The disclaimer is in the 1st chapter. The idea for the story is mine as well as the original character, Mary Simmons.

A year ago a doctor in charge, declared me healthy after suffering COVID-19. I could go back to work. And, place the entire experience behind. This is the first anniversary, of getting up and saying to the Higher Power, life, thank you for another chance. For a change, and for my family.

As always, my love to my home cheerleaders, My Mom, and my Son.

A very loving hug to Noppoh, for being amazing and playing a prank, she had already gone through the last chapter and she kept it to herself. Love you, girl. A hug to SlytherinSal and The Deathly Minion, for their kind encouragement and support. A shout out to Marc the Unruly! he is such a talented guy, seriously, all of my wonderful friends are so multi-leveled wonders, I just can't believe they all humored me and my crazy ideas at a story. Again all my gratitude.

I know it's not a perfect ending, but; I did not mean it to be a perfect story. Happiness does not need more explanation. Not to me.

However, if someone feels that they want to take this story as a prompt, and write another version? By all means, the music and the dance floor are open, it's your move, just remember to mention that you followed, madie080802's idea. I would love to read the spins on this Alternative Universe story.

To my lovely followers and readers, thank you for your earnest support.

To the Trolls and malicious Ghost-Guest reviewers, to the side, no time for taking or accepting mean words.

Reviews are welcome.

Enjoy!


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Chapter 13.- Closure.

Epilogue.

31 July 2046

4 Privet Drive.

Little Whinging, UK

10 AM

66-year-old Harry Potter stepped into the house and realized he hated the shoe-sized contraption.

But his mom, Mary, had found him there, in that alternate universe. She had held him there for the first time and wept. He missed her. She had passed away quietly the year before, and his father, Sirius, had died shortly after from a broken heart. He understood Sirius had married his soulmate, and without Mary, magic was no good.

Hermione looked at him and smiled with tears in her eyes. It was then that the salesperson stepped in and said,

"Mr. Potter, what do you think?"

"I'll buy it, and I'll make a few changes, that's for sure," replied Harry.

A couple of months later, a garden stood and, in the middle, a double statue of two mothers holding a baby on display with a note on a plaque underneath it.

'Time and time again, love knows no boundaries when love and death meet and cooperate. In loving memory to Lily Potter, the indestructible, and Mary Simmons, the one who couldn't forget.'

THE END.

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