The final chapter
Thank you all for reading
The clack of heels echoed around the hallway, almost covering the tiny tapping of smaller, more rapid steps. The day was over, and rows of offices had been abandoned for the weekend, except for one. Behind the large wooden door labelled "Minister for Magic" sat a woman, her brow furrowed as she read over some paperwork. Her hair was in a messy bun with curls escaping to cover parts of her face where faint lines of age were beginning to appear. A soft knock at the door caught her attention
"come in" The minister sat back in her chair and watched the woman at the door enter. She was dressed in a casual summer dress and her hair was in free ringlets around her sculpted face. At her side stood a beaming little girl whose hair was equally as curly and dark.
"Mum!" she ran over to the Minister and jumped into her lap before wrapping her arms around her neck for an almost crushing hug.
"I have missed you, and your beautiful mama" She peered over the child's shoulder at her stunning wife and allowed the stress of the day to melt from her tense shoulders, it never failed to work.
Bellatrix walked over to her daughter sat in Hermione's lap and leant into the jungle of curls to peck her wife "we have missed you two pet, but we have to go or the other two will think we're leaving them at the station for the summer".
Quickly they gathered themselves and headed for platform 9 and ¾ , There stood a girl no older than 13 and a boy around 10 both with the same dark curls as their little sister. The only stark difference was the boy's eyes that were a lot lighter to match Hermione's and the girls face, that Hermione felt had always resembled her own mother. They ran over to their mother's and sister, their faces happy and their hands bundled full of bags.
"We had another woman come up to us about your book ma" the two older children said, their words fighting to be heard "she told us to tell you that you're a saint and then said that the baby pictures in the book are super cute" Said the older girl.
"Why did you have to put the bath time ones in there" The boy chimed in and they both went a little bit red.
"Because, if I'm going to write a book on how to raise little witches and wizards then I need to prove that I've done it myself" Bellatrix smiled at them "plus it helps the muggle parents feel like we're more like them, at least that's what the marketing team said"
Hermione beamed at her wife, the last thing she expected Bellatrix to become was a stay at home mother and parenting guru but here they were, and she had even campaigned to make the book available to muggles with magical children to help them harness their abilities before Hogwarts. Watching her speaking up for muggles and become a sensational mother had been the proudest moment of Hermione's life and as she looked down at her family, she couldn't help but feel her heart swell. This truly was more than she could have ever hoped her life to be.
"Come on" Hermione spoke up finally, "Let's go home".