A/N: I am SOOO sorry that it has taken me so long to update. However, the story is finished and I am uploading all the remaining chapters and the epilogue now. So chapters 23-26 and the epilogue are being update at the same time, so make sure you don't miss a chapter! Thank you all for reading, following, favoriting, and reviewing! I love you all!

Epilogue: Christmas several years later.

"Severus, can you please help me?" Brixton called down the hall as she sat on their bed of their home in _.

"What is it, love?" Severus asked as he entered the room with a look of concern on his face.

"My hands are so swollen and I can't get my wedding rings off," she replied.

He sighed, "Are you a witch or not, woman?"

Brixton looked up from the bed at him with a confused look on her face. Severus laughed, "Are you sure you belonged in Ravenclaw?" He pulled out his wand and quickly uttered a spell. She looked down at her hand as her rings glowed brightly, warmed up, and expanded slightly. She slid them off and back on her finger.

"Oh, I am daft aren't I?" she laughed. "Thank you, dear. Now, we need to hurry or we will be late to the party."

"Alright, meet you at the fireplace when you are ready."

When Brixton was finished braiding her hair she pulled a red lace dress over her head and smoothed it over her swollen belly. She was eight months pregnant and feeling ready to pop. She smiled in the mirror as she felt her son's strong kicks. Knowing she would be late, she hurried down the hall as fast as she could waddle. She was happy to see her husband kneeling by the fireplace fastening their four year old daughter's dress shoes.

"Look, mum!" Ophelia smiled before spinning around in her dress. "Da says I look like a princess."

Laughing, Brixton said, "Oh, he is absolutely correct. Prettiest princess I have ever laid eyes on." She studied her daughter's features. She was the spitting image of her mother with Severus' pale skin and dark hair.

Just then Dobby came rushing in the room with little Oscar on his back. Severus frowned, "Dobby, the boy is almost two he can walk perfectly fine. He's almost as big as you are."

Oscar, who favored his father, grinned from ear to ear and said, "Dobby give good piggy back ride, Da!"

Brixton frowned at the house elf, "Dobby, thank you for helping us get the kids ready, but you shouldn't be working on a holiday. We've told you we've got it covered."

Dobby sat the boy down by his sister and said firmly, "Dobby is a free elf and Dobby wishes to be here helping."

"Well, will you at least come to the party and enjoy yourself then?" she pleaded.

"Dobby would most like that!" he replied.

Soon the five of them were through the fireplace and flooed to the Weasley's house. A record was spinning and holiday music filled the room. Brixton's mouth watered at the rich smells of the food. She was always famished towards the end of her pregnancies. Ophelia immediately ran across the room play with Teddy, James, and Rose. Oscar, on the other hand, went straight for the coffee table and grabbed a biscuit in both hands. Then he turned and held his arms up and shouted, "Uncle Remus!"

Remus happily scooped up the boy and ruffled his hair. "Happy Christmas Severus, Brixton. How are you feeling? That baby looks like he is going to come any day now."

"A couple more weeks yet, and I am so ready," she sighed.

"I know exactly how you feel," said Ginny as came into the room from the kitchen.

Brixton awkwardly pulled Ginny into a hug and their pregnant bellies competed for space.

George laughed from the couch, "Do you two plan your pregnancies to match or are you both just seeing who can breed more like Weasleys? First James and Ophelia, then Lily and Oscar, now these two. It's uncanny."

Ginny glared at her brother, "Oh, can it George! Let us be, these children are lucky to grow up together."

Just then Luna and her father came in through the kitchen shaking snow off their coats. With the arrival of their last guests Molly called everyone to the table. Soon everyone gathered round and began filling their plates.

"It's getting close, Brixton. Have you and Severus decided on a name for the baby yet?" Luna asked from her seat across from Brixton.

"Yes, we have decided on Oliver. We are sticking with the O names," she replied as she smiled down at her belly.

"What about you, Ginny?" Luna asked.

Harry cleared his throat and said, "Actually we were going to announce that tonight. We have decided on Albus Severus Potter."

The entire table laughed as Severus began protesting, but Harry couldn't be swayed.

Brixton smiled and grabbed her husband's hand. She looked over at the wonderful group of people that she felt lucky to call more than friends. They felt more like family and her heart was completely full.