Epilogue

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It's a BOY

That's right, the boy who lived has a son!

Hermione Granger gave birth to a bouncing baby boy late last night according to sources at St. Mungos Maternity Department.

The biggest shock of the war has finally made an appearance, but so far no one has been in to visit the new Potter. Obviously the other third of the Golden Trio and his family haven't quite forgiven the new parents for their little tryst.

Don't worry Harry, we all forgive you.

No word yet on a name but we'll keep you posted.

"Do you think Rita Skeeter will ever get anything right?" Harry asked Hermione as they sat together on the hospital bed, looking down at their daughter.

"I doubt it" Hermione responded as she smoothed down the shock of jet black hair on the babies head. "Although she does have one point. She's twelve hours old and we still don't have a name"

"Ahh well I've been thinking about that. How about Arianna?" Harry suggested.

"After Dumbledore's sister?" Hemione asked.

"Well we said if the baby was a boy it would be Albus, and she is quite clearly not a boy, so why not still pay tribute to the Dumbledore family? The professor and his brother helped us a lot" Harry reasoned. "Plus such a beautiful baby needs a beautiful name"

"Arianna is certainly a beautiful name" Hermione agreed, unable to take her eyes off her newborn.

"What do you think little angel?" Harry asked his daughter, who promptly grasped his finger with her whole hand.

"See, she likes it, Arianna it is" Harry told Hermione.

Hermione finally looked away from the baby and at Harry, "It's perfect Harry" she leant forward and pecked his lips.

"Knock, knock" Ron whispered quietly as he poked his head through the door.

"Come in mate" Harry quietly called.

"Have you seen this crap?" Ron asked brandishing the Daily Prophet as he took a seat on the chair next to Hermione. "I was here for most of it, I would've stayed for it all if that maternity witch hadn't thrown me out when you were starting to push"

"Come on Ron, you didn't need to see that, I wish I hadn't seen it and I was the one who had to push" Hermione joked.

"So when are you going to give her up and let me have a cuddle?" Ron asked, already holding his arms out.

"Ron, when did you turn into such a sap?" Harry jokingly asked as he got up from the other side of the little bed and walked around to stand next to Ron and take the baby from Hermione.

"Be grateful, I only got to hold her once, Hermione won't let her go for anyone" Harry told Ron in all seriousness.

"Oh hush Harry, you didn't have to carry her for nine months through a war, I get holding privileges all I want" Hermione informed them crossing her arms over her chest.

Harry bent forward and pecked Hermione's lips briefly while Ron was occupied with the baby, the couple still tried to keep their intimacy private around Ron out of respect.

"Oh by the way, a little bit of news came my way, because mum can't stop gushing about it. Neville asked Gin out, like on a date" Ron told them as he cuddled the baby close to his chest.

"That's great. I hope she said yes" Hermione observed quietly. She was itching to take the baby back already. "She did" Ron confirmed.

"What about things with Luna, I'm sorry we interrupted your date last night" Harry said, clapping Ron gently on the shoulder.

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