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The Harmony Epilogue-The one you can stick in your book.
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So I've done it. I actually took time out of my busy life and wrote this up. Actually I did it when I didn't have the net working and I was just bored. Took me two days but I couldn't help myself. I did tweak the original Epilogue from DH. I want to know what you think. I  found it interesting how easy it was to do this.

Standard disclaimers apply. I don't want any profit out of this, I just want to see what would happen. And I respect JK Rowling as an author but I love to see what her characters really got up to after DH lol!!!! But look I did it for fun, If you sue me well you wont get anything other than an empty wallet and maybe tin cans, I am that poor thanks to Uni atm.




Nineteen Years Later....

Autumn seemed to arrive suddenly that year. The morning of the first of September was crisp and golden as an apple, and as the family dressed in woolly jumpers boobed across the rumbling road towards the great, sooty station, the fumes of car exhausts and the breath of the pedestrians sparkled like cobwebs in the cold air. Three large cages rattled on top of the laden trolleys that were pushed by three teenagers, while another trolley was being pushed by a young boy and his mother; the owl and cats within the cages made sounds of displeasure, and the tearful sounds of a girl who had brown hair trailed behind her siblings, clutching to her father’s neck as he was carrying her.
‘It won’t be long, and you’ll be going too,’ Harry told her soothingly.
‘But Daddy!’ sniffed Harriet as she looks at her father with a pout. ‘I want to go now!’
‘Daddy would miss you too much if you went now, but if you stay I will take you up on my new broom when we get back home, how about that?’ Harry said winking to his youngest daughter. Harriet’s mother however heard this and looked at him, her face loosing its entire colour as she clutched her heart. Harry looked at her and chuckled.
The commuters stared curiously at the peculiar family, as they wove their way through towards the barrier between platforms nine and ten.
Ronnie’s voice drifted back to Harry over the surrounding clamour; his sons had resumed the argument they had started in the car.
‘I won’t! I won’t be in Slytherin!’
‘James, give it a rest!’ said Hermione.
‘I only said he might be, I mean he could end up in Ravenclaw like those two’. James said as he pointed towards his sisters Daisy and Rose who gave their brother a nasty look as if they were ready to hex him.
‘You watch yourself bro-’ Daisy stated
‘We might not be able to do magic here-’ Rose continued
‘But wait till we get back to school!’ They both said simultaneously as their mother gave each of the children a stern eye and they all fell silent.
‘Take no notice of them sweetheart, it doesn’t matter what house your in, it’s what you learn that matters’ said Hermione as she placed a hand on his shoulder, Ronnie however looked like he was going to be sick. With a slightly cocky look over his shoulder towards his brother, James ran with his trolley towards his friends he saw standing under the clock that was nearing the time of eleven. He along with his friends ran through the barrier, followed closely by the girls. Harry, Hermione, Ronnie and Harriet stayed behind.
‘You’ll write to me, won’t you?’ Ronnie asked his parents immediately, capitalising on the momentary absence of his brother.
‘Every day, if you want us to,’ said Hermione.
‘Well not every day,’ said Ronnie quickly. ‘James, Daisy and Rosie say most people only get letters from home about once a month.’
‘We wrote to James and the girls, and not to mention Teddy and Sam when they were still in Hogwarts at least three times a week’ Hermione stated as she mentioned her two older sons. Teddy Remus, son of Remus and Tonks Lupin was Harry’s adopted son after the war, while Hermione adopted Samuel David, a little boy whose parents were in the Ministry that was killed during a raid. She took pity on the boy and adopted him as her own. Soon as she married Harry, they both legally adopted the boys and thus becoming their parents. Five years after they married they had their first son, James Sirius and not long after a year later they had twin identical daughters, Daisy Luna and Rose Ginevera. They had another son, Ronald Albus. However they would always call him Ronnie, as their Uncle always thought they were referring to him. Harry and Hermione thought they were done having children, that was till six years ago they had their youngest daughter, Harriet Jane.
Harry passed Harriet over to her mother as they both went through the barrier. Harry took this moment to share a few words with his youngest son.
‘You don’t want to believe everything he tells you about Hogwarts,’ Harry put in. ‘He likes a laugh, your brother.’
Side by side, they pushed the final trolley forwards, gathering speed. As they reached the barrier, Ronnie winced, but no collision came. Instead, the whole family had emerged on to platform nine and three-quarters, which was obscured by thick, white steam that was pouring from the scarlet Hogwarts Express. Indistinct figures were swarming through the mist, into which James and the girls had already disappeared.
‘Where are they?’ asked Ronnie anxiously, peering at the hazy forms they passed as they made their way down the platform.
‘We’ll find them,’ said Hermione reassuringly while Harriet was pulling her hand, wanting to go and play with the young Longbottom children, Hermione saw their mother, Ginny and gave a slight wave, Ginny responded with a slight smile and nod of her head.
The vapour was dense, and it was difficult to make out anybody’s faces. Detached from their owners, voices sounded unnaturally loud. Harry thought he heard Percy discoursing loudly on broomstick regulations, and was quite glad of the excuse not to stop and say hello…
‘I think that’s them, Ronnie’ said Hermione suddenly.
A group of four people emerged from the mist, standing alongside the very last carriage. Their faces only came into focus when Harry, Hermione, Harriet and Ronnie had drawn right up to them.
‘Hi,’ said Ronnie, sounding immensely relieved.
Odette, who was wearing an interesting blue and purple flowing dress dress with a crown of purple flowers in her cherry blonde hair, beamed back at him.
‘Parked all right, then?’ Ron asked Harry. ‘I did. But then of course your wife here didn’t believe I could pass a Muggle driving test did you? She probably thinks I had confounded the examiner or something.’
‘Excuse me, No I didn’t’ said Hermione, ‘I had complete faith in you.’ She gave a disgruntle look as she made her way towards Ron’s wife Luna and their young son Artimus. They were here to drop of their daughter for her first trip to Hogwarts.
‘As a matter of fact, I did confound him,’ Ron whispered to Harry, as together they lifted Ronnie and Odette’s trunks onto the train. ‘I only forgot to look in the wing mirror, and let’s face it; I can use a Supersensory Charm for that.’
Back on the platform, they found Harriet and Artimus having an animated discussion about which house they would be sorted into when they finally went to Hogwarts.
‘If you’re not in Gryffindor, we’ll disinherit you,’ said Ron, ‘but no pressure.’
‘RON!’
Harriet and Artimus laughed, but Ronnie and Odette looked solemn.
‘He doesn’t mean it,’ said Hermione and Luna, but Ron was no longer paying attention. Catching Harry’s eye, he nodded covertly to a point some fifty yards away. The steam had thinned for a moment, and three people stood in sharp relief against the shifting mist.
‘Look who it is.’
Draco Malfoy was standing there with his wife and son, a dark coat buttoned up to his throat. His fair was receding somewhat, which emphasised the pointed chin. The new boy resembled Draco as much as Ronnie resembled Harry. Draco caught sight of Harry, Ron, Hermione and Luna staring at him, nodded curtly and turned away.
‘So that’s little Scorpius,’ said Ron under his breath. ‘Make sure you beat him in every test, Odie.’
‘Ron, for heaven’s sake.’ said Hermione. ‘Don’t try to turn them against each other before they’ve even started school!’
‘You’re right, sorry,’ said Ron, but unable to help himself, he added, ‘just don’t get too friendly with him Odie, I don’t think I am ready to have a Malfoy as a son-in-law’
Hermione swatted Ron on the back of his head, while Luna was staring airily at him.
‘It’s all right dad, I have no time for boys’ Odette responded.
‘Music to my ears!’ Ron said as he went to hug his oldest.
‘Hey!’
James had reappeared without his trolley and owl and was walking with Sam who was wearing a training Healer uniform. Harriet ran straight to her brother who picked her up and started to swing her around. Placing Harriet on his shoulders, Sam walked up to his parents, kissing his mother on the cheek.
‘Sam! what are you doing here’ Hermione asked
‘Well Mum it’s not everyday your younger brother is starting Hogwarts, besides Teddy wanted to come and say goodbye personally to Victoire’ he said as he rolled his eyes back into his head.
‘Teddy’s back there,’ James stated, pointing back over his shoulder into the billowing clouds of steam. ‘Sucking face with Victoire he is’.
Harry took a glance over and true enough was his oldest son snogging Bill and Fleur’s oldest daughter. James looked up at the adults, evidently disappointed by the lack of reaction.
‘Our Teddy! Snogging!! I asked him why he was doing it’
‘You interrupted them!’ Hermione asked shaking her head. Daisy and Rose walked up to the family seeing James acting the way he was.
‘You’re just jealous James-’Rose started
‘-You wished it was you’ Daisy followed‘-snogging her’
‘-oh yeah…James wants to snog Victoire’ Rose said as Daisy started to make kiss faces at James and pretending to faint.
‘Girls, stop it’ Harry said as he checked the battered, old watch that had once been Fabian Prewett’s. ‘It’s nearly eleven; you’d better get on board.’
The girls were first to say goodbye to their parents and siblings as they made their way onto the carriages.
‘Don’t forget to give Neville our love! Hermione told James as she hugged him.
‘Mum! I can’t give a Professor love!’
‘But you know Neville-‘
James rolled his eyes.
‘Outside, yeah, but at school he’s Professor Longbottom, I can’t just walk over to him and give him, love…’
Shaking his head at his mother’s foolishness, he vented his feelings by aiming a kick at Ronnie.
‘See you later, Ronald. Watch out for the Thestrals.’
‘I thought you said they were invisible? You said they were invisible!’
But James merely laughed, permitted his mother to kiss him, gave his little sister a hug and a high five from his older brother and gave his father a fleeting hug, then leapt on to the rapidly filling train. They saw him wave, then sprint away up the corridor to find his friends.
‘Thestrals are nothing to worry about,’ Harry told Ronnie. ‘They’re gentle things, there’s nothing scary about them. Anyway, you won’t be going up to school in the carriages, you’ll be going in the boats.’
Hermione kissed Ronnie goodbye.
‘See you at Christmas.’
‘Bye, Son.’ Said Harry, as his son hugged him. ‘Don’t forget Hagrid’s invited you for tea next Friday. Don’t mess with Peeves, Don’t duel anyone ‘til you’ve learned how and don’t let James wind you up’
‘What if I am in Slytherin?’
‘The whisper was for this father alone, and Harry knew that only that moment of departure could have forced Ronnie to reveal how great and sincere that fear was.
Harry crouched down so that Ronnie’s face was slightly above his own. Alone of Harry’s children, Ronnie had inherited Lily’s eyes.
‘Ronald Albus,’ Harry said quietly, so that nobody but Hermione could hear, and she was tactful enough to be waving to the twins, who were now on the train. ‘You were named after a great wizard. One of the greatest headmasters Hogwarts has ever seen. Look, it doesn’t matter to us what house you’re in Ronnie. But if it matters to you, you’ll be able to choose Gryffindor over any house. The sorting hat takes your choice into account.’
‘Really?’
‘It did for me,’ said Harry.
He had never told any of his children that before, and he saw the wonder in Ronnie’s face when he said it. But now the doors were slamming all along the scarlet train, and the blurred outlines of parents and young children were swarming forwards for final kisses, last-minute reminders. Ronnie jumped into the carriage and Hermione closed the door behind him. Students were hanging from the windows nearest them. A great number of faces, both on the train and off seemed to be turned towards Harry.
‘Why are they all staring?’ demanded Ronnie, as he and Odette craned round to look at the other students.
‘Don’t let it worry you,’ said Ron. ‘It’s me. I’m extremely famous.’
Ronnie, Odette, Artimus, Sam and Harriet laughed. The train began to move and Harry walked alongside it, watching his son’s thin face, already ablaze with excitement. Harry kept smiling, and waving, even though it was like a little bereavement, watching his son glide away from him…
‘The last trace of steam evaporated in the autumn air. The train rounded a corner. Harry’s hand was still raised in farewell.
‘He’ll be all right,’ murmured Hermione.
As Harry looked at her, he lowered his hand absent-mindedly and touched the lighting scar on his forehead.
‘I know he will.’
The scar had not pained Harry for nineteen years. All was well.

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As a H/G R/Hr shipper I can honestly say this was good and I did enjoy it. Good Job.

coming from you I am astounded.

thankyou!

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oh damned!
u make me sad and happy....

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