Ophelia || Harry Potter

Epilogue

Many years later...

Life was going good for Ophelia in general. Her family was complete again with them spending much time catching up after years apart. Regulus in particular making up for many lost years

Her and Draco had got even closer as she helped build him back again. She felt proud to see his development from once being a broken and corrupted boy

Despite that, it had been a few years now and a fair amount had happened

Ophelia had the option whether she'd want to return for her seventh year or not. She decided not to go since there wasn't any point. Instead she became a huge artist in the wizarding world. Using her powers to create memorable paintings of the past from viewpoints. She assisted in creating the illustrations for the new History textbooks on the fatal Wizarding War

Apart from that she had moved in with Harry, the two of them having their own house. He had also chosen not to retake his seventh year, accepting the opportunity to jump straight into Auror training

Their relationship had been flourishing beautifully in many ways. They seemingly became closer than ever and were majority spending a huge chunk of their free time together

With their relationship of new levels Harry finally did it

. . .

Harry nervously approached the Black Household. He needed to do this the traditional way and that meant going to the three

It had been one of those rare days where Ophelia had been asked to go and begin a new masterpiece whilst he received the day off. Thankfully it had fortunately happened which gave him the perfect opportunity

Gently, his knuckles knocked on the wooden door as he waited. After a minute or so the door opened to a very suspicious pair of brothers

"You alright Harry?" Sirius questioned, an eyebrow raised. As much as the two liked the kid, showing up without their niece was curious

"Ummm...I've come to ask you something important"

Regulus having a slight knowing what this could lead to beckoned him in. Meanwhile Sirius was blindly oblivious and had other thoughts running through his head

The group made their way into the kitchen where Andromeda sat on the stool, drinking from a warm mug of coffee

"Well hello Harry" She smiles "What owes this visit?"

"He has something to ask us" Sirius spoke up before leading them all into the living room. The three Blacks sat on the same side, anticipating the question. At the same time Harry nervously sat on the sofa besides them, being pressured by their intimidating watchful eyes

"So what brings you here?" Andromeda questions again, placing her mug on the table before crossing her legs

"Well...I've come here...to"

"Spit it out little Potter" Sirius impatiently says. However as his sister goes to scowl him, she stops at Harry's burst

"I wanted to ask for your permission in asking Ophelia for her hand in marriage" He formally bursted whilst their three jaws dropped

He uncomfortably squirmed as they had not yet uttered a word. All three in huge shock but at the same time in huge excitement. Sirius then grew his protective demeanour

"If you even think about hurting-" A hand clamps over his mouth as Regulus and Andromeda look at him

"Do you promise to look after and to love her?" Regulus questions

"I do"

"Do you promise not to run and instead resolve after your potential arguments?" He yet again asked

"I do"

"Do you promise not to hurt my baby girl?" Andromeda fiercely said, keeping her grey eyes strained on him

"I do"

The three glanced each other as if having a silent conversation. Then they turned to him again and nodded

"You have our blessing"