Mental. The Final Chapter:
"Hermione, how did you and Harry come about?" Luna inquired.
"Oh you know, after months upon months being stuck in a mad house even a hag would look lovely!"
"Oh thanks, love," Harry replied.
"Your welcome," Hermione grinned, "I'm kidding. We learned very much about each other living in such close quarters two years in a row. Heck, we may know all there is to know about one another at this point!"
"Yeah like.."
"Shut up, Harry!"
"Fine, fine," He grinned jovially. "I won't share your about your.."
"What that you talk in your sleep, Harry?"
"Well you snore!"
Luna snorted, "Ronald sounds like a Crumple-Headed Snorkack in his sleep."
Harry and Hermione stared at her.. Both knowing how loudly Ron snored, wondering if Snorkacks were real, someone must have caught one by now IF they were indeed that raucous.
"So it turns out we are NOT having a baby!"
"Thank the Gods, Merlin, who ever the Fuck we can!" Hermione exclaimed, "Lovely false Alarm. We're TOO BLOODY YOUNG TO BE PARENTS!"
"Yes, we need to live some before that."
"For sure!"
"Are you lot still getting married?" Ron asked of his two friends, happily expressing there gratitude at not having an infant to soon care for."
"Eh, we figure why the rush, lets have some fun before crashing into things like that."
"What do you plan on doing now?" Ron questioned.
"Oh, you know, be the kids we never got to be. Experience the world, travel.. Other things."
"Sounds nice, when are you off to see other things?"
"Oh we leave, when tomorrow, Hermione?" Harry asked his former loony bin cellmate and best friend.
"Yep, off to Greece to visit ancient ruins tomorrow."
"Well you kids have fun, eh?" Ron laughed.
"Oh we will," Harry assured him.
"We certainly will," Hermione grinned devilishly.
-The End-
(For certain this time!)