One Last Try [HP Jamione fanfic]

65. (Epilogue) 11 Years Later

A/N: So this is it!!! This is the end OMGG! There are three extra scenes already up - it says on them where they fit into the wider story!! At some point I may write James and Hermione's wedding - I've got a plan for it, but no inspo currently to write it lol - if I do, it'll be added as an extra scene to this series.

Kids info in the notes at the bottom.

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I have moved my focus to working on What the Water Returns (my Regmione fic) and Renew, Repeat, Replay (my Walking Dead fic), and I promise that Hidden in Plain Sight is not abandoned! I've just got so many ideas hahahaa!

Behind the scenes I am also co-writing a Bucky Barnes/Hermione Granger fanfic with my friend and we are so excited to get that done and out there (but it'll probably be a while hehe, cos we also both have lots of other ideas we're working on)!! When it goes up it will ONLY BE ON AO3.

1st September 1991

Hermione closed her eyes and took in the familiar sounds and smells of the platform, letting the nostalgia draw her under for a long moment. This was the third time she'd stood on the platform for the first time, but for once this wasn't her first time. Hermione opened her eyes and surveyed their ever increasing family.

Beside her Lily smoothed Harry's unruly curls back into the bun he usually wore it in (ever since he'd seen his father wearing his own hair in such a way). She was in the middle of instructing him in things she'd undoubtedly said to him before, "-and say hello to Regulus for us, okay. Give him our love."

"Mum!" He whined, pulling away from the fussing to correct the bun into a much messier version of the same hairstyle. "I can't wish a Professor love! Even if he is my uncle." Sirius laughed and pulled his son into a hug, ruffling his hair until it was even messier.

"Are you trying to make your son look like he's mine instead?" James asked his best friend with a deep laugh, looking down at the pouting Harry.

"Nah, just trying to embarrass him in front of all his new school mates." Sirius grinned when Harry scowled up at him, and just shrugged.

"You'd think you'd want to build our son up before his first year at Hogwarts, Pads. Not the opposite." Remus raised an eyebrow at his husband when the man looked back at him, and smirked when he pouted. The smirk was identical to the one suddenly on Harry's face as he watched two of his fathers. "Go save Neville from his mother's fussing, Harry."

On cue everyone turned to watch Alice indeed fussing around with Neville until the eleven year old pushed her away with the same look on his face Harry had had when Lily did the same. Frank was standing back with Agatha hugging his legs, watching them with a soft grin.

Kingsley rested a large hand on Harry's shoulder and steered him the few metres down the platform towards the family - who were oblivious to their friends watching them with amusement. "Come on. We need to find Ron, and Dorcas should be here soon with Lucille, and then you can all get off to your first year."

"Mum, why can't we go yet?" Hermione looked down at her daughters, six years old and both incredibly precocious. Twins had been a shock, though she supposed she should have expected it, they clearly ran in the Prewett family. They were each clutching one of her hands, Meghan with tears brewing in her large hazel eyes, and Helen with a scowl on her small forehead.

"You're not old enough yet, little Meggie." Fab and Gid appeared out of nowhere, and the latter swept Meghan up in his arms, tickling her until she giggled loudly. Helen pouted until Fabian grinned down at her and picked her up as well.