Epilogue

Lucius Malfoy laid on a bed of white cloth, surrounded by only his closest family and friends. His hair was white and long, splayed out beautifully over his pillow. His skin was translucent, blue veins making pathways all over him. Wrinkles heavily covered his thin arms and hands, but his old face was oddly smooth. The proud man he once was was still there, slightly hidden by age.

To his right was his son, Draco Malfoy and his son, Scorpius. Draco appeared calm, but his eyes were puffy from late night tears. On his left was Lucius's wife, Narcissa, who had managed to conjure up tears of her own. She was stroking his thin hand, running her fingers over and over his simple wedding ring. A smattering of a few other people were in the room.

Lucius sighed and smiled as best he could but his mind was focused on the next phase. He closed his eyes slowly and took a deep breathe. He had already said his last remarks to each person a few minutes before. Now, it was time to say his last remarks to himself.

"Severus…"

He stopped holding on and let himself go.


Gah! This is it, everyone.

Thank you to the many of you who have read this. Thank you to those who have been with this since December 2011 and thank you to everyone after that. Thank you to everyone who posted reviews and told me what they thought. I know that are some really amazing, awesome people who have stuck with this for so long and have never sent in a review about what they think. Now is truly the time to speak your mind.

I may post an extra chapter, about some of the events from the perceptive of Lucius. I need to know what you think: should I or should I not?

Lastly, thanks to nuclear_glitter, who saw all my potential and helped kick my arse into action. You really helped me become who I am now. She is the best beta anyone could ask for.

Thank you. Merci.

The Invisible Indie Kid.