( 𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙩 ― 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙛𝙤𝙮 / 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙥𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 )

[EPILOGUE | FOUR YEARS LATER]

[ EPILOGUE ]

FOUR YEARS LATER

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━━ THE SILVER TROPHY GLEAMED PROUDLY AND WINKED AT WHOEVER PASSED BY IT. The stadium was packed; the tens of thousands of fans squeezing themselves into every available space there was. Conversations buzzed the atmosphere as the announcers at the booth up above tested out the mechanics and mics and went over their lines with one another. The cameras continued to flash and record, as coaches and officials continued to talk amongst each other.

The entire thing was being televised.

But it was no surprise, for this was the Stanley Cup of 2017;

the Chicago Blackhawks versus the Philadelphia Flyers.

Sprinkles of ice rose up in the air as Harry continued to skate around the rink, occasionally conversating and waving up at the bleachers as he caught some of the fans' overhead words, and pointed out some pretty clever signs that caught his attention.

Now, at the age of twenty-two, he'd found himself as a member of the Chicago Blackhawks (all thanks to one of the official's nieces dragging them to the Gryffindor vs. Slytherin championship game with their best friend back in his senior year.)

Ever since then, his life took a drastic turn, but Harry wasn't the only one who had gotten a streak of luck after graduation;

Hermione, with her brain now sharper than ever, found herself working amongst the Ministry; the secondary and (quite higher) government body up at the White House--alongside the titles of being an activist, a part-time librarian and social worker as well as wife to former Slytherin and current boxer, Pansy Parkinson.

Fred and George--now married men--went on to become famous comedians, while owning joke-shops scattered about part of the world, and even somehow managed to snag a TV of their own (which was doing quite well.)

Ginny went on to become an Olympic gymnast star, but with the birth of her son, and not wanting to risk anything harmful with the current baby in her stomach, she took it easy on herself; switching it to become a coach for the time being.

Ron went on to become a movie director; infamous for his guitar skills, and being one of the funniest interviewees that the world has ever known.

And as for Neville? Well, he went on to become a magazine model--that was before the arrival of his triplets; he was now a poet--gardening in his free time, and occasionally coaching the local hockey teams.

So yeah, you could say life worked out for them.

Approaching the next turn, Harry began to slow his speed down, but in that exact moment, he was stopped by a fellow teammate. Zacharis Devont, was his name. ( And in ways, he reminded Harry of Neville; with the same streak of yellow down his dark hair and a piercing and was just as aggressive. )

And while the two would usually joke around (both on and off the rink), today, he asked Harry a question that threw him completely off his tracks,

"Say, Malfoy's your boyfriend, right?"

And while it was true, Draco was Harry's boyfriend--well, actually his fiance-- the green-eyed fellow was confused as to why he'd be questioned of this; everyone from the coach(es) to the public knew of the duo.