Well this is it guys…I can't believe I'm finally finished with this. It ended up being much bigger than I had originally planned it to be. I appreciate everyone who stuck with me through it! Also all the wonderful reviews and everyone who marked it as a favorite….thank you. I am possibly thinking of doing a Rose/Scorpius story if there's interest. We'll see. Enjoy this last chapter and as always it all belongs to J.K. Rowling.

Epilogue- One Year Later

The sun was just beginning to rise in the east casting a beautiful glow across the Tuileries Garden. In the distance the Eiffel Tower glittered with the reflection of the light.

This was lost to the couple sleeping in the hotel room on the Rue de Rivoli. One half of the sleeping couple was just starting to stir. He moaned as he tightened his grip on his sleeping wife.

Ron Weasley reluctantly opened his eyes and glanced at the clock. It was six ten. He very gently placed a kiss on his wife's bare shoulder. She looked so peaceful sleeping soundly.

The past year had been one of recovery and healing for the Weasley family. They had slowly put the pieces of their lives back together. The first couple of months were the worst. They had mourned the loss of their baby and the loss of any future children. That was hardest on Hermione.

After her rescue she spent four days in St. Mungo's before she was released. Once home she suffered from horrible nightmares. Ron had pulled himself from all future missions until she was better. That had taken four months.

He spent six months battling for his sobriety. It was one of the hardest things he ever had to do. He had been moody and depressed a lot of the time. It was the love of his family that finally pulled him through. Had it not been for Hermione, Rose and Hugo he would be lying drunk in some gutter somewhere. Now he only had an occasional glass of Elderflower wine or champagne. He was in complete control of his addiction for the moment but he knew it could always be a problem in the future if he didn't stay on top of it.

Three days ago they had renewed their wedding vows at the Burrow surrounded by all their family and friends. Hermione had never looked more beautiful and Ron had never been more in love.

Two days ago they had left on a plane for Paris, the city of love, for their second honeymoon. A day and a half ago they had checked into this room and hadn't left since.

Ron kissed her shoulder again and rubbed his hand along her bare arm. He slowly pushed her very out of control hair aside and kissed her neck tracing a trail to her ear.

She moaned softly and turned so she was on her back. Her eyes remained closed. Ron smiled down at her and kissed her lips lightly. He then kissed the tip of her nose followed by both of her eyelids. He then returned to nuzzling her neck. He nibbled playfully against her collarbone.

She couldn't stop herself from giggling softly. "Ronald Weasley is there something you want?"

He rolled over straddling her. "I think you know exactly what I want." He pushed his erection against her.

She finally opened her eyes. "Haven't you had enough?"

He kissed her deeply. "I could never get enough of you."

She stretched languidly pushing her arms above her head. "I think it's time to get out of this room and actually see some of Paris today."

He pulled the sheet from her body. "Paris will be there. You on the other hand will never be here in this room in this exact position at this exact moment again. And you look so incredibly luscious." He covered her left nipple with his mouth and sucked gently while rubbing his thumb against her right.

She pushed her hands through his hair and gasped. He pulled away and smiled as he covered her lips once again. Hermione willingly gave herself to him. After all he was right. Paris had stood for over 2,000 years so a few more hours would not make any difference at all.

FIN