Okay everyone, heres the final chapter. I was going to write an in between chapter but I changed my mind, I like this as the ending. I can't tell you how much I enjoyed writing this fic, I would work on it during class instead of paying attention and it was the best distraction. I hope you all enjoy this final installment. I'm sort of debating writing a prequel so if you think I should then please let me know. I'm going to be moving for the next week or so, thats why you're getting the end today, but please leave reviews! I will read them at some point. Anyway, thank you for reading this story and I hope you have enjoyed it as much as I have. With no further ado, here's the end:

EPILOGUE
August 30, 2029

As I'm being twirled around on the dance floor by Ron, I take in my surroundings. I'm at my eldest daughter's wedding. She's 24 years old and just married a very nice, great looking, young man with a brilliant career as a professional Quidditch player ahead of him. Rose has been working at the Ministry of Magic since she left Hogwarts as an unspeakable. She managed to tie my scores, for a record that we now share as the two highest scoring Hogwarts students in history.

She got to know Devon Wyeth at one of James' games about five years ago. James has been playing professional Quidditch since being recruited to the Chudley Cannons right out of Hogwarts, not really surprising considering his mum was one of the highest scoring chasers in the league history and that his dad was the legendary seeker Harry Potter. Devon has played as a chaser on the Cannons as long as James has played seeker, they graduated from Hogwarts together. At Hogwarts Devon and Rose knew each other but didn't know each other too well until afterwards.

Ron probably wouldn't be dealing with his first born daughter getting married if the man she married wasn't one of the best players in the league. It was hard to watch Ron give Rose away today but the tears of joy on her face are easily enough to put most of my fears to rest. Rose is happy and she has found the love her life, just like I did.

The wedding reception is a fairly large affair considering both of the families and all our friends are here. The press has been trying to get in as well since Rose is the first of the "Golden Trio's" kids to get married.

I can't believe how much has happened in the past fifteen years. I will be turning 50 this September, and two days from now Ron and I will dropping our youngest child, a boy, born two years after Charlie, named David Arthur after both of our fathers and "Dumbledore's Army," off to catch the train to Hogwarts for the first time ever. After that all of our children will officially be students at Hogwarts or graduates. It's going to be strange to have an empty house.

Rose is 24 now and working as an unspeakable; Hugo is 19 and graduated from Hogwarts over a year ago now. He's on the reserve team for the Chudley Cannons as a beater, just waiting for his chance to move up. Harry William is 15 and just became a Hogwarts Prefect, not to mention a chaser on the House team. Jack and Ollie are 14 now, they both play for the house team, and Jack is a seeker and Ollie a keeper. The three of them are inseparable these days now that they're all at Hogwarts and I know they love being able to play Quidditch together. They all do well in school too, Rose was Head Girl, and Hugo was a prefect while he was there. Harry became a prefect this year but I don't think Ollie or Jack will ever become prefects; they definitely take after Fred and George in the sense that they're totally brilliant but would rather have fun.

Charlie Elizabeth Weasley is 13 this year and entering her third year at Hogwarts. She's just excited to be able to go on Hogsmeade weekends to visit her uncle's shop and hangout with her siblings and cousins. Charlie does very well in school as well, and I know she's excited for her youngest brother, David Arthur, to join her at Hogwarts this year since he's going to be going into his first year.

The Potter kids have done well for themselves too. James graduated as a school prefect and was instantly recruited to the pro-Quidditch League, where he's been ever since. Al graduated as Head Boy and is training to be an Auror now, just like his dad. Lily just finished at Hogwarts, with Hugo, and as Head Girl, she played chaser for three years at school but opted to start training to become a healer. Lily must've gotten all her Grandmother's talent for potions, she won every potions award you could imagine at Hogwarts and there were schools and hospitals all over the world trying to get her to work for them, but Lily decided to stay near family and apprentice at St. Mungo's as a potion maker.

I smile as I see Devon and Rose approaching Ron and me on the dance floor and when we trade partners I find myself tearing up at the sight of Ron holding his daughter who is suddenly such a grown up. I think I'm scaring Devon a bit though.

"Don't worry Devon, this isn't your fault," I chuckle a bit and he smiles.

"When my older sister got married my parents had a tough time of it, it's hard to see a child grow up. Don't worry though Mrs. Weasley, I promise that I love Rose more than anything else on this earth. She's in good hands," Devon says this so sincerely that now I'm definitely having tears run down my cheeks.

"Devon, you're part of this family now, you can call me Hermione," I smile and he grins back. When the song is finished we find our way back over to Ron and Rose and I can see that Ron may have just wiped his cheeks clear of tears as well. When I see Rose I give her a hug that I think might qualify me as the same type of bone crusher as Molly, FINALLY, I understand.

"Mum, don't worry about me," Rose says as Devon takes her hand she shoots him a smile.

"Oh Rose," I shake my head and chuckle, "I've never been worried about you, you're a brilliant young woman and I'm sure you're going to be fine, and I'm glad that you found such a great man. I'm just going to miss you sweetie. You're always going to be my little girl." I say this and then I feel Rose's arms around me. I embrace her as well and see that Devon and Ron have wandered away for a few seconds to give us some time.

"Is this also because Davie starts Hogwarts and now the house is going to be empty?" she says knowingly; damn that girl for getting my brains.

"Sometimes I hate that we think so similarly," I laugh and she smiles at me.

"It's okay mum, we all need you still, believe me," my daughter is a remarkable woman and I stand in awe of her. She's gorgeous; looks just like her aunt Ginny, but carries herself with a confidence that isn't overbearing but instead feels deserving. Charlie is growing up fast and I can see how boys are already starting to turn heads but thankfully she's so modest she doesn't see it coming and it doesn't go to her head.

I catch my breath a bit when I think of Lizzy; how I'll never get to be at her wedding or see the woman she would've become and I know that Rose is feeling it too.

"I think about her, mum," I look up when Rose says this, "all the time."

"Me too," I reply honestly, "she would've loved this I bet, being able to see her older sister get married."

"I wish that she could've been here. It's weird to think I have seven siblings when one of them never had a chance to live with us," Rose says this and I smile sadly back at her, then she continues, "but from what you've told me she looked just like you, so I guess I can just imagine you thirty years younger if I ever want to look at her."

I laugh a bit at this comment, "I'm sure she would've been a lot prettier than me Rose, my other daughter's certainly have been." I give her one more hug before we rejoin the rest of the family to celebrate my daughter's big day.

Once the party dies down and Rose and Devon leave for their honeymoon, Ron and I gather our five youngest kids, the ones who live with us still, and we arrive home; I glance up at the clock on the wall of our house.

After we had Charlie we got a very special present from Molly and Arthur: new hands for the clock! Finally each member of our family had a place on the clock, even Lizzy, whose hand we bewitched to always be on home. When I got pregnant with David I told Ron by giving him a new hand on the clock which we mounted the second we had our son.

Right now it has Ron, me, Lizzy, Harry, Ollie, Jack, Charlie and David all at home; Hugo is at the Burrow still; and Rose is on Travelling. Two days from now only Ron and me will be at home with Lizzy, and finally after 25 years of being pregnant and having kids, I'm at peace with having an empty nest for some parts of the year.

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We dropped off our five kids this morning to catch the Hogwarts Express and ever since I've been sitting in our living room looking back at the past thirty years. It's been over thirty years since Voldemort was defeated. Ron and I have been married for twenty-eight years, we had our first child, Rose, 24 years ago; our second child, Hugo, 19 years ago, and our third child, Lizzy, 17 years ago. It's been 15 years since my depression and nearly as long since we had our fourth child, Harry. It's been almost 14 years since we had twins, Jack and Ollie; 13 and a bit since we had our daughter Charlie, 11 since we had our youngest child, David Arthur, and I have to admit, I am very happy with how my life is now. At almost age 50 I feel totally complete.

I hear the familiar 'pops' of apparition in the kitchen and when I wander in there I find Ron, Harry and Ginny all standing there with food and wine bottles in their hands.

"We figured we'd celebrate," Ron says and kisses me on the cheek, "instead of being sad about having no kids here anymore, let's just be happy that all our kids are happy, and that we can FINALLY have sex without interruptions." We all laugh at Ron's words and I actually am very thankful that they decided to do this tonight.

Ginny and I made dinner while Ron and Harry set the table and found music; now we're all sitting around the table as we finish our meal and discussing what's happening in all our kids lives.

Just as we are about to clear the table I hear the floo network active in the living room and in comes Hugo, smiling from ear to ear and looking more like Ron than he ever has before.

"I did it! I'm in!!" he says excitedly and before we have the chance to ask, "I get to play Beater on Saturday!! Will all of you come?"

He looks so happy that my heart feels like its swelling in my chest as we all hop up to hug him and congratulate him. He takes off quickly, wanting to share the news with his best friends, Luna's sons, Lorcan and Lysander, so we all sit back down at the table. Harry and Ron instantly start talking about the match coming up and I actually find myself getting excited to go see the game. I've gone before of course, but this time it seems even more special.

"I can't believe we're going to go watch our son, our nephew, and our son-in-law, play a professional Quidditch game. Oh! I bet Rose will be there!" I say happily, I can't wait for her to get back from her honeymoon.

"Yeah Hermione, you actually seem legitimately excited," Ginny laughs.

Just then a thought occurs to me, and I quickly get up from the table and nod to Ginny to follow while Ron and Harry start talking tactics. When we get into the kitchen I go straight to the cupboards and start looking.

"Okay Hermione what are you looking for?" I smile at Ginny when I see the bottle I had been searching for in the back of the cupboard. I grab the bottle of wine that Ginny bought me all those years ago, the night before I had the twins, and smile at her as I turn around.

"Remember how I promised we'd drink this together?" I say and she grins. We grab a couple of glasses and I pour us the wine but before we take a drink, Ginny insists on making a toast.

"To the health and happiness of all of our children, to each other, to our wonderful husbands, and to our kids winning that blasted game on Saturday," she finishes, while chuckling, and we 'ting' our glasses together and take a sip of wine.

Ron and Harry walk in and as Ron puts his arm around me, Harry does the same to Ginny and says, "So you guys came in here to drink? Without us?"

Ron taps his foot on the ground in a way that reminds me of me when I get disapproving, and adds, "I don't know ladies, I think I'm going to have to take 10 points from Gryffindor for this one."

We share a laugh and I pour each of them a glass as well, this time Ron is the one who makes a toast.

"Let's make this one to Hermione, my wonderful wife, mother of my eight children, who got this wine 15 years ago and saved it for this moment. To the love that we all share, and to each other," Ron says and Harry holds up his hand before we drink and wants to add something.

"To us; to the four of us being together through thick and thin, no matter what and forever, and to being there for our children as well who probably already feel like they have four parents," Harry smiles, "but seriously, to us, because there's nothing more important or more powerful in the world than what our love has accomplished."

We all nod to that and raise our glasses, "Cheers," we say at once, and then take a drink.

I smile as we finish off the last of the wine bottle an hour or so later. I'm sitting on Ron's lap like we're a couple of teenagers and as I look around my living room at all the pictures of my kids and of our family everywhere, I glance at the clock which now has five hands pointed at school, and I realize that in fifty years of living I am totally happy with my picture perfect life.