A/N: Oh man, we're at the end! Thank you everyone who enjoyed this with me! It means the world to me that you loved this AU too! And without further ado, the Epilogue…

Ginny ran her hand along her daughter's wedding dress in her room.

"Are you sure you want Lily's wedding to be your last one?" Harry's voice sounded behind her.

She sighed. "We're not getting any younger, but I wanted to make sure I planned all our children's weddings. She's the last one."

Harry wrapped his arms around her waist, "The end of an era."

"Did I ever tell you that I used to hate the idea of wedding planning?"

"Really?" He nuzzled her neck. "You've been doing it for twenty-five years now."

"Amazing, yeah?" Ginny smiled, where had the years gone?

Harry tugged her out the door, "Let's get some lunch before Lils gets back from class."

Ginny followed him out the door, smiling at the pictures on the walls. The wedding pictures of all her children adorned the stairs, along with old wedding images of Harry's family and a picture from when Ginny threw her parents a renewal of their vows for their fiftieth anniversary. She'd already hung the frame for Lily's wedding, it just needed the picture.

Harry started to pull sandwich fixings out once they'd entered the kitchen.

"Nev and Hannah made it back safe, by the way." He pulled two plates down.

"Oh good," Ginny smiled. Since Alice had grown up, they frequently went back and helped at the orphanage where she'd spent the first five months of her life. "Are they going to be able to go back again before the summer hits?"

Harry shrugged, "Nev didn't say but I would bet they're going to try for it."

"So long as they're back in time for Lily's wedding."

"Speaking of," Harry paused as he set the bread on the counter, "I was thinking about how you're retiring after Lily's wedding."

Ginny nodded as she pulled two slices out for herself.

"Well, what if I retired then too?"

Ginny looked up at him, the gray taking over his messy black hair, the laugh lines surrounding his emerald eyes; when had they grown old?

"You mean completely sell off the company?"

Harry nodded. "We're coming up on seventy, Gin, and we're both blessed to still be functioning like we were fifty. I don't want to spend what's left in that office by the front door. I want to spend it with you. You're done wedding planning, Jamie and Alice are expecting their first baby near the end of the year, Johnny's almost done with A-Levels which means Ted and Vic are going to only have Andie at home soon, I guess I just want to be there for our family, for everything that's happening."

Ginny suddenly felt thirty-five all over again, smiling at this man as he asked her to the cafe for lunch the next day.

"I think it's a grand idea, Harry."

He moved around the counter and took her in his arms. "I hope you know how much I love you."

"I love you too," she snaked her arms around his neck, chuckling at the way her shoulder groaned at the action. Her mind may think she was still thirty-five, but her body definitely wasn't.

Harry seemed to be thinking the same thing.

"It's rather unfair that your hair only got prettier as we got older. I'm nearly all grey now."

Ginny glanced at her reflection in the kitchen window, her red hair having shifted from an almost tomato red to more of a copper color with streaks of strawberry blonde running through it, much as her mother's had done.

"Yes," she smiled, "but the gray does make you look rather distinguished."

"Are you flattering me, Mrs. Potter?"

"Isn't that what young people do to seduce each other?" Ginny winked at him and Harry laughed.

"Seduce me, eh," he pulled her flush against his chest, "I think I could be very easily persuaded in that direction."

Ginny grinned and took a step backward, pulling Harry with her. "Persuaded?"

Harry pretended to think about the question and Ginny laughed before taking another step backward. She raised her eyebrows in question before letting go of him and moving swiftly to the stairs.

"Don't die trying to run," Harry chuckled behind her, his footsteps quickly echoing hers.

Ginny laughed but still moved to make it up the stairs a bit faster than normal.

Harry was up for the race, though, and managed to make it to their door right behind her.

"You're still a minx you know," he wrapped an arm around her waist as she pushed open the door.

"You still like it," Ginny sighed as he moved to kiss her neck, shutting the door with his foot.

Harry hummed against her skin, "Very much."

It was much later, lounging on their bed when Lily knocked on the door.

"You left the food out again," she chuckled through their closed door. "I put it away in exchange for you pretending you forgot about it in your old age instead of what I pretend not to know you actually do when this for is closed."

"Say that again Lils, my hearing aid didn't catch it," Harry called out and Ginny burst into a fit of giggles.

"Love you too, Dad." Lily's voice faded as she walked back down the stairs.

Ginny's giggles calmed and she snuggled closer to Harry, breathing him in. She couldn't believe they were both going to retire in just a few months, that she'd get to do this all the time; that they'd have the house to themselves; that they'd raised four children between the two of them; that they'd been married almost twenty-five years; that those years had gone by so fast; that her baby girl was getting married; that she would have a grandbaby before the end of the year.

"You know," she looked up at Harry and smiled, "we have so many wonderful things ahead of us."

Harry grinned down at her before being his lips to hers.

"I can't wait," he murmured, and then he kissed her.

Ginny couldn't wait either.