Author's Note: Here's the final chapter for Forgotten Affairs. I hope you all have enjoyed this story and thanks for the wonderful feedback! This has been my favorite story to write so far.

If you're interested, I do have another story up and running. It's called The Bond. It's another H/H story about Harry and Hermione dealing with a situation they are thrown into after the events of Deathly Hallows (I apologize I'm not the best as summaries).

Harry quietly entered the hospital room and smiled as he saw Hermione with her eyes closed, holding a sound asleep James in her arms.

"I'm awake," she replied, prying one eye open. He walked over to her. "I didn't have the heart to put him back in his crib."

"And you say James is going to have me wrapped around his finger," he joked, and she laughed softly.

"What can I say? I've never been so in love before."

"Me, either," he said, rubbing James' head through the hat. "How are you?"

"I'm doing a little better. I'm just so tired."

"You need sleep," he replied, rubbing her cheek.

"I sleep and he's hungry again. Merlin, this parenthood, isn't it?"

"That's what they say."

"It's all worth it," she said, leaning down to kiss her son's head. "I can't get enough of him."

He carefully took James from her and put him back into his crib. He then went back over to her bed and sat across from her.

"I love you."

"I love you, too," she said, grabbing his hand.

"What do you say? Ready for another kid?"

"No!" she said, laughing at him. "You must be out of your mind."

"I may also be a little sleep deprived," he joked, and she smiled at him.

"Ron told me you got hurt. Why didn't you tell me?"

"I'm fine," he replied, shaking his head. "I didn't need to come here."

"As long as you're ok," she said, and he pushed a piece of her hair that fell out of her ponytail back behind her ear.

"I like that you care about me."

"You should go home and get some sleep because you're acting really weird."

He smiled softly at her, his hand pressed tightly against the box in his pocket. He leaned in and captured her lips with his, pulling the box out of his pocket as he did so. With her eyes still closed, he opened the box, his heart pounding in his chest. She opened them, and her breath caught in her throat.

"Hermione Granger, I know we have only been dating for seven months, but we've been best friends for nearly ten years. We have a son together, we've started a whole new life together. I have been in love with you for the longest of times, and when we got together, it's like you brought a new side of me out. I love you and James more than you could ever imagine, and all I want is for all of us to be a family. Will you marry me?"

She stared at him, unable to breathe. The diamond ring glistened up at her from inside the box, and her mind was going into overdrive.

And she knew, without a doubt, what her answer was.

"Yes!" she said, nodding her head.

He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her, burying his face into her hair. Hers buried itself into the crook of his neck.

He pulled away and he showed her the ring. She stared at it, unable to say anything. He grabbed her hand and put the ring on her finger, happy with himself that he had taken one of Hermione's rings to measure for this one. It slid on perfectly, and she stared down at it.

"It's beautiful," she whispered, as the diamond glistened in the light.

"I was in Romania, and I couldn't stop thinking about you. I found myself unable to sleep, because I had grown accustomed to sleeping next to you. When we got a break, I talked to Neville, and I knew what I wanted. I wanted to be with you-forever. He told me of a great jewelry shop not far from where we were located, and we went to check it out. My eye fell on this ring, and I hoped that you would fall in love with it just as much as I did. I love you, Hermione. I can't say that enough."

She leaned in and captured their lips together, her eyes watering at Harry's speech. He pulled away and wiped her tears off, smiling softly at her.

"Happy?"

"I'm very happy," she said, grabbing his hand. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

"Good morning, James," Harry said, as he picked his son up from the crib. He smiled down at him, happiness flowing through him as he saw the brown eyes stare back up at him.

Hermione was still asleep, and he tried his best to keep quiet. He changed James' diaper before he went over to the chair next to the bed and sat in it.

"How is it that you came into the world and stole everyone's hearts instantly?"

James let out a yawn before he reached his arms up. Harry readjusted him in his arms and held his finger out to him, laughing slightly as James grabbed it in his hand.

"Well, your mum was right. You have me wrapped around your finger."

"I knew he would," Hermione said, and he turned to look at her. She was laying on her side, smiling at her fiancé and son.

"Sleep well?"

"As well as I could. How is he?"

"I changed him, but he might be hungry. He hasn't cried yet, though."

"I'll try feeding him," she said, and she sat up in her bed. He handed James off to her and she began to feed him.

"Does it hurt?"

"A lot," she replied. "At least he doesn't have teeth."

He sat on the edge of her bed and rubbed his eyes. Hermione looked at him.

"You're an amazing father, Harry."

"And you're an amazing mum," he replied, kissing her head. "Andromeda is bringing Teddy by sometime today."

"Do you want to meet your brother?" she asked James.

"You two will be going to Hogwarts together."

When James finished eating, she gave him back to his father. Harry positioned him over his shoulder and started patting his back.

"I remember when you were there for me, helping me take care of Teddy, because I had no idea. You helped me figure out what I needed to do."

"Now look at you."

"I'm more than ready for this little guy."

"Mummy is so ready to take this little guy home. Yes I am," she said, tickling his stomach when Harry held him in his arms. "Do you think he recognizes our voices from in there?"

"I don't know," he replied. "He smiled at me when I first talked to him."

"I bet he recognizes you," she said, rubbing the top of James' head. "You talked to him every day."

There was a knock on the door. They both said come in, and Andromeda walked in with Teddy walking beside her.

"There he is," Hermione said, smiling at Teddy. She picked him up and sat him on her lap. "Teddy, this is James. This is your brother."

"Broder!" he said, pointing to James.

"Look at him," Andromeda said, taking James from Harry. "He couldn't look more like you if he tried, Harry."

"He's definitely a daddy's boy, that's for sure," Hermione laughed. Harry smiled.

"I already lost Teddy. I wasn't losing him, too."

"Oh, whatever," she replied, kissing the top of Teddy's head.

"The two of you are a great couple."

"I'd like to think so," Harry replied, and Hermione smiled in response.

"Is that what I think it is?" Andromeda said, noticing the ring on Hermione's finger.

"It is. Harry asked me last night."

"Congratulations," she said, smiling at both of them.

"Thank you."

"Welcome home James," Hermione said, as Harry brought the carrier into the house. He sat it on the ground and removed James, smiling at him.

"Welcome home, buddy."

Harry walked over to the bassinet and put him inside. Hermione walked up to them and smiled down.

"He's amazing."

"Why don't you go get some rest," he replied, looking up at her.

"I'm fine. You need rest more than anyone."

"I've ran on much less trust me."

She moved to the couch and laid across it. He lifted her legs up and sat down, putting her legs on his lap. He took her shoes off and started massaging her feet.

"Feels so good to be home."

"I bet it feels good not to be pregnant anymore."

"I kind of miss it. It's sad not to have my belly, but I'm so glad he's here."

"You know we could always have more kids so you can get your belly back," he said with a grin. She rolled her eyes and smiled at him.

"Not anytime soon, love."

"If that's what you wish."

"Tell me when you wanted to propose."

"I was going to ask you before James was born. I had planned on taking you out to dinner and asking you. When I found out you were about to give birth, I had to shift focus a little. I didn't even get a chance to ask your parents until afterwards."

"They know?"

"They know," he said with a nod. "I asked for their blessing."

"Sorry I ruined your plans," she said with a smile.

"You didn't ruin anything. I still asked you, didn't I?"

"And I answered," she replied, picking her hand up to glance at the ring. He grabbed for her hand and kissed it.

"I love you."

"Love you, too."

"You're so cute!" Hermione said, smiling at James. "Merlin, I can't get enough of you."

The fireplace roared to life and Harry stepped out. He dusted himself off before he went to sit next to Hermione.

"How was your day?"

"I'm so tired, but I can't get enough of him. I love him so much."

"Daddy's home now," he said, taking him from her, "and I can do everything but feed you."

"I just fed him, so he should be good for a while."

"Should be," Harry laughed.

"I'm going to start dinner. Ron should be here soon."

"Do you really think it's a good idea to tell him first?"

"I think he'll be mad if he finds out from anyone else. He deserves to know."

Harry nodded before he looked down at James. The little brown eyes stared up at him for a minute before closing, beginning to fall asleep in his father's arms. Harry rubbed the top of his head and leaned down to kiss it.

"Your mummy's right. We can't get enough of you."

Harry checked his diaper, and shook his head when he discovered it was full. "I did promise your mum that I would do everything but feed you."

He walked over to the changing table and changed his diaper. He then placed his in the bassinet and went to help Hermione in the kitchen.

"Want to put those in the oven for me?"

He nodded and put them into the oven. He then wrapped his arms around Hermione's waist and planted a kiss on her neck.

"Smells delicious."

"You're going to have to wait for dinner."

"Fine," he said, stealing a carrot from her. She turned around and gave him a look.

James' cry came from the living room. Harry turned back around and saw Ron hovering near the bassinet, trying to quiet him down.

"What'd you do to my kid?"

"I was just saying hi and he freaked out."

"You probably scared him." He leaned down and picked James up. "Don't worry about it, mate. Babies cry a lot."

"You act like this is my fault," Ron grinned. He held his arms out while Harry put James into them. "Happy to be home?"

"You know it. Hermione got a lot of sleep last night other than when she had to feed James. I stayed up with him."

"I can tell. You look exhausted."

"Dinner will be ready soon," Harry said, sitting on the couch. Ron sat on the other side.

"And here I thought that I would eat and leave."

"You know it's never that easy."

"It is for this little guy. He sleeps most of the time."

"The simple life, right?" he asked, taking James back from Ron.

"Hello, Ron," Hermione said as she walked into the living room.

"Hermione."

"Dinner's about ready."

He nodded, and Harry moved to put James back into the bassinet. He then sat next to Hermione and grabbed hold of her hand.

"Ron, there's something we need to tell you."

"You're not pregnant again already, are you?"

Hermione closed her eyes while Harry let out a chuckle. "No, Ronald."

"I asked Hermione to marry me, and she said yes."

"Really?" he asked, nodding his head. "Congratulations."

Harry and Hermione turned to look at one another. They then turned back to Ron with shock written over both of their faces.

"You're not mad?"

"Why would I be mad? I told you I'm over it."

"We wanted to tell you first."

"I'm flattered."

"I better go check on the dinner," she said, and walked back to the kitchen.

"You're really not mad?"

"How many times do I have to convince the two of you? No, I'm not mad."

Harry pressed his lips together, trying not to press the subject. He threw his head back against the couch and yawned as exhaustion got to him.

"I'm going to see if Hermione needs help with dinner."

Ron nodded and Harry took off towards the kitchen.

"He took that better than we thought."

"I don't buy it," she said softly. "He's not as over me as he says he is."

"He's willing to let it go so we can move on. We owe him a lot."

"We do," she whispered, turning towards him. "Dinner is a good start."

"Need any help?"

"Hey," Ginny said, as she entered Ron's apartment. He nodded at her. "I heard that you know about Harry and Hermione."

"I do."

"How are you doing?"

"Why do I keep getting asked that question?"

"Because of the way you reacted when you found out about them."

"I already told them and I'll tell you: I'm fine. I'm happy for them."

She eyed him, almost in disbelief. "I don't believe you."

"Then don't."

"You're completely ok with the woman you love getting engaged to another man."

"I don't love her anymore!"

"You'll always love her, you just chose to let her go."

"I don't love her anymore; I really don't. Now, are you going to be here long? I have somewhere I have to be."

"Where, exactly?"

"Not your business," he said, turning away from her. "I really am happy for them. They have a child together it only makes sense for them to be together as well."

She remained silent as she stared at her brother. She let out a deep breath and turned towards the door. "You have a good heart, Ron."

She walked out the door. He turned to the mirror and checked his appearance before he also walked out the door and apparated away. When he reached the place he wanted he knocked on the door, closing his eyes as he did so.

"Hello, Ronald. Are you ready to go?"

"Ready, Luna," he said, holding his arm out to her.

"Harry!" Hermione moaned as she rolled over in the bed. Not far from it James cried.

"I'm on it," he said tiredly, grabbing his glasses. He got out of the bed and walked over to James. "What's the matter, James?"

He picked him up and gently rocked him in his arms. James smacked his lips together, and Harry chuckled.

"Oh, mummy," he called, walking over to her. "I believe our child is hungry."

"All this kid does is eat!" she said, sitting up in the bed. She took James from him and began to feed him. "I guess you can go back to sleep."

"Nah. If you're going to be awake, then I will be, too."

She leaned back against the headboard and closed her eyes. "I'm glad I took quite a lot of time off of work. I would be so exhausted at work if I hadn't."

"There's no rush to go back to work, either. Whenever you want to."

"Thanks," she said, cooing down at James. "I'm glad you're off today. I've missed you."

"I'm happy to be off, too. I hate being away from the two of you for so long."

She leaned over and gave him a quick kiss, smiling softly at him as he did so. "You're the best, you know that?"

"I know," he replied, grabbing for Hermione's hand.

"I've been thinking," she said quietly, and he turned his head to look at her. "I don't want a big wedding, or one that's going to take a really long time. I just want to be married to you. I want us to be a family."

She looked down at James. Harry smiled softly.

"Whatever you want. I just want you to be happy."

"I'm so happy. You and James are my everything."

"As are the both of to me."

James started screaming, and Harry took him from Hermione. He positioned him over his shoulder and started to gently pat his back. A moment later James burped, and Harry repositioned him to lay in his arms. He started rocking him, and James' eyes closed.

"He loves his daddy," she said quietly, as he stood up to put James into the bassinet. She got up and walked over to the bassinet, smiling down at her son.

"He's amazing," Harry replied, as he wrapped his arm around Hermione's waist. He leaned down and kissed her head, thinking to himself how much has changed in the last year.

And no matter what the future held for them, they would face it together. They were a family, and they always would be.