Epilogue- 13 years later
"Eternity gives no answer."
-Anonymous
Autumn seemed to arrive quickly this year and the Potter family emerged onto Platform Nine and three quarters, which was obscured by thick white steam that was pouring from the scarlet Hogwarts Express. Indistinct figures were swarming through the mist.
"Promise me, you'll watch after your sister, Jacob?" asked Harry to his son.
Like his father, Jacob Potter had his dark black hair but had his mother's brown eyes. Jacob was already in his third year and looked across where he saw his mother talking to his sister, Isabella.
"I promise, dad. I won't let anyone bully her." Jacob sighed.
"That's my son." Harry laughed as he messed with his hair.
"Daddy!" yelled Isabella
Isabella Potter had her father's eyes and his dark hair but her hair was curly just like her mother's hair.
"Do you think I would be in Gryffindor or Ravenclaw?" she asked.
Harry laughed, "If you have your mother's brain, probably Ravenclaw."
"Jacob!" yelled a voice.
A boy about the same age as Jacob with dark blond hair and blue eyes came hugging his best friend. Behind him were his parents.
"It was about time, mate." Ron told Harry. "Luna and I were looking for you and Hermione everywhere." Ron complained.
"Well, we're here." Hermione said, "How are you Luna?"
"I'm fine, Hermione." Luna told her touching her big stomach, "We're expecting twins...girls!"
"That's wonderful!" squealed Hermione.
"Congratulations mate. You're going to have two daughters." Harry laughed.
"Yeah, Sammy's thrilled." Ron rolled his eyes.
"Hey Bella." Sammy's voice yelled as he hugged her. "Don't worry Uncle Harry; I'll protect her from all of those boys."
Hermione and Luna laughed while Harry looked at Ron with an anger look. The children hugged their parents and left to go to the train.
"You better make sure that your son doesn't flirt with my daughter anymore, Ron." Harry mumbled.
Ron chuckled as he moved away from him and kissed his wife's forehead.
The train didn't start yet and students were hanging from the windows nearest them. A great number of faces seemed to turn to the Potter's.
"It's a tradition Hermione." Harry whispered to his wife.
"Of course." Hermione laughed.
Hermione closed her eyes, transformed herself into a phoenix, and flew around everyone making the students jumped with joy. Hermione returned to her human form as the train began to move and stood next to Harry.
"They're going to be alright."
Harry put his arm around his wife and kissed her on the head. Then, touching his scar, "I know they will be." His scar hasn't hurt him for 13 years.
THE END
