Chapter 34:

Epilogue:

It had taken her a year to master her thirst, but master it she had! She was the only other vampire besides Carlisle to have not tasted human blood even once.

Hermione had lost her magic with her previous life, but she'd gained something else, instead. She could control the elements and communicate with every living organism, whether it be a babe or an animal. Her new powers though had made hunting difficult for her, for she could hear the plight of the animals that ran helter-skelter at the mere sight of the vampires, and being just as compassionate as she always was, she never could bring herself to harm any.

That's where her other family had come through for her.

Edward had whisked her off to Isle Esme almost as soon as she had woken up and they'd stayed there for an entire year. He'd helped her reel in her burning thirst for blood and then stood by her as she mastered her new powers. His immense patience with her, mixed with just the right amount of encouragements and taunts had truly kept her going. The fact that she couldn't shield her mind from him anymore was something he thoroughly enjoyed, especially when she swore colourfully in her mind while he chewed her out for not practicing to control her powers or some such thing like that….

When he'd found her starving herself because she couldn't hunt down scared animals, he'd placed calls to Harry, Draco and Carlisle and between them, they'd come up with her diet plans.

Edward had left her by herself for a few hours, stranded on the lonely island. He hadn't told her then, but he'd gone to the other side to meet with Charlie Weasley for collecting a packet. Since she was starved beyond belief, and after accounting for the fact that she was a new born, they'd thought it best to keep Charlie and every other human away from her for the time being.

The second Edward had stepped off the boat, Hermione had accosted him. The smell of all that blood that clung around him was too much for her to take. Edward had simply smiled and handed her a packet.

She hadn't given a thought to what she was drinking, but when she felt her aura buzz lightly after she'd downed half the cannister, she'd looked at Edward in awe. He'd only smirked, said, "Dragon blood," and that had been that.

Without fail, Charlie sent in one pack every week. The magical power in the thick gory liquid, kept Hermione not just full for more than a week, but honed her skills so acutely that she could sway trees with just one look.

When the news of her attack had reached the magical ministries across the globe, they'd gotten together for a summit and vetoed the power of the Volturi. The underhandedness of the Lords and the blind faith of their followers had earned them all a quick death sentence and in turn, the vampires all over the world were brought under the jurisdiction of the Magical Ministries of their countries of residence.

Things were all falling into place, every chip fitting perfectly with the one beside it.

Harry had married Ginny and the two had officially adopted Teddy. Narcissa, along with Molly had become the grandmother to the eldest Potter child. Hermione was saddened by that, truth be told, but she knew it was the best move for Teddy. Little Victoire, Bill and Fleur's daughter was a great friend of his and he had enough aunts and uncles there to spoil him rotten. Not one to lag off, Aunt Hermione and Aunt Rosalie though had full plans of being the fun-aunts with whom he, and his other cousins should they wish, spent their summers with.

Draco was still enjoying his philandering ways, his mother and most of their friends waiting to see the day that dragon was saddled.

Ron and Pansy were going as strong as ever. May be there'd even be an engagement on the horizon, who knew…

Jake had proposed to Luna, not that she hadn't seen it coming. He wanted to marry her immediately, and so they had tied the knot within two short weeks.

And now, it was finally time for Hermione to join the Cullen family in Alaska.

"I'll miss this place," Hermione whispered against Edward's chest as they hugged each other, standing in middle of all their luggage packed perfectly in their glass house on Isle Esme.

"If you like it so much, we can always come back here for our honeymoon," Edward replied, dazzling Hermione with his smile.

"H… Honeymoon," Hermione stammered.

In answer, Edward went down on his knee and produced a black velvet box from his pocket. "I've waited for so long to give this to you. It's the last thing I have of my mother's. Please accept it and let me make you mine forever. I love you now, and I will love you forever. Do me the honor of being my wife. Marry me…"

"Yes!" Hermione yipped and dropped on her knees to hug him.

Needless to say, their chartered flight was delayed by a few hours…

And that was just the beginning of their eternity long romance…