Disclaimer: This probably would have been included in the epilogue if I owned Harry Potter. Thus, I do not.

"Hey, Mum, Dad," Harry Potter said as he sat down on the cold ground in front of his parents graves. "I know I haven't been here in a while, but a lot has been going on."

Harry glanced around, looking at other graves. "For one, Percy and Audrey are having another baby. They only just found out. Teddy has decided that he's going to be an International Quidditch player like Ginny, so he practically demolished my house when he was 'practicing'. Ron's apartment building is closing so he's moving in with me until he can find a place of his own. Speaking of Ron, he's really been helping George with the shop. I knew that Ron had been helping, but recently, it's really taken off. Hermione finally got sick of Rita Skeeter writing horrible things about everyone and she revealed to everyone that she's an animagus. Ron was really pleased with her about this. Really pleased. He didn't come home until noon the next day. Arthur is retiring. I'm pretty sure that it wasn't his idea and that Molly threatened him if he didn't soon. And then, well, you know that Ginny and I have been getting pretty serious and well, I proposed," Harry couldn't understand why he was feeling so nervous about telling them this, as they couldn't actually hear him, but somehow he felt as though they were there. "She said 'yes' of course," Harry added in case that much hadn't been obvious.

Harry smiled and looked up at the sky. It was rather grey and they leaves on the trees were all dead and brown, though to Harry, the day was a warm, bright, and sunny. "You'd love her. She's smart, funny, beautiful, brave, and….well, I could spend an entire week telling you everything that I love about her, but I still wouldn't cover them all and I'm pretty sure that you'd get bored after about an hour."

Harry's smile faded. "I wish you could be there. At the wedding, I mean. Ron's going to be the best man and Hermione's going to be the maid of honor. Neville and George are going to be the other groom's men. Luna and Angelina are going to be the other bride's maids. We're going to have a small wedding. The news media is involved in our lives too much as it is. Then again, they always find out about these things. I'd better get going. Molly's invited everyone over for dinner and she's going to be working on wedding plans. Another reason why having a small wedding probably won't work. Molly won't hear of it. Bye. I love you."

Lily smiled at James. "It feels like only yesterday that he was born."

"And only five minutes ago that he was going to off to Hogwarts," James nodded.

"And now he's all grown up and getting married," Lily said, tears starting to form.

James put an arm around her. "Yeah. Well, she is a redhead." Lily just laughed.

Author's Note: Potter men fall in love with redheads. It's the Potter Curse (which is another story of mine that you should check out!)