Epilogue

A few years later:

Ginny Potter made her way down the bustling streets of London, weaving in and out of the mass of people who were out enjoying the rare sunny day. With her husband at work, today was the perfect opportunity to confirm her suspicions. Not to mention the fact that the quidditch season had just ended. Actually, the more she thought about it, the more she realized that the timing was perfect.

After they were married, she and Harry had continued living in the small flat in London. Sure, they really wanted to buy their own house someday, but they decided that they didn't want to settle for just any house. It had to be perfect. And then, just the other day, Harry had come home excited over a house he had found for sale in Godric's Hallow. She had been shocked, to say the least. Godric's Hallow was the last place on earth Ginny would have thought Harry would have wanted to buy a house. But when she saw it, she knew it was perfect. It was a bit farther from Holyhead then she would have preferred, but if her suspicions were right, that wouldn't matter much longer.

Arriving at her destination, Ginny looked left and then right to make sure she wasn't being watched before stepping into the quiet reception area.

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Harry felt as if he was walking on air. He had a job he enjoyed, was married to the love of his life and was about to buy the most perfect house. Sure, he'd had his reservations about buying the little piece of property in Godric's Hallow. After all, it was the place where his parents were murdered. But the more time he spent in the charming little village, the more he knew it was the perfect setting. He could almost imagine raising a family in the quant three bedroom cottage.

They hadn't had the chance to tell anyone about the house as of yet. Ron and Hermione were still on their honeymoon and Molly was busy planning another wedding. This time, it was Percy getting married. To say that the family was shocked, would have been an understatement. No one knew that Percy was dating Penelope again. After their meeting on New Year's Eve, Percy never mentioned anything. It was probably for the better, George would have taken the mickey out of him if he would have known. George was another surprise. He and Katie Bell had been dating for the last few years. It was the happiest anyone had seen him since that fateful night when Fred was killed. It had taken some time, but everyone seemed to be getting back to their lives after the war. Sure, the scars were still there, as they always would be, but scars fade over time. No one would forget the events that occurred and those they had lost, but it was nice to see that life did go on. Something Harry never thought he would be able to experience.

Whistling to himself, Harry jabbed the button for the lift. He was anxious to get home. Quidditch season was finally over so he and Ginny would be able to spend some quality time together, not to mention pack for their big move. Reaching the Atrium, Harry strode over to the apparition point, nodding his greeting to passing Ministry employees. Another big change over the past few years was the fact that everyone was starting to treat him normally. He wasn't stalked by the press as often and no one stared at him as they once did. Reaching the apparition point, Harry pulled out his wand and turned on the spot, landing a moment later in the sitting room of he and Ginny's flat. He looked around, expecting Ginny to be there but found the place deserted. Shrugging he moved into the kitchen and started to prepare dinner and put a bottle of wine on ice to chill. He was in the mood to celebrate.

About an hour later, he heard the sound of someone flooing into the flat and knew Ginny was home. Pouring two glasses of wine, he entered the sitting room and greeted her with a kiss and handed her a glass.

"What's all this?" said Ginny, looking about the flat. All the lights were turned down low and she could smell chicken baking in the oven.

"I figured we could celebrate," said Harry, pulling her down on the sofa next to him. He held up his glass for a toast. "To us," he said.

"To us," repeated Ginny. She clinked her glass with his but didn't drink any, opting to sit it aside instead.

"What's wrong?" asked Harry, furrowing his brow in confusion. He had made sure to get her favorite wine.

"I actually wanted to talk to you about something," said Ginny, nervously.

"Is it the house? If you don't like it we don't have to buy it," said Harry. He sat his glass aside and took her by the hand.

"No, it's not the house. The house is perfect," she said quickly. "I went to St. Mungo's today."

"St. Mungo's? Are you sick?" said Harry, clearly concerned.

Ginny shook her head. "No, I'm not sick," she said. "I'm pregnant."

Harry said nothing. She looked up and saw his mouth gaping open in shock. "Harry? Did you hear me?" she said, waving her hand in front of his face.

"I'm going to be a father?" he said just above a whisper. Ginny nodded and watched a grin spread across her husbands face.

"I'm going to be a father!" he said, louder this time as he got to his feet, bringing her with him. He wrapped her in his arms and lifted her off the ground, making her laugh out loud.

"Are you happy?" she asked when Harry placed her back on her feet.

"Ginny, you've made me the happiest man in the world."

The end.

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A/N: I want to thank all of my loyal readers for sticking with me through this story. This was my very first fan fiction and you've all made it a wonderful experience.

I was thinking about possibly writing a sequel. Let me know if you think I should continue the story! Thanks again!!! :)