A/N: Merry Christmas to everyone! Thank you for sticking with me through this story and I'm sorry that I couldn't keep my promise of updating every week, I honestly didn't want this story to end and couldn't find the perfect way to do it until now.

Chapter 10: Epilogue

Hermione was exhausted. There was no amount of sleep that would help either, too many sleepless nights in a row meant that the days started to blend together. Charlie looked just as tired.

Being a parent was hard.

"Mum's expecting her in a few minutes," Looking up, Charlie was craddling their little one in his arms a tuft of red hair adorning the top of her hair. "We should get ready."

Charlie was already dressed and had the bag packed for Amelia to go, they were just waiting for Hermione to put her outfit on now.

Ten minutes later they were walking through the fireplace and into the Burrow immediately surrounded by the other Weasley's.

"She's so cute!", "Look at that hair!", "Is she sleeping through the night?" the questions came at them rapid fire until Mrs. Weasley elbowed her way through the crowd.

"Let me see my granddaughter." Charlie handed her over to his mum watching at the matron's face broke into the widest smile they had seen since winning the war three years prior. "She's perfect."

Everyone was there. Bill and Fleur with their daughter Victoire, who was two and a half. George and Angelina who were engaged to be married, Ginny and Harry who had been married almost immediately after the war, and Ron. Percy and his fiancee Audrey would be stopping by later, he was starting to repair the ties to his family but it was still difficult, Percy had missed so much.

Hermione was embraced by her best friends, it had been difficult for the three of them, more difficult than most and they had found solace in their families and loved ones but no one would understand what had happened better than each other.

"Are you alright love?" Charlie asked embracing his wife. "We can go home if you want."

"I'm fine. I need to understand that things are going to be normal now." Molly was still cooing over Amelia on the couch. "I need to remember that she's going to grow up in a better world."

His thick arms held onto Hermione, Charlie was being her strength as he had been for years. "She will, we'll both make sure that happens."

Dinner meant everyone packed around the kitchen table, elbows bumping and conversations muffled by the delicious meal. Afterwards everyone made way to the family room for drinks.

Victoire was asleep in Bill's arms, Amelia asleep in Arthur's, and everyone else was fading from their full stomachs and the warmth of the room.

"Off to bed, all of you!" Molly ushered everyone towards the stairs. "Christmas is tomorrow, we've all got to be awake for presents!"

And do the Weasley's all went to bed, a bassinet set up in Charlie's old room for Amelia and a cot in Bill's room for Victoire. Angelina had left to spend Christmas morning with her family leaving George and Ron to sleep in their own beds without anyone else sharing the space, those who were married shared with their spouses, and all of them had just been sent to bed by their mother.

It was fine though, Hermione and Charlie were fast asleep almost instantly wanting to sleep through the night before the excitement Christmas morning would bring.

Amelia, however, had other plans and woke them up squealing for food just as the sun was rising. Giving his wife a break, Charlie hopped out of bed and bundled her up in his arms taking her to the kitchen and warming up milk for her.

Molly emerged only a moment after Amelia had calmed down smiling at her son. "Happy Christmas." She whispered brushing the red hair back from his forehead.

"Happy Christmas mum, did you sleep well?"

"I did, although it looks like someone else didn't." Amelia was falling asleep halfway through her bottle, it seemed she wasn't as hungry as usual and was only interested in a snack. "Is Hermione still asleep?"

He nodded. "She's been taking so many long nights for Amelia, the least I can do is let her sleep over Christmas."

The pair of them sipped on some tea while breakfast was made, after about an hour the rest of the family arrived in the kitchen still in their pajamas ready to open gifts and eat a delicious breakfast.

Sitting around the tree Bill was handing Victoire parcels to run to various family members until there was a mountain in front of each person, only then did the Weasley's start ripping through the paper.

"There's one more gift for you." Charlie whispered to his wife pulling a small package out of his jumper. "Amelia hopes you like it."

Opening the box Hermione laid her eyes on the most beautiful locket she had ever seen. It was silver, so new her face reflected back on the front, and on the inside was the smiling face of their daughter along with a picture of Charlie and Hermione on their wedding day.

Nothing else mattered in that moment, all she saw was Charlie, her loving husband holding their daughter. "I love it."

"Don't tell me, she's the one who picked it out." Amelia was smiling as she passed into Hermione's arms for a hug and kiss. "Happy Christmas."

"This is the best Christmas I could have ever asked for."