Chapter Twelve

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*17 years later*

"Have you vote everything?" Mr Fitzgerald asked his daughter.
"Yes father," Olivia nodded, her mud brown hair blowing in the wind.
"Good," he replied. Olivia turned to her mother.
"Mother, what if I don't like it at Greatacre? Could I move back to Cranmede?" She asked.
"Olivia Martina Fitzgerald, everyone has a different path to success," her mother answered. "Of course, you can."
"Thanks mother," Olivia smiled.
"You're welcome," Mrs Fitzgerald responded, her wedding ring gleaming in the sunlight.
"Now, get out there and learn so you can earn!" Her parents chorused.

As they watched their daughter walk happily into the building, Martha rested her head on Ollie's shoulder. For a few moments, they enjoyed the peace and quiet of the atmosphere. Children were finding their roommates, making friends, and generally having fun. The autumn leaves fell down from the crispy tree branches and onto the ground. There was a single green leaf amongst them, nesting in a crack in the pavement.
"We should go," Martha declared suddenly, "I'm beginning to feel quite emotional."

A/N: I wrote this after watching "HP & the deathly hallows pt 2" so if you're getting deja vu, that's probably why. BTW this is the last chapter so I really hope you enjoyed reading this book. Thanks for reading, voting & commenting and I'll see you in my next story. Peace out✌

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