Author's Note: I apologize to those who wanted to see what Hermione's dress and tiara looked like...for some reason, whenever I try to copy and past the link...my computer freezes up and then the internet closes itself out. So, I'm afraid, if you wanted to see the dress and tiara...leave a review and I will try to respond with the links, or at the very least...tell you where you can find them.

Alas! We have to come to the end. It's a fairly short epilogue, but I'm quite satisfied with it. At the moment, I am not planning a sequel but that may change. I really hope you enjoyed this story and if you did: please, leave a review and let me know. I almost feel as if I am unaccomplished, despite having actually finished this one, because here we are at the final chapter of this entire story and it only has one review! Maybe I'm just being to needy? ;]

Anyway, I really hope you enjoyed this story. I'm already working on my next one, you can find out information on it on my website; which you can get to by going to my profile page and clicking on homepage. It is titled, Her Last Mystery.

Epilogue:

"Letting Go"

His palms were sweaty and his heart was racing. He'd paced the room twenty times and he would pace it twenty more. Was this how it felt? Your wife in labor and they won't let you in the room? He could hear her calling for him, knew she was in pain and wanted him…only him. Finally, a Healer walked out and allowed him in and there she was. She looked amazing in that hospital gown and even beautiful with her hair sticking to her face from hours and hours of pain and suffering. She was absolutely beautiful. She called out to him over and over again saying it was time and this was it and he vaguely remembered the first time she went through this…with Lauran. He'd loved her then, he now realized. He'd loved her always and always would. With all the support he could, he helped her bring a new life into the world and when he heard that first cry and saw Hermione crying, he couldn't help but tear up a little himself.

"It's a girl!"

He heard the Healers proclaim that they had a baby girl and he wrapped his wife in a loving embrace, at which time the entire family made their way into the room. Lauran walked up to her mother and her father and a Healer placed their daughter into Hermione's arms and asked what they'd like to name her.

Hermione looked at Ron and Lauran and smiled, "If you don't mind, I'd like to name her Nymphadora Tonks Weasley."

All family in attendance questioned her reasoning, except for Lauran who didn't yet understand, but Hermione merely smiled again and said, "Tonks was an amazing woman whose life ended so tragically and for so long, I've been repressing that memory. I've been repressing every bad memory…with great failure…and so today, in tribute of Tonks and the bad memories I've tried so hard to forget, I want to name my daughter Nymphadora…but we'll call her Tonks. Memories can be dreadfully haunting, but I'd rather not live my life in horrible memories anymore. Memories, good or bad, are what keep us going and they remind us that no matter how hard we may have it now…it will always get better."

THE END