-Twelve Years Later-

I hummed softly to the baby in my arms, rocking him into a blissful sleep. I smiled at the beautiful boy in my arms, his eye lids closed, his breathing steadying. This week had been my first week back at St. Mungo's since I had him, and I already missed seeing him every day. I loved my work, but not as much as I loved being here with children, rocking them to sleep.

I pressed a light kiss to his forehead, and laid him down in his crib.

"Goodnight Nile," I whispered.

I was surprised to see my husband leaning against the doorframe, watching me. I scowled at him, and pushed him out of the nursery, shutting the door softly behind me.

"How long have you been standing there?" I asked.

"Only a few minutes," Scorpius replied, "I heard you humming our song, so I came to watch you."

We made our way to our kitchen so I could finish up making lunches for tomorrow's picnic.

"Did Evynn go to sleep alright?"

Scorpius nodded, sitting on a stool. "She fell asleep during the middle of the story actually. Preschool must really being wearing her out. Did the twins give you trouble?"

I sighed. "Asher was fine as usual. Addie not so much."

"Must be the terrible twos."

I threw the sandwiches into the basket, put a quick cooling charm on it, and set it on the counter.

"Is Dom and Will going to make it to the picnic?" Scorp asked.

"She said they would try their best, Pamela has ballet class and they are hoping afterwards they can make it."

Dominique had done exactly what she said she was going to do. The summer after our sixth year, she would apparate to Nana's, then walk into town to spend time with Will. After seventh year, they dated for about 14 months before she finally decided to tell him that she was a witch. He didn't take it so well to begin with, not nearly as well as Charlotte did when Fred told her. He broke up with Dom but that lasted about 2 weeks before he came to terms with her being a witch and came back.

"It should be an interesting picnic. Didn't Albus say that Cabe showed signs of magic the other day?"

"Yep," I replied, "Sarah thought she saw some floating cars attacking Zoe's crib, but when she entered the room they fell to the ground. He won't admit it either of course."

Scorpius chuckled. "Won't that be fun when our little bundles of joy start showing signs? I can see Addie accidently causing every glass in the house to shatter one day when she gets angry."

"Merlin help us," I muttered.

The two of us made our way up the stairs and down the hallway to our bedroom, peeking in the doors to make sure the children were all fast asleep.

The twins shared a room for now. Both of them had the same silvery blond hair as their father. Asher slept with his thumb in his mouth, clutching his stuffed dragon that his great Uncle Charlie got him for his birthday. Addie was splayed out on her bed, blanket on the floor, her own stuffed dragon in her hand dangling off the bed. Her toy broom was lying in bed with her. She couldn't sleep without it. I quietly tip-toed over and put the blanket back over her.

I looked in Evynn's room, smiling as I saw my daughter curled up in the corner of her bed. Her strawberry-blonde curls were in a tangle on her pillow, and I knew that tomorrow it was going to be hard to brush it. Her room was a mess; toys were spilled out everywhere. Currently she was fascinated with the idea of pirates, so her toy box had to be emptied so it could serve as her ship.

Nile was only two months old. His hair hadn't come in yet, and the family had bets on what color it would be. My dad wanted it to be red, my mother wanted it to be brown like Hugo's daughter. I had a feeling it was going to blonde, just like his father's.

In my bedroom there were four pictures hanging on the wall, and two more in frames.

The first was on the last day of Hogwarts. Dom, Nicola, Sarah, and I were hugging goodbye, tears in our eyes.

The second one was at the Quidditch World Cup, in the center of the field. That was the first year that Perry was the keeper for England, and James was the seeker. I had my arms around the both of them, even though they were sweaty from the game. Perry was only 18 when they won the World Cup.

The third one was at Christmas, and my gigantic family were all laughing and smiling as we scrunched together in one picture, everyone wearing their sweaters.

The fourth was our wedding day. Sarah was my maid of honor. Albus was Scorpius's best man. The wedding was perfect in every way. It was the best day of my life.

On the dresser sat the two photos in frames, both alike but extremely different. Both were taken at Remembrance balls. Both were of Scorpius and I dancing. But in one of them I thought I hated him, and the other I knew I loved him.

I crawled into bed beside Scorpius, and laid my head on his shoulder.

"Remember when you loathed me?" I asked, using my finger to trace patterns on his arm.

"I never hated you," he said, putting his arm around my shoulders and pulling me closer, "I just didn't realize at the time that my strong feelings for you were love."

We lay there for awhile, reminiscing about our school days.

"Life really was eventful back then, wasn't it?"

"It was," he agreed, "And it still is. We should probably get some sleep before Nile wakes up again."

He flicked his wand to turn off the light, and I repositioned myself so I was curled up against his side.

"Goodnight Rose," Scorpius said.

"Goodnight Scorp," I replied, "I love you with all of my being."

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Macey.