 9 and three quarters, Celia's large trunk next to them.
"It really doesn't matter what house you get sorted in," Rhiannon was just telling her daughter. "Dad and I will be proud of you anyway..."
"Morning," came a voice from behind them. Rhiannon turned around and came face to face with Harry. She was about to ask him what he was doing here, but Draco was faster.
"Come to see your son off?" he asked. Harry nodded and now Rhiannon fully realised for the first time the woman - Hermione - next to him and his son, who stood a bit behind them, but was still clearly visible.
He had black hair, which almost reached down to his chin, and emerald green eyes. At first glance he looked just like Harry, Rhiannon thought, but when you looked close enough he also looked like someone else, and she was almost sure she was right. He was paying no attention at all to his parents, but was instead looking interestedly at Celia. Celia noticed it and stared right back.
"Adrian," Hermione interjected and the boy looked at her. "Let's go and get your trunk on board."
"Okay, mum," Adrian replied and smiled at Celia, before he hurried after his parents, who were already levitating his trunk towards the Hogwarts Express. Rhiannon watched her daughter and saw how she furrowed her brows.
Rhiannon had to hold back a laugh.
A/N: Now, it's finally over! Aren't you all proud of me? (Don't answer that).
Of course I could write more about Celia and Adrian, but I don't think anyone's really interested. So, I'll just write other stories - only not Sue-stories, if that's okay with everyone (I bloody well hope so.).
Well, thanks for reading this far, I hope I've made it enjoyable for you - at least in some parts.
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Bye-bye,
Yorumi