Epilogue

It was over. Things ended well, for the most part. Delacour was sentenced to the Dementor's kiss, on top of a lifetime sentence in Azkaban.

The Headmaster got well, which I had expected after our visit to the Hospital Wing. The only thing that would ever make me lose hope would be when he lost that twinkle in his eye. He took over as acting Headmaster after he was released, and the school was restored to its typical state of utopian simplicity.

Mum retired from Hogwarts two years later- my third year. She worked in the Ministry, devoting all of her time to MADD and the Department of Mysteries, quickly climbing to the Head of both departments. She wouldn't come back to Hogwarts- at least not as a teacher, anyway.

Dad just plain retired two years later. He and Uncle Charlie had completed what they had set out to do in the first place with their study, and they didn't feel the need to continue. Dad took that to a further level and decided not to work again at all. He retired, sitting on a small fortune, of course.

Emily was typical Emily, although things took an unexpected turn when she turned into quite the artist, working on everything from sculpting, photography and paintings. Quidditch was always her first love, though, and she became the first seeker in twenty-eight years to play for Gryffindor house in her first year. She was proclaimed to be better than both uncles Charlie Weasley and Harry Potter. Quidditch Illustrated predicted that she'd be snapped up professionally by the time that she was fifteen- sixteen, at the latest.

Jack grew up into a kind of stubborn kid, however, he was always rather distant. He was smart. Bloody smart without even trying. That really did infuriate me. There was still something desperately familiar about him that I couldn't quite place, but I wouldn't figure it out until years and years later. But that's another story entirely.

Mum says that you can learn from everything. What did I learn from this? I learned the importance of being honest. I learned that people are not always what they appear to be. I learned the importance of humour. Was there a recurring theme throughout my first year? Not really. I would never forget it, that's for sure. How can one forget a year as eventful as that? The rest of our Hogwarts years were not quite so eventful, however, we weren't without our adventures, of course.

Charlotte, James and I remained friends throughout all of our Hogwarts years. James and Charlotte started dating during their sixth year. That relationship continued on after graduation, as did my relationship with Fiona Finnigan.

But, once again, that's a completely different story.