A/N: well my dear readers this is it! I want to take the time to thank each of you for reading and especially those who reviewed! I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did.

Hermione stood watching the crowds of friends and family pile into the small church in Godric's Hollow, she felt a hand on her lower back.

"Is this what you imagined as a child your wedding would be?" Sirius asked his wife as they took their place in the second pew.

"No, but she had such a different up bringing than I had." Hermione smiled as she watched her best friend be escorted by her godson to her place beside James. " I had the best wedding I could have ever dreamed up when I married you." Her voice had quieted as she watched the wedding procession make their way in the boys in wizarding robes and the girls in beautiful muggle gowns.

"So you never thought of marrying Harry?" Sirius finally asked.

"Never, if must know I was some what besotted with Ronald, now hush our godson is gettin married." She silenced her husband as they shifted their eyes. At 45 Hermione was pleased with her life, she had a living husband who had promised to retire in just a few short years, four wonderful children. The twins were both starting families, Stella was studying to be a healer and Rex had followed in his fathers foot steps and become an Auror straight out of Hogwarts. Young Hermione had oddly enough become a potions master and was currently gliding her way down the aisle towards Harry, her hair had mellowed, and was pinned up just so and she wore a gorgeous white ball gown. "I'm beyond sure, this is her path and I was lucky enough to find you on mine." Hermione whispered to Sirius as the minister started to speak. He leaned down and pressed his lips to her ear.

"What's meant to be will always find a way love."