Chapter 16

Life is built with speed bumps all along the pavement, so that if you're going too fast, you can learn to slow down. Harriet and Draco had their fair share of speed bumps, and they faced the rest of them together. The wedding occurred that summer and was elegant, but small enough so that Harriet wasn't overpowered by the paparazzi.

A few years later, they gave birth to their first child, Elizabeth Blair Malfoy-Potter. Yes, Harry and Draco Hyphenated their last name, and decided that their sons would be given the choice which name to take when they came of age. They chose for only the men to do this unless the women chose to remain unmarried, due to the excessive amount of name-changing that would be. Their sons were soon born after, Fredrick John and James Andrew in honor of both George's lost brother and James—both of which gave up their lives for the same cause. They both chose the name Malfoy and became aurors, visiting their elder sister as a healer quite often.

Their youngest daughter, Angelina Marie, married Hugo Weasley and became a herbologist like her Uncle Neville. She went on to teach at Hogwarts just in time to catch her little brother's 7th year. Albus Severus graduated with an E in herbology as a Slytherin and went on to become the minister of magic. He stayed in office just long enough to sort things out, and then handed to job over to Teddy Lupin. He took on his mother's last name and went on to become one of the greatest wizards in the world, along with his mother, Albus Dumbledore, and Minerva McGonagall, who died peacefully in her sleep after receiving an Award from the Minister of Magic at the age of 114.

As for Harry and Draco, they lived long and happy lives. Draco live until he was 93, when he died sitting by the fire, listening to Harry sing in his favorite chair. Harry passed away ten years later, with all of her children and grandchildren sleeping upstairs. She was sitting in Draco's old chair, humming to herself. She looked at all of the pictures on the mantle place and smiled. She closed her eyes, and greeted death like an old friend.

All was well.