Back To The Beginning By THE PEVERELL's LAIR

Chapter 30 : Epilogue

"I am about to get married and you still smother me like I am two." The man muttered amusement evident in his eyes as his mother fussed over him. The woman tutted, but couldn't stop the smile that decorated her face.

"Quiet, Aurelius. Don't tell me that I should stop fussing over you." The woman slapped his arm gently. The young man chuckled as he shook his head. "Never. I like it, though I might seem a bit childish in front of Astoria." He scratched the back of his head awkwardly.

"Ashamed of your poor old mother when you are about to get a beautiful wife?" She joked.

"Old?" He snorted. "Bloody hell mum, you can remarry today and you will be the most beautiful woman in the room, hands down." He looked around and could only see his family around as they chuckled.

"Please don't tell Astoria I said that. I will not hear the end of it." He cringed as the others laughed heartily.

"Well, you can tell your wife that she will always be the second most important woman in your life, after your mother. Do you understand?" She questioned sternly.

"Yes, mam!" The young man saluted, leading to more laughs. He could see that the woman's eyes were about to shed tears.

"Oh, mum!" He hugged the woman gently as she shed some tears.

"You are all growing up very quickly. Just yesterday, you were just so small and running around the house. Today, you are about to be married."

"I will always be your little boy, mum. You know that. It is true. You are the most important woman to all of us kids. Nobody comes close to the top." He assured soothingly.

He noticed his father smiling at him from behind the woman. "Sorry." He mouthed and the young man fought the urge to smile as he shook his head. He came up behind his mother and placed a hand on her shoulder. The woman recognized her husband and buried herself in his arms, leaving her son.

"Come on, Bell. Don't cry. It is the happiest day of your son's life. Do you want him to be sad today?"

The woman shook her head.

"No." She extracted herself from her husband's arms and wiped away the tears before she smiled.

"Don't mind me, dear. I am behaving childishly." She smiled. "Let's go. Your bride has been waiting for this day."

Harry watched the mother and son duo and he had to admit. Where did all that time go? His son was getting married today. The last of his children's marriage.

He felt a soft hand encircle his arm. He smiled. "You are thinking the same thing aren't you?" Narcissa Potter questioned.

"How fast time has passed on." He chuckled.

"You three know me better than I know myself don't you?"

"Hm. That is obvious by now. Harry Potter's wives know him better than anybody in this world. Even himself." He loved it when she slipped back into her personality of a pure-blood snob. When she does it, it was a matter of attraction to him.

"I couldn't have asked for anything more Cissa. Three wonderful sons and two brilliant daughters." He sighed.

His children were his pride. The fact that it was this very scenario that he had always imagined in his future made this all the better. From a young age, he wanted nothing more than a family. A big family. He got what he wanted.