Summary: What would have happened if Harry had asked Hermione to the Yule Ball first? How different would things have been between them and how would the wizarding world be affected by a simple question?
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, J. K. Rowling does. I just borrowed the characters and the universe for my own purposes. And if I did own it…my epilogue wouldn't have been so anti climatic.
A/N: Here it is. The final chapter. It's been fun. The next story I will be doing will be another AU story, but I'll try to make it longer than this one. However, this one was a huge undertaking for me. 100,000+ words in quite an accomplishment. Well, I hope you enjoy the chapter, and to those of you who didn't ask, yes, that was Lily Potter nee Evans spirit at the wedding. Well, actually, it was her when she was 'seeing' the future. Without further ado, I give you the Epilogue, now with a hundred percent less Ron.
Epilogue:
Minerva McGonagall sighed as she once again looked over the scroll on her desk. Three years since he started. Already at the beginning of his third year, this student had decided to launch a prank larger than any seen since the Marauders had graced these halls. The only problem was, she couldn't find one single shred of evidence that he was to blame. The pranks were so simple in nature that most couldn't even figure them out. Complexity with simplicity. Very creative. She just hoped the tie-dye came out of her robes. Even her hat was a rainbow of colors to match her robes. Even in her tenure as Headmistress for the past thirteen years had prepared her for this student.
"Why couldn't you have taken after your mother?" She muttered.
The Headmistress looked up at the clock and watched it tick by to three. She absentmindedly wondered if he'd be late. Just as the hand hit three, there was a knock on the door. She sighed.
"At least you have your mother's punctuality." She said as she straightened her hat. "Come."
In the door stepped a young man, thirteen to be exact, with an inoccent expression on his face.
"Good afternoon, Headmistress."
She nodded and pointed to the chair in front of her.
"Please. Sit. I take it you know why you're here?"
The boy shook his head, trying not to smile.
"No ma'am. Even if I had an inkling as to why, it would mean I have a guilty conscious. Since I don't, I honestly have no idea why I am here."
"Damn. She taught him logic as well."
She narrowed her eyes at him.
"So you honestly expect me to believe that you had nothing to do with the robes this morning?"
The boy feigned hurt.
"I'm wounded. I would never try to prank the Headmistress. I must say, I am hurt you'd think I stoop so low."
"Yes, I do. However, since there is not proof that you did, I cannot punish you. However, I will be keeping an eye on you, young man. Why do you have to be like your father?" She asked no one in particular.
The boy grinned cheekily.
"Because I'm the son of a Marauder. It's in my blood, ma'am."
"Cheekily little fellow aren't you?"
The boy grinned and started to rise from his seat when another knock rang through the room. This time, it was her turn to grin.
"Come in. Ah, just the two I was waiting for."
The boy slowly looked behind him and gave a nervous grin.
"Hello Mum. Dad."
His mother looked at him with seriousness while his father failed to prevent the proud grin to stay off his face.
"Don't you 'Hello Mum' me, James Sirius Potter. Your in big trouble young man."
James gulped as his father placed a hand on his shoulder, grinning.
"I'm proud of you, James. Your upholding the family tradition!"
James grinned as Hermione swatted Harry with the book in her hands.
"Harry Potter! Don't encourage him!"
Minerva shook her head as she watched them.
"Madam Potter. I thought that as a librarian, you'd avoid harming your books."
Hermione blinked in surprise, but lowered the book. It didn't stop her from swatting Harry in the shoulder as he grinned widely.
"I will trust he will be taken care of?" Minerva asked.
Hermione nodded.
"Oh yes. He will be. And don't look at me like that, James Potter. " For James had given Hermione his puppy eyes. "You left your foot print on this by using your favorite colors as the primary over lay."
James felt his jaw drop as Hermione smirked.
"I'm smarter that you are, son. Now let's go to the Library and you can help me reorganize the whole dragon section. Without magic." She added.
"But that'll take ages! Is Dad going to help?"
Harry shook his head.
"Nope. I've got a group of fifth years in Defense this period. Your on your own pal."
James pouted as Minerva rose from her seat.
"I can see that it is well taken care of. You may go Madam Potter. Professor Potter."
"Yes Headmistress."
The small family turned and left, leaving Minerva to slump back in her chair and sigh.
"I hope Miss Lily Jane Potter behaves more like her mother than father. Otherwise, I'll retire. Even Fred and George Weasley weren't this bad." She muttered as she went back to looking over papers, a slight smile on her face.
As much as she disliked those who broke the rules, she had to admit that she did like the occasional prank. One thing was certain though. If James Potter was anything like his father, they could expect great things from him. After all, Harry and Hermione Potter saved the world from Darkness. And that was indeed a great deed.
-End-
Alright. A bit of added information. Ron never fully regained the trust of Harry and Hermione. The three stopped being friends after the wedding. Neville and Luna are both married with a daughter, who James has a but of a crush on. Yes, Ginny is dead. Honestly, I never was a Ginny fan and I was going to kill her off at Bill and Fluer's wedding, but didn't know the best way to go about it. Sirius also has a child. Teddy is a year ahead of James with Lily three years younger than her older brother. She looks like Hermione, but has Harry's eyes and Hermione personality. If I do a sequal, it will involve these younger magicals taking on a new Dark Wizard. And we all know him. Oh, and Draco and his mom survived and Draco did marry Pansy and has Scorpius. Keep this on your alerts as I may add anotehr chapter with just bits of information. But for the most part, What If? is offically finished. Thank you all for staying with me til the end. I hope you enjoyed this story and keep an eye out for more. PLF saying good day, and God bless.