The Serpent and the Lioness

Epilogue

A/N: Thank you so much for taking this journey with me. I hope you've enjoyed the story all the way through. As always I look forward to reading your reviews on this final piece. If you enjoyed feel free to follow me for more stories that may be coming out! Kind Regards-R

oO August 31st, 2016 Oo

"Do you have everything?"

"Yes, Mum."

"Did you want the green quills or the red ones?"

"Green."

"Did you find your journal?"

"Yes, Mum."

"Do have enough treats for Tabernus?"

"Yes, Mum."

Hermione sighed heavily glancing over towards her son who was laying out on his bed with her phone in hand; his dispassionate responses making her lips grow tight. She huffed loudly and pushed herself away from his trunk. Moving over to where he laid, she pulled the box from his hand.

"Hey!"

"Don't hey me." Hermione glanced at the phone's screen before slipping it into her pocket, "I didn't let you play with this so you could look up the second year curriculum."

Toris grumbled and crossed his arms, "It's not like I was looking up OWLs example questions."

Hermione rolled her eyes, "You need to focus on your first year, young man."

"It looks boring." Toris pulled his schedule out from under his leg, looking down at it, "I know all this stuff already."

Hermione shook her head slightly before sitting down beside him. She pulled the paper from his hand looking down into his face, "Hogwarts is more than just classes Toris. You need to remember that."

Toris uncrossed his arms and lessened the scowl on his face. His hair had grown long, down just past his shoulders and he'd taken to pulling the top of it back to keep out of his face. The curls that plagued his childhood had thankfully tamed to gentle spirals like his mother's. The color had grown dark, near black with only small streaks of brown that ran through the top.

He was only ten, but Minvera had allowed for him to start as he would quickly catch up to the others of his year. He was rather tall for his age, already seeing eye to eye with his mother's chin. He was still rather thin but was able to hold his own.

"What was your first year like mum?"

Hermione raised her brows a bit and turned her head away trying to think back that far, it was odd, the things that you forgot with time. "It, uh, it was definitely an experience."

"How so?" Toris curled his knees up resting his arms down over top.

"Well, as you know, I'm a muggleborn, so everything was brand new, you know? Exciting." She placed her hand on his giving it a gentle squeeze. "I know you're going to like it."

"James and Seraphina always talk about it. Doesn't seem all that fun to me."

"Well, that's because the two of them are always in trouble." Hermione chuckled softly and pulled her hand back into her lap, "There's nothing wrong with a little rule breaking but don't you forget there are worse things than death waiting for you here should you find yourself expelled."