This is the last chapter in this story. I'm not going to write my own version of 19 Years Later, but I would have Harry and Hermione be together if I did.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything that you recognize of Harry Potter.

Harry left smiling at the fact that Hermione was alive, but it soon disappeared as Voldemort appeared. They both withdrew their wands at shot a spell at each other at the same time. Harry's red light was beating out Voldemort's green, and soon there was a small crack heard as the Elder Wand flew to Harry. Harry jumped up and caught it in triumph as Voldemort dissolved into the air. Harry had won and Voldemort was dead.

Hermione went to find Harry as soon as she knew they had won. The Death Eaters had retreated, so she was in no danger of being killed. She found him standing at the edge of the forest watching the sun rise. She walked up to him and took his hand. "Where's Ron?" Harry asked looking at her. "I'm sure he'll be along, but maybe we should go find him." Hermione replied.

They ran back to the scene of the battle and found Ron kicking rocks. "Ron, are you ok?" Hermione asked. "No, I'm not. Fred is dead." Hermione just stood there in shock. She had always liked Fred better of the twins, though she never told George that. Ron stopped kicking rocks and let out a huff of breath. She walked up to him and took his hand, and Harry took her other. No words being said were better with Ron. Ron broke the silence and said, "What are you going to do with the Elder Wand, Harry?" Hermione spoke, "What do you mean?" "It is the most powerful wand in the world." Ron replied. Harry cracked the wand in half and threw the two pieces into the depths of the forest. Ron watched in shock, but Hermione just said, "It's better that way."

"It's weird to think that this whole war is over now." Ron said. Harry and Hermione nodded. "This just means we'll be safe now." Harry said. "I hope so." Hermione whispered just as the sun came completely over the horizon.

That's the end of the story. Well…review!