(Happily) Ever After

"Come on, Dad!" Cries the impatience of a young boy with fiery red hair. His father looks down at his son with exasperation. He decided to take his youngest son to his workplace this afternoon. Well, he didn't really decide it; so much as his wife did for him.

"Now Ron, calm down, you don't see your friends making such a fuss to hurry up."

"That's just because they're trying to be nice."

The boy mumbles to himself. His friends, one boy and one girl, laugh at his now pinking ears and attempt to change the subject.

"What's the Ministry like, Mr. Weasley?"

"I'm glad you asked that Hermione. It's wonderful, all full of fun magic—er, of course everyone's busy with their work to notice such trivial things."

The man corrects, half way through his sentence.

They arrive at the Ministry with only a few more remarks from Ron. Mr. Weasley quickly shuffles the three twelve year olds into the phone booth as comfortably as possible before dialing the number to send them down into the hidden offices. The man brings the children down many corridors and through many elevators until finally they reach his department.

"Well children, this is were the magic happens, so to speak." He chuckles at his own joke. The third child, the second boy with dark hair and glasses, stares around.

"Wow, this is amazing, Mr. Weasley."

"I'm glad you think so, Harry."

"Having a fieldtrip down here, are we, Arthur?"

"M-minister, sir! Er, why yes sir, this is my son—" He points to Ron. "And his friends, Hermione Granger, and Harry Potter. They've come to watch me work today. Er, kids, this is the Minister of Magic himself, Mr. Riddle."

Tom Marvolo Riddle glances over the children. Looking at them reminds him of his own youth at Hogwarts—these thoughts bring a small, barely noticeable, smile to his face.

"They attend Hogwarts, I assume?"

"Of course, sir."

"What house?"

"All Gryffindor, sir."

Riddle nods his head, a small snort escaping from him.

"Well then, be on your way."

"Yes, sir."

Riddle walks away briskly without another word, making his way back to his office.

Closing the door behind him, he takes a seat at his large wooden desk. Picking up a large amount of pages from the stack on his desk, he starts to flip through it. Sighing, he looks up at the pictures of him and his family.

"Today seems to be a day for reminiscing."

He muses as his mind wanders over his past. Thinking back to his wedding day and the birth of his three children—as well as his children's wedding and their own births. Yes, Tom Marvolo Riddle is a grandfather of five. Well, two so far at least.

Hearing his door open, he looks up expecting to see his secretary Lucy and receives a great surprise when instead he sees his wife, Iris.

"Hello love."

She greets, a smile adorning her face.

"Hello my dear, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be training some interns in Romania for the next two weeks?"

"Yes, I should be, however, I thought that I could better used my time by spending it with my husband. Besides, there are others who can train the newbies."

She walks over to him and gives him a quick kiss, as if it's a habit of hers to see him and immediately kiss him.

"And for that I am thankful."

He pulls her down into his lap and kisses her more deeply this time. Once they pull away, Iris looks to see what he's working on this time around. However, she stops when she notices their family photo out of place. She picks up the frame and smiles at the moving people within the picture.

"Were you walking down memory lane, Morty?"

He smiles at the name she uses for him. Even though his employees in the office refer to him by his proper name, his family and close friends still call him Morty from their times in Hogwarts.

"Why yes, yes I was. I was thinking of Braxton, Xavier and Saskia, and you, of course."

"They grow up so fast, don't they?"

"Yes, well we get to do it all over again."

"That is very true, my dear."

Iris makes a humming sound and kisses her husband lovingly. Riddle kisses her back, and can't help thinking how lucky he's been in his lifetime.

"I'm truly living my own happily ever after."

A/N: Hey-o! Long time no write. Um, this ones a what if one shot of Iris living and Voldemort not taking vengeance on Myrtle. So yeah, REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!