-1Disclaimer - Nope, still not J.K!
A/N - Well, this is it folks! It's been fun while it lasted. I couldn't resist doing this chapter; I guess I'm just evil at heart!
Epilogue
Just over a year after the ball, Rachel was eating breakfast in her kitchen. As she was gazing absently out of the window, she noticed an unfamiliar owl soaring towards her house.
"That's odd," she thought, frowning, "who could that be off?"
The pecked at the window, and she got up to open it. The owl flew in and sat on the counter, holding out its leg, where a roll of parchment addressed to Rachel in cursive script was tied. She untied the letter, and the owl hooted softly and flew off. She unrolled the parchment, and read it in stunned silence.
Mr. & Mrs Arthur Weasley would like to invite
Rachel Johansson
To the wedding of their son
George Samuel Weasley
and
Chloe Andromeda Thomas
Rachel didn't read any further, and threw the invitation onto the kitchen table.
"I suppose I deserved that." she thought ruefully.
She never heard from them again.