𝙿𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝙿𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 - 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑙𝑒𝑦 | ✔︎

Epilogue

"I swear to god Regulus if you don't hurry your ass onto that train right now, I'm going to kill you," Emerson growled, reaching up on her toes to grab his long curly hair, tugging it down to her height which made him cry out in pain.

Natasha stifled a laugh as Jasper hugged her waist tightly, his own red hair burying itself in her cloak. "Mum, what if I have no friends!" he whined, and this time Fred put a hand on his son's shoulder, the other around Hope who was staring longingly at the candy Teddy had just been given by Tonks.

"Jasper, you have a twin sister who has been your best friend since day 1, and you know Lauren's son Felix will also be there. Don't let that stop you from making friends though, Jasper, you are one of the sweetest boys ever. If someone doesn't want to be friends with you, then they obviously don't deserve your time my sweet boy."

"Don't worry Jas, I'll beat them up for you," Hope said with a grin, rolling up her sleeves. Fred shrieked and rolled her sleeves back down, engulfing her in his arms.

"No, my darling daughter, for the love of my mother don't have a temper like yours! Have as many detentions as you like but stay away from boys! No boyfriends until you are at least a week in, you hear me?"

Penny snickered behind her hand, ruffling Rowan's hair affectionately, trying to comprehend Fred's fathering techniques. Rowan scowled, tidying his hair once again, and fixed up his red scarf, whilst snatching Emerson's green one from her neck to use as protection for his head.

"Ro! You do not, touch, the scarf!" Emerson yelled, moving to tackle Rowan, in front of everyone on the platform. Jasper smacked his face, embarrassed by the two, as Regulus smirked, egging on both.

"BETS ON EMERSON JADE LEE WINNING THIS MATCH ARE NOW ACCEPTED!" he roared cheerfully, throwing his broom aside to jump on top of the two. Teddy shrugged, before joining in, and soon Natasha had her son and Teddy by the collar of their shirts, glaring at the both of them with a look that could outdo her mother-in-law.

"If I have to send a howler to all four of you for being absolutely baboons on the platform, don't think I won't hesitate!" she snapped, smiling as Victoire came into view with Bill and Fleur.

Victoire flashed what seemed like a practiced smile, her pin straight icy hair swept back into a low bun, and her eyes carefully glancing over to Teddy, who stopped struggling against Natasha's grip to smile sheepishly towards Victoire. Remus sighed, shaking his head at his son whilst Tonks awed, before looking down at her new phone, which Teddy had insisted all the muggleborns at Hogwarts had.

"SHIT! GET ON THE TRAIN!" she screeched, flailing her arms about, and people stared at her in horror for her vulgar language, though no one seemed more embarrassed than Teddy, whose red face seemed to only get redder as Tonks' flailing became bigger.

"Darling, stop flailing, you're going to take out Rosie soon," he whispered calmly, looking up to his daughter who was perched atop of his shoulders. She had inherited her mother's short stature, so Remus had offered her to sit on his shoulders so that she wouldn't get lost in the crowd of people at the platform.

"Daddy, I'm a tough cookie, like you and mummy. I would be fine," she insisted sweetly, kissing the top of his head before lying her own on it, smiling at her older brother.

"Yes, but I would have a heart attack Ro," he said, matching her smile. She giggled and waved to Teddy, who, now surrounded by his best friends, was walking towards the train. Teddy waved back, and Rosie grinned, patting the top of Natasha's head.

Natasha looked up, just in time for Rosie's hand to hit her square in the face and she groaned, glaring playfully at Rosie. "Miss Lupin, did you just hit your favourite aunt!" she exclaimed, and Rosie shook her head, as someone zoomed by the group, the only familiar feature being their lavender hair.

"Shit she's fast," Adrian wheezed, as Oliver walked up at a normal pace, having had given up chasing his eldest daughter. Their other daughter Genevieve was asleep on his hip, tired from the morning's excitement with Artemis, so everyone lowered the voices, not that it exactly helped.

"How's she going with her metamorphagus tricks that I taught her?" Tonks asked. Oliver laughed, as Adrian groaned.

"She is doing spiffingly well, much to the excitement of my dear husband," he said, pulling Adrian to his side to kiss his cheek. Adrian pouted and Natasha smiled, cuddling up to Fred.

"She is a pain in my posterior! We were late this morning because SHE COULDN'T DECIDE WHAT COLOUR SHE WANTED HER HAIR TO BE!" Adrian cried out dramatically, frightening a young boy passing by with his mother. Oliver patted Adrian's back soothingly, hugging him with his spare arm, as a frowning guard walked up to them, signalling it was time for the adults to go.

"WE LOVE YOU KIDS! LEARN LOTS AND DO US PROUD!" Fred hollered, tightening his hold on Natasha to apparate. The guard started running, obviously without a wand wishing to speak with them, and Natasha shot him a wink, kissing Fred on the lips passionately.

They whirled away to their house, where Harry, Ginny and their three kids were patiently waiting by the front door, Harry's hand raised to knock. Natasha swung the door open, a pot of steaming coffee in her hand.

"Morning," she said, nodding her head in to let her niece and nephews run in. Lily cuddled her leg as James went straight for Fred, clambering onto him with his usual boyish grin. Ginny and Natasha embraced, before Harry kissed Natasha's cheek, just in time for Sirius, James Sr, Lily Sr, and Aurelia to arrive, all now slightly greyed, but gorgeous none-the-less.

"The kids gone?" Aurelia asked with a grin, and Natasha nodded, sending the coffee pot away to pour coffee for everyone.

"Nearly got booted from the platform, and poor Jasper was stressing slightly. I'm just glad to get the house to myself again," she sighed, looking over to Harry and Ginny, whose kids were now hugging the newcomers.

"They won't like them for much longer," Aurelia observed. "They'll love them, but they'll get so sick of the darlings."

Natasha smiled behind her mug of coffee, as Fred produced a tray of pumpkin pasties from behind his back, causing the three Potter children to scream in delight. "Pumpkin pasties," she whispered, picking one up delicately.

The pastry was warm, and Natasha lifted it to her lips, taking a bite.

"Just as you like them, my love. Freshly baked pumpkin pasties."