A/n: Here is the epilogue you've all been waiting for! (No I am not procrastinating from my other projects right now, coughcough)

Epilogue

Dear Pansy,

Firstly, if you're reading this, then the potion worked. I'm back in my world and "your" Hermione has been restored to you. Since we didn't get time for a proper goodbye, this is my goodbye letter to you.

You are one cool girl, Pansy. You made me feel better when I was down, you always had a comforting word, sweet smile or a bucket of patience when it was needed most. You and Ally share these qualities – and I wouldn't have wished have wished for better friends than you two.

I'm going to miss having some real girl friends to talk to and hang out with, believe me! Take care. I'll never forget you and even though you'll have "your" Hermione back, I hope you never forget me.

Hermione Granger

P.S I gave you the letters for everyone else, because I trust you'll be able to get them to everyone.

P.P.S. You and Draco make a great couple, by the way.

Cedric rolled over in his bed, feeling oddly queasy and confused. His mind felt fuzzy like he'd just recovered from a nasty bout of the flu, but for some reason, he couldn't remember being sick. Oddly, he couldn't seem to remember much of anything. His eyes glanced searchingly around the dorm room he was in until they landed on his nightstand, where a letter with his name on it was propped up against his lamp.

The writing was strangely familiar yet he couldn't place it. He picked up the letter and turned it around in his hands before slowly opening it. As he read the letter, memories as if from another life abruptly flashed through him.

Dear Cedric,

I have so many things I'll never get to say to you, Cedric, but not really much time, ink or parchment to say them in (without turning this letter into a book, haha).

Thank you for being so kind, so understanding, open, sweet, and all around wonderful. You were the perfect guy, Cedric and which ever girl you end up with will be a very, very lucky girl indeed. Even though we had some tough times together, I don't regret a second of it.

I mean it with all my heart when I say I will never, ever forget you. You'll always have a spot in my heart. I'm really going to miss your shining smile and dashing charm! But seriously, Cedric, I really will.

Goodbye, Cedric.

Love Always,

Hermione

Cedric re-read the letter several times, emotion clogging his throat. Then he couldn't help but smile.

"All right, when you've finished snogging or whatever you've been doing, do you fancy getting some lunch?" Harry said as soon as he'd reached the large tree that Ron and Hermione were leaning against.

They both went red and hastily stood up.

"We weren't – " Hermione started.

"We were just – " Ron began.

Harry put a hand up to quiet them both. "Save it. It's about time you two got together. You can tell me about it over lunch.

Ron and Hermione exchanged embarrassed glances before turning back to Harry. Harry's eyes were red and puffy as though he'd cried a little very recently, though Ron and Hermione pretended not to notice. The trio walked to the main entrance of Hogwarts, with the September sun beating down on their backs.

Upon entering the Entrance Hall, Hermione spotted Professor Dumbledore. She told Ron and Harry to go on ahead and she'd catch up, before hurrying herself over to talk to Dumbledore.

"Ah, Miss Granger." Dumbledore's wrinkled features cracked into a wide grin. "Good job. I knew you could do it."

"Thank you sir." Replied Hermione. Though she gave no indication of how close of a call the whole coming-back process had been, Dumbledore already seemed to know. Hermione added, "Professor, I just had two questions."

"Just two? Very well then, go ahead."

"Whatever happened to Ally Minstrel? I don't know who she is – well, was. She was in Gryffindor in that other world, so that must mean that she's a Slytherin in this one, but I've never seen her with Pansy or Draco before. And then she… well, she got so sick…"

Dumbledore nodded. "Yes. That occurred, because had she grown up to attend Hogwarts, it's likely she would've been sorted into the Slytherin house."

"Wait, 'had she grown up'?"

Dumbledore nodded again, this time more solemnly. "The Minstrels were one of those families who agreed with Voldemort's early ideas about pureblood wizards. They voiced support for him until things got a little too dark and dirty for their liking. They tried to back out of it all and side with the Ministry and the Order instead, seeing the error in their ways, but naturally Voldemort wanted only fiercely loyal followers and not people who changed sides to avoid getting their hands dirty. Besides that, he saw them as traitors after they pulled their support."

Hermione touched a hand to her chest and said quietly, guessing the next part of the story, "They were killed?"

"Yes." Dumbledore answered sadly. "Ally was one of the first people to get sick in the wish world, because in this one, she died very young. She was just a baby when her family was destroyed by Voldemort and the Death Eaters."

Hermione covered her mouth in horror. Poor Ally… she never even had a chance at life…

Dumbledore respectfully let Hermione digest this piece of disturbing information before politely prodding, "You said you had two questions for me?"

Hermione forced herself to recover from the shock about Ally's past. There was nothing she could have done about it anyways. She swallowed and went on a little shakily. "Yes. I wanted to know who the other girl who made the wish was."

Dumbledore clasped his hands in front of him, looking thoughtful and vaguely amused. After a moment, he said, "If you promise you will not reveal the identity of the girl to anyone, unfortunately including Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley, and especially not the girl – who is now, in fact, a woman."

"Of course not, sir." Replied Hermione at once, meaning it whole-heartedly. "I promise."

Dumbledore regarded Hermione searchingly for a moment longer before, seemingly satisfied she would indeed keep that piece of information forever to herself, he spoke again. "Very well." He said. "The other girl was…"

Hermione's mind raced with possibilities. If she was that strictly forbidden to tell, it must be someone she knew… another teacher perhaps? A classmate? No, he'd said woman… who could it be…

Dumbledore's eyes twinkled amusedly and he couldn't help smiling as he said, "Molly Weasley."

Hermione's mouth inadvertently fell open. She'd thought of several different people and had not come close to that conclusion. She hastily closed her mouth before asking, "When?"

"Her fourth year, I believe it was." He answered.

Hermione could barely believe it. She too, it seemed, couldn't help smiling. "Thank you very much, sir."

"You're quite welcome." Dumbledore grinned. Then he added ever so slightly more seriously, but still smiling, "I would assume you have likely learned a valuable lesson from your experience, Miss Granger?"

Hermione nodded. "And a lot more."

Instead of hurrying to the Great Hall where Ron and Harry were likely saving her seats and wondering what was taking so long, Hermione ran towards the main doors to go back outside.

"Miss Granger, are you not having lunch this fine morning?" Dumbledore called after her.

"In a minute, Professor, I've just remembered something real important I have to do." Hermione called back and made her way out onto the grounds.

Dumbledore whistled a merry tune and moved to get lunch himself, glad that rather strange reverse world ordeal was quite over with.

Hermione reached the edge of the lake and pulled the Wishing Coin from the deep recesses of her pockets. In the distance, she could see the Giant Squid lazily swimming near the surface of the water. She looked down at the coin, which read, just as it had on the day she'd found it,

"To make a wish, hold coin in the palm of hand or in pocket. Simply start a sentence with 'I wish…' and your wish will be granted!

Take Extreme CAUTION: Most wishes are IRREVERSIBLE!"

Memories of her two months in the wish world flitted and twirled through her mind as she stood there staring at the shining gold surface of the coin, about the size of a Galleon. She smiled a little.

Then she wound up her arm and threw the coin as far out onto the lake as she possibly could. She felt oddly relieved and satisfied when she saw a small splash and heard a 'plunk' where the coin hit the water.

Her smile grew. With the glorious feeling that all was as it should be, and wonderful even so, Hermione Granger walked once again across the grass to Hogwarts where her two best friends in the entire world, Ron Weasley and Harry Potter, were waiting to enjoy lunch with her.

(...the end)

A/n: Wow. I have finally finished that story! I did like it, for sure, but it took a lot out of me.

Thank you to each and every single reviewer from the first time chapter one was put up all the way to now, and including everyone who will be reviewing any time after this. Thank you for taking the time to leave me any form of feedback (even it was just "yay" or "nay"!). To a very special group of reviewers who I reviewed every chapter (or close to every chapter): thank you guys and girls above all. To keep sticking with me through my obscenely long update times really makes me so appreciative!

Two last things: before you ask, no, currently, there is no sequel planned. Maybe someday when my life is not so insane (but it has to be a real good plot idea). And secondly, look for the companion to this story, "Letters" which are Sirius' 'Things I Never Got to Say' letters. :) Oh, and, if there are any questions about anything in the story, go ahead and ask them, for I no longer have to attempt to be cryptic and mysterious about answering questions. :P Thank you all again, so much!