Five years later
Harry stood back, sunglasses on as Morgan slowly walked up towards the two graves, a few wild flowers clutched in her tiny hands. She looked just like her parents. Beautiful dirty blond hair, and bright blue eyes. She stood in a sundress before kneeing. Putting the flowers down on each grave, she leaned forward and kissed the two marble headstones.
"I love you mommie and daddy."
Harry walked forward before taking a moment of silence to look at the two graves. Slowly he offered his hand and she shook it. Both stood there for awhile before Harry looked down at her and made her giggle. Turning around the two walked out of the cemetery.
Philip Swann
1964- 1995
Dorothea Swann
1971- 1996
This was their magic, their daughter who would live on without ever seeing evil or fear in her entire life.
Harry walked on with her, as the sun slowly began to set.
The End.