Disclaimer: Neither Harry Potter or any of the characters featured are my own, they belong to the great J K Rowling.

Thank you for your support through this fic. This is the epilogue. I'm thinking of doing a sequel or perhaps a few one shots if you are interested. Let me know what you think.

Thank you for everything guys. It's been awesome.

RarRar93

November 2003

Hermione woke up on the 27th of November happier than she had ever felt before. Today was the day. Exactly two years before she and Fred had married in the grounds of the Burrow. It had been one of the greatest days of her life. They had honeymooned in the Maldives on their own little island. Hermione had returned surprisingly tanned considering how little time they had actually spent outside their room. They had moved out of the flat in January into a house just outside London in a wizarding community. George and Angelina had promptly moved into the house down the street about a month later much to Mrs Weasley's chagrin, she didn't approve of them "living in sin" again, in her eyes their living in the flat together was bad enough but a house was even worse. They had made up for it however by setting a date for their wedding. It had happened yesterday and had been a wild affair. Whereas Hermione and Fred's had been a relatively calm event with just a splash of madness courtesy of the twins, George and Angelina's had been utter mayhem, bright and colourful with explosions at every turn. It had been great fun, although she suspected Fred would be in need of the hangover potion she had set out for him last night.

She got out of the cosy bed leaving her slightly snoring husband to sleep a while longer and made her way into the kitchen to start on some breakfast. Yesterday had been fun. The older they got the more she found that the times they all spent together were precious which was a funny attitude to have at 24, but it seemed that, having lived through a war, they deserved these precious moments. It had seemed like everyone they knew on the planet had been there yesterday. The whole family and all the friends they had made over the years. Kids were starting to pop up left right and centre it seemed. Little Teddy was five years old and the cleverest, but possibly the cheekiest, kid she knew. Ron and Katie had just announced they were having a second child prompting Mrs Weasley to demand they got married this time to which the reluctantly agreed. Little Conor was very excited to be a big brother but was refusing to believe that the baby could be anything but a boy. Merlin only help Katie and Ron if it ended up being a girl, they were going to have an almighty tantrum on their hands. Ginny's baby bump was just beginning to show and she was driving Harry mad with her requests for a particular type of Gherkin that usually came at about three every morning. He had taken to stock piling them in the house so he wouldn't have to keep running out the 24/7 supermarket, the security guard was starting to make fun of him. Bill and Fleur's second child had been born last month. Two year old Victorie had her dad very much wrapped around her little finger, a trait Hermione very much believed that baby Dominique would pick up too. Charlie was yet to settle down but Hermione suspected it wouldn't be long, he had taken to turning the familiar shade of Weasley red whenever the question of who he was dating came up. Percy and Audery had married the year before and kept themselves to themselves, Audrey was nice enough and perfect for Percy but Hermione and the other girls found it difficult to keep up much of a conversation with her.

Neville and Luna had broken up the previous year and Luna had come back from her around the world trip for the wedding. She was now dating the grandson of Newt Scamander a match Hermione thought was made in heaven, they were both quite odd in their own little ways. Neville had settled down with Hannah Abbott and was mentoring with Professor Sprout at Hogwarts. The rest of their friends were either happily married or dating. Lee Jordan had gotten drunk at the twins New Years Eve party last year and had outed himself incredibly loudly to everyone there. He had been nervous to talk to Fred and George when he woke the next day but they pointed out that they had known since sixth year when they caught him staring at Cormac McLaggen's backside one too many times.

Hermione was disturbed by a noise behind her and turned to see her husband making his way into the kitchen wearing only a pair of boxers and rubbing his eyes.

"Morning Freddie. Pancakes?"

"Mmm, thanks Mi, oh and thanks for the potion, I couldn't work out which was up when I woke up, remind me never to drink that much again."

"I would, but you and I both know that the moment George has got back from Spain with Angie you and him will go out and forget where you live again. The poor Matterson's in our old flat, they're going to stop paying their rent if you keep randomly turning up drunk you know."

"Nah, the Matterson's love me, besides what do they expect, they're renting a flat above a joke shop, only natural they get disturbed every now and again."

"Hmm, that's not quite how I see it," Hermione smirked, "Syrup?"

"You're too good to me you know," Fred winked accepting the plate from his wife, "How are you so fresh this morning? Come to think of it I didn't see you drinking at all, were you keeping Ginny company on the fruit juice?"

"That juice was awful, gave me hiccups all night."

"That's because George spiked it with hiccup serum, it's the only one in our 'Spike Me' range that we 100% know is safe for pregnant women and he wanted to make sure Ginny got pranked too."

"Because nothing say's wedding like pranking all your guests. She'll kill him when he gets back." Hermione smiled unable to stop herself giggling.

"What does she expect? Just because Potter's knocked her up doesn't mean she gets a nine month pass on pranks… they're just more careful pranks." Fred grinned and took a large bite of his pancakes moaning in appreciation.

"How do you know its 100% safe for pregnant women by the way?" Hermione asked taking a much more delicate bite of her pancakes.

"Because Katie accidentally tested it about a month ago. George had tried to trick Ron by putting some in his tea when he came to see us but Katie picked up his cup instead. We rushed her to St Mungo's just in case but they tested her and the serum and said there was nothing wrong with it, so it's now formed part of our new 'Safe for Babies and Baby-Makers' range."

"Please tell me that's not what you're calling it?" Hermione frowned at her husband.

"Well we're working on it, that's one of the options, I rather like it." Fred smirked.

"Hmm, it's a bit vulgar but half your shop is I guess," Hermione laughed at the look of indignation on Fred's face at her insult, "Are you going to test the range on me?"

"The preggers range? Nah, would be a bit daft wouldn't it?"

"I dunno it might be useful…"

"Why would it be useful?"

"Because…"

"It would be pointless to test a baby safe range on you, you're not pregnant."

"Fred you're really not getting this are you?"

"Not getting wha-OH, HOLY MOTHER OF MERLIN," Fred leapt out of his seat sending his pancakes flying all over the kitchen, "You're… you're… you're... are you? Are you sure?"

"Pretty sure yeah, I took the test about a thousand times and Ginny did the spell on me yesterday before the wedding. I didn't want to say anything until after George was married. Fred... are you crying?"

"No…" Fred sniffed loudly several times and crouched down before Hermione's chair, "We're having a baby?"

"Yeah Freddie, a little baby all of our own." Fred pulled her into a tight hug and then leapt up with her still in his arms and spun her round crying "WE'RE HAVING A BABY" over and over again. Hermione laughed into his arms and pulled his face to hers and silencing him with a searing kiss.

"Happy Anniversary Fred."

Thought I would end on a bit of fluff. I hope you've enjoyed this fic as much as I have enjoyed writing in.

Thank you for your support and reviews it's been a lot of fun.

RarRar93

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