Here it is- the longly anticipated epilouge! I finally was able to finish it- it took a while because I couldnt find what to write. I hope you like it, so- please review!!

-Disclaimer notice will be at the bottom-

FIFTHEEN YEARS LATER

I walked out of the shop, where many of our customers were buying joke products. Sighing to myself, I looked up at the sky- it was a sunset with blues, purples, pinks, yellow, oranges, and reds. 'I bet Elena is watching this right now,' I smile, and look down at my hand. My wedding ring glistened in what was left of the daylight, and I smiled. I turn around and see everyone leaving the shop. 'Must be closing time,' I thought, and wishing a few people farewell, I entered the shop to help close.

"Hey," I smile, as Ron comes around the corner. He nods once, and we begin to clean up the slight mess; but after a while- Ron stops me.

"George- go home," he says softly, and I look at him.

"But the shop-"

"I can close the shop tonight," Ron insists, smiling," Just go home and spend time with your family."

"Alright- thanks man," I tell him, giving him a brotherly high-five. I exit out the door and apparate to my house. It wasn't a big house, but it wasn't small either; it was rather pleasurable, and decent- just how I liked it. Up on a small hill that overlooked most of the land, lay a memorial, and I felt my heart somewhat drop in my chest. It had been about eleven years since I had lost my other half- my twin- Fred- in the battle against Voldemort. Lost in thought, I wasn't able to defend myself when they attacked.

"Gotcha!" yelled four young playful voices, and I soon found myself on the ground, with four kids on me. A fifth one soon found its way into the mix, and then I became the chair for five kids. I laughed along with them, and began tickling the closest ones.

"At least let your father rest after a long day at work before you bombard him," said a musical voice, trying to scold them- but with her voice and kindness- it was hard for her to do.

"Yes mother," they all said in unison, and got up off me. I hoisted myself onto my feet, and hugged all the kids at once. Then I turned toward their mother, who I kissed softly on the lips.

"Ew! Get a room!" one of the kids, said, and two of them covered their eyes. I laughed, and then ruffled hair of the one who had spoken.

"So- whats for dinner?" I asked, truly just now noticing my hunger.

"Mom made beef stew and biscuits!" one of the girls exclaimed, and I smiled.

"Okay- lets go shall we?" We went inside, and sat down at the table, and began to eat.

"Hey- dad, what's it like to go to Hogwarts?" asked my oldest son.

"Well, Jeff," I said, and all the kids began listening," The house you get sorted into becomes like a second family. Then all the classes and whatnot…"

"What houses are their again?" my eldest twin daughter, Sibrina, asked in her cute little voice that sounded similar to her mothers.

"Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw," I said, naming them with smiles, then with a frown said," and Slytherin."

"Slytherin's the evil one, right?" the second oldest boy asked me.

"Exactly Nick," I smiled.

"You were in Gryffindor, right daddy?" Haylee, Sibrina's twin, asked.

"Exactly," I nodded," And if the sorting hat is still using the same procedure- that's were each of you will be as well- along with your cousins."

"Gryffindor will be so stuffed with Weasleys!" Jeff laughed, and I nodded.

"None of us can go for at least two more years though," Nick pointed out, and everyone agreed. Jeff was the oldest, but he was only nine years old; then there was Nick, at eight years old, followed by Haylee and Sibrina, who were both six. Lastly, my youngest, Fred, who was only four- he looked just like me, which meant he looked just like my brother- his uncle- who sadly none of these guys ever met. We all finished eating, and talking about the day, and then it was time to go to bed. I said goodnight to all the kids, as I walked past their rooms, shutting off their lights. Sighing as I entered my room, I fell backwards onto my bed.

"Are we going to tell them? Or will it just be a surprise that in a couple months they have a new sibling?" Elena's musical voice asked me, laying down beside me and placing her head on my chest.

"Oh I don't know," I smiled," It's probably best, because I'm sure none of them know the process of how they get a new sibling yet." I felt her nod, and I could sense her hand move to her stomach. All the kids seen that their mother was getting bigger, but they thought she was just getting a little fat- which made me laugh at some moments. I remember back when Elena and I first locked eyes, and I saw the family I have today- minus the one now being talked about- this one was a bit of a surprise, to both me and Elena. She had only fore-seen five kids, not six. Either way, we were happy- and with that thought, we kissed, got up and went to bed.

Four months later, on the evening of October 9- much to my delight, George Jr. was born.

Disclaimer- I dont own Harry Potter- but I do own Elena, George Jr., Nick, Fred(George's 8 yr old), Haylee and Sibrina.

I dont know the names of the kids that George has in the actual HP series, so If happened to name one of them- i had no clue. But if one happens to be Fred- then I DONT own him. I just figured that it was appropriate for George to do that.