One year later
Neville smiled at his tiny son, so small in his arms. Luna joined him on the couch and rested her head on his shoulder. Rayne twirled into the room and sat next to her father.
"Daddy, Peter is so small!" the little girl remarked with awe. Luna smiled at her family, the newest member snug in his father's arms.
"I remember when you were this young," Neville replied. "Except you looked more like you mum."
Luna giggled, "Peter looks like you, except for his eyes. They're sky blue."
She sighed with content. This moment could last an eternity and she wouldn't mind at all. In a matter of minutes, the children were asleep. Rayne's hand was in her father's and Neville was sleeping soon afterwards. Luna kissed each of them on the forehead before nestling in next to Neville. She wouldn't ever forget this.