Lizzie Heart and her journey to Hogwarts: Epilogue.
A/N: Thanks to a whole bunch of you who have reviewed and helped me through this tough time. I wrote the first chapter on the spur of the moment, not really expecting to get much from it, but when people said keep going I did. And so it has resulted in this. This has been my first fan fiction and I hope you have all enjoyed it. I personally think it isn't that good, however, it's one of those thing, when you start you have got to finish, like a film or a chocolate bar. Thanks again for coming on this journey with Lizzie and me. This is the epilogue…
As the train pulled up to platform nine and three quarters, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Lizzie brought their trunks and belongings together in silence, just like their journey had been like, silent. Students were in a state of shock or grievance for their poor beloved Headmaster. The compartments were neither lively nor energetic, but solemn and quiet.
Lizzie thought all the way about the last words Dumbledore had said to her; "you could be the greatest witch of your age, if you only see what's inside you and let it influence you somewhat imaginably" She did not understand what they meant. It was obvious that Hermione was the greatest witch of their year, in the school even. She passed every test and exam with O's. Lizzie was never going to be as clever as that.
Lizzie also thought about Harry. This would be the third time he returned from Hogwarts with a death that concerned him on a more personal level then everyone else. First, Cedric Diggory. Next, Sirius. Now Dumbledore. She felt immensely sorry for her boyfriend and wished he could share the pain so that they could get through it together.
Another thing played on Lizzie's mind. The way she has been treated and used for the past year, by Anthonio. He was still out there, somewhere where nobody knew. Lizzie felt hatred rising inside of her at thought of what he plotted. Lizzie calmed herself down and began to think of other things.
A long summer is to be spent in Little Whinging with her Dad and sister. Possibly Remus too, if he gets better quickly, but Alex said the burns will heal gradually with the aid of a lot of potions and remedies, so it's probably going to be a long time until Remus is allowed out of Madam Pomfrey's care. But it wouldn't be like Lizzie would be alone; she will have Harry who lives just across a few streets. Even though they hadn't discussed anything, she would imagine that they would most likely bump into each other.
Lizzie pulled her trunk from off the train and onto the platform, following Hermione and Ron, with Harry behind her. She searched the station through the hustle and bustle of parents and children being re-united two months early and spotted an older looking version of her, except the eyes. The eyes she was looking at were violet, where as her own were ultra-marine. Alex ran towards her and embraced her into a warm hug. She held her sister tightly and looked over her shoulder to see her Dad. Lizzie released Alex and she smiled at her Dad.
"Hey Dad," She greeted with a warm smile.
Patrick Heart was in his late forties and had slightly greying black hair. His eyes shone brightly their turquoise colour at the sight of his daughters together again.
"Hi Liz," He replied and squeezed Lizzie comfortably. That was Patrick's own special name for his youngest daughter. No one else was allowed to use that name for Lizzie. He let go of his daughter, "Have you said good bye to your friends yet?" Lizzie shook her head, "Well go find them, and tell them their invited over the summer, oh and I have spoken with a Mr. Vernon Dursley, and he says we are to take a certain Mr. Harry Potter with us home." He grinned and had a glint in his turquoise eyes; probably at the fact that he was taking the legendary Boy-Who-Lived in his car in about an hour.
Lizzie and Alex looked at each other, surprised.
"Ok, Dad. Let me try and find my boyfriend then." She replied and walked away, leaving her father standing shocked next to his oldest daughter who was smiling triumphantly at Lizzie for dropping that bombshell quickly.
Lizzie weaved through the many families and found Harry being cooed over Mrs Weasley along with Ron, Hermione and Ginny. She walked over to greet them all with a smile beaming on her face.
"Oh, Lizzie, how are you?" Mrs Weasley cried and swooped Lizzie into her arms, giving an affectionate hug.
"Fine, Mrs Weasley," Lizzie replied politely as was let go and got back her breath.
"Good," She beamed and turned to smother Ginny with kisses and hugs. The three, Ron, Hermione and Harry all turned to Lizzie.
"You are all invited to my house over the summer by the way. My dad just invited you all."
"That's nice, I'm sure we'll be there." Hermione replied.
"Bloody brilliant, I won't play host this summer." Ron cheered.
Harry didn't reply, but smiled warmly.
"Harry, my Dad says we're giving you a ride home." Lizzie continued.
"Really?" Harry questioned.
"Yeah, come on!" Lizzie hurried and grabbed hold of Harry's hand, pulling him away. "We'll see you sometime, I'll owl you all!" Lizzie shouted as she hurried off.
She pulled Harry hap-hazardlessly through the decreasing crowd and pulled to a stop in front of Patrick and Alex Heart.
Harry noticed how they all looked so alike, yet their eyes were all different bright colours.
"Dad, this is Harry, my boyfriend." Lizzie introduced and a plunging feeling occurred somewhere in Harry's stomach. So this is what meeting the parents is like? He thought. "Harry, this is my Dad, Patrick Heart." Lizzie continued and gave Harry a little squeeze in his hand before dropping it.
Harry gulped, "How do you do?" He said, shaking Mr Heart's hand. Lizzie looked up at her sister and gave her a worried look, but she smiled back, making Lizzie's fears disappear.
"Well there's no need to formality is there Harry?" Patrick grinned and started to lead the group towards the wall in which you go through to get to King's Cross Station. "Now, let's go home and see what the future brings."
A/N: That's it. How do you like it? I know, it's a bit short, I'm sorry. Please review!
Nic xx