Disclaimer: really this is getting old.
Recap: "Now we go home, and find true peace."
Epilogue
It was on this night a one hundred and fifty-year-old man walked with confidence into the Potter Family Wing at St. Mungo's. On this night his fifth great grandson was born. He knew that this boy would be the next king. With a slight smile he remember when Harry and his forth great grandchildren were wed. That was just two years ago. Six months later Harry past away. The old man stopped as he remembered his friends, Arthur and Molly left this plane when he was but fifty. Ron and Hermione died when they were in their nineties. Harry died six months after the wedding of his third great grandson. Ginny succumbed three days later. His own wife, she pasted away at the turn of the century, all left the living world in peaceful slumber. Soon his turn will come, but not for a while.
"Oh Nicholas, my boy how are you?" He asked.
"We're fine granddad. But why are you here, I mean we haven't told our parents yet?" The young man asked.
"My boy I knew of his birth the minute his first cries echoed across the room." Came the reply. "But answer me this does he have a mark on the right side of his back just below the shoulder blade?"
"Yeah it's the oddest thing. His twin brother has a lightning mark on his left."
"Twin?"
"Would you like to see the fifth generation of our family?"
"Please. Lead the way."
Deep in thought the old man never did see the specters of the past kings enter the room, with him. Neither did he see Merlin, Harry, nor the other advisors to the king.
"Hello Lilyana."
"Grandad, what brings you here?"
"These children." He said.
"Here why don't you sit down, and I'll contact the others." Nicholas said.
"What are their names?"
"This one is Alexander, and this bundle of joy. His name is Merlin." Lilyana said, blushing.
"No need to be embarrassed my dear. May I?" He asked. The young woman nodded her head. He proceeded to pick up young Alexander, the child let out a small cry before settling down and returned to his slumber.
"Ah, yes I can see it now. Yes you young Alexander you shall be the greatest of kings, and your brother will be there for the ride. The two of you will blaze a trail for the next heirs to follow. I shall see to that." He said.
True to his words the brothers were the greatest hero's to grace the Earth. The two united both the Magical and Muggle worlds to defeat the greatest of evil. But that, that is a story for another generation.
THE END
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