Alright peeps! It's been sweet. Really. I can't tell you how many times I considered not updating this story and then I would open my email and see all of the amazing reviews begging for more. Made me wanna write on it again and again. But this is the last chapter. Sigh. I know, Dumbledore had a crappy ending. I know all of you were anticipating this huge battle but I've always been a sucker for the ironic. The second most powerful man in the Wizarding World is offed in his sleep? Doesn't get more ironic than that. I always thought it would be funny if he died in some random way. He doesn't deserve a dramatic end. So, I love you all! And here is our epilogue.

Chapter Thirteen Epilogue

Miya smiled down at the paper in her hands. The whole room was staring at her in anticipation. They had gathered for breakfast as usual when a letter from Matthias had come for her at last. The whole Elite was crowded into the room waiting for news of their leader. Even a few of the soldiers, the Sentinels, had come, Micah included. She smirked at them all and began to read aloud so they could all hear.

' Dearest Miya,

How are you, my lovely? You better be keeping all of those rowdy heathens in check while I'm gone. I swear. I'm so close to cursing Tom. Don't worry. He got his come uppances. I kept telling him that the Raml Askaree do NOT take vacations! But he insisted I'm afraid. If I find out you helped him knock me out, Miya Rayvn, I WILL get my revenge! It's so…I don't know. I'm not sure I like this whole vacation thing. I don't know what to do with myself. It's extremely disconcerting. In any case, I am here in Wizarding Budapest, not that I've gotten to see much with a horn dog for a mate. And that is where Tom proceeds to pull my hair. Oh, he will pay. No one but you touches the hair! Anyways. It is so beautiful here, Mi. I am so bringing you when we are in this part of the world next. You would love it. Plenty of rough sex to go around but thankfully no little Tom's yet! I don't think Tom knows that I've been taking potions. Don't tell him! I swear if you do, Miya, I will tell your father about your little 'hobby'. You know the one I'm talking about! I'm not ready for little Tom's yet. I'm having a hard enough time with just one. Yep. Hard times. Hard times in the kitchen, in the bathtub, in the hot tub, on every surface of the house we have here. Yes, we have a HOUSE in Budapest. It's so lovely. There are green houses and Tom had an underground training complex put in just for me! It's a whole building underground for everything you can think of. I have a strong suspicion that Master Rakhai had something to do with it's architecture. I think the whole reason behind this 'vacation' was something other than rest. I have a strong suspicion that Tom might, I can't even WRITE it, let alone say it!, propose. It is such a foreign concept to me. Even when I lived among wizards, I had only ever heard of such a thing on occasion. For it to happen to me is almost unthinkable. I suppose that, since Tom is still very human, it is fair that he have a ceremony of mateship. To us, when two mates come together, it is as a human marriage. But I believe Tom wants us to gasp marry formally anyways. It's so odd. He seems more…something, not determined, he was always that, but steadfast and sure now. I suppose becoming the leader of the Wizarding World will do that to a person. I've told him, much to his horror, that you are considered his in-law now. He pretended to faint but I ended up on my back instead. Well, my beloved, I will see you in four more days. I'll be back by the end of this fortnight. Since I know that 

you are reading this to the rest of those heavens, tell them I said that I want two hundred laps around the stadium for eavesdropping. I will know if they haven't done them too. I always know, don't I, Jadan?'

Jadan shuddered but nodded with a grin while the rest of the Elite laughed.

'See you soon. All of you. Matthias.'

Miya smiled. She had done right by listening to Jesse. Matthias was happy and he didn't have to live as Harry Potter either. The only person who had known about his true identity was Mad Eyed Moody who was not telling anyone. It was all…perfect. She sniggered. Good thing that Matthias didn't know about the fertility potions she was having brewed up for a special occasion. Perfect.

End!