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Chapter 21: Epilogue

8 years later.

29 year old William Potter placed his special bouquet of flowers (a combination of roses, lilies, sunflowers etc) onto his parents' grave. He looked up to the clear blue sky and looked at the clouds as the wind blew his hair gently.

"Daddy, we're here!"

William turned around. "Harriet, Hermes!"

6 year-old Harriet Potter ran to her father merrily. She had long black hair and pretty green eyes. She, like her father, was carrying a special bouquet of flowers with one hand.

Her other hand was holding the hand of a 4 year-old boy with brown hair and green eyes. He was wearing a white shirt with blue shorts.

"Look at the flowers, Daddy, aren't they nice?" asked Harriet, showing William the flowers.

William nodded. "Did you pick them out yourself?"

"Harriet and I did." said Hermes quickly.

William smiled gently and ruffled Hermes's and Harriet's hair. "Good. Where's Mummy?"

"Oh my Goodness, I just can't keep up with you two." said a voice.

William looked up and smiled. He got up and looked at his wife, Mary Lestrange Potter.

Mary was wearing a pink dress with white patterns on it. In her arms, she was carrying a 2 year old boy, who had a blue checker shirt with white trousers. He had black hair and brown eyes.

Mary put the boy down and Harriet took the boy's hand. "Come Julian, I will bring you to Grandpa and Grandma…"

The three kids stood in front of Harry and Hermione's graves and Harriet placed the bouquet down.

"Can't believe that 8 years will pass by so quickly." muttered William.

Holding William's hand, Mary nodded. They watched as their three children finished paying their respects to Harry and Hermione and now started to run around the place as they played.

"Hey, be careful! Harriet, watch over your brothers!" called William.

"Okay!" called Harriet back.

"I'm so glad that I didn't say I'm happy to marry my cousin during the ceremony." said Mary, sighing happily. "Then I won't have Harriet, Hermes and Julian."

"Hey, you have forgotten someone." reminded William, sounded hurt.

Mary giggled and wrapped her hands around William's arm. "I haven't. I'm happy to have you as well."

Smiling, William said, "It's a good thing that I followed Dad's advice. Not to give up until you says "I do". I'm glad that history didn't repeat itself."

Mary nodded. "Me too."

Giving a light kiss on Mary's forehead, William went back to watch his three children playing.

After a while, Mary said, "All right, kids! Time to go home!"

The children ran to their parents. Taking her two sons' hands, Mary left first and Harriet followed.

William was about to follow when he heard laughter behind. He turned and saw…

His parents.

Not only that, he saw his parents playing around with a girl with black hair and brown eyes.

It's Julia, his sister.

William watched as his father lifted Julia up. Julia laughed and Hermione giggled.

Looking at the lovely scene, William couldn't help smiling.

"Daddy, who are you smiling at?" called Harriet.

William blinked before he turned back to his daughter. "I was, um…"

He looked back at his family and realised that they were gone.

"Come on, Uncle Neville and Aunt Ginny are coming today! I want to see them!" said Harriet, jumping impatiently.

William didn't respond as he thought about the image that he saw. Then he smiled and turned back to Harriet.

"All right, I'm coming." said William and he took Harriet's hand.

Before he started walking, William looked back at the spot where he saw his family again and whispered, "Goodbye."

Hand-in-hand, the father and daughter left the cemetery, leaving the bouquets of flowers behind on the graves.

The End