Queen of the Yule Season

Epilogue

QUEEN OF THE YULE SEASON

By: tweety-src-clt9

Epilogue

Harry Potter smiled as he stirred the two glasses of milk. It's Christmas Eve and tomorrow, he cannot wait to see the big smiles on his boys as they open their presents. His nine-year-old godson, Teddy Lupin, is staying with them for the holidays since Andromeda is busy caring for a sick Narcissa Malfoy. He's not sure who's happier at Teddy's presence here in 12 Grimmauld Place – him and Hermione or their little bundle of joy, four-year-old AJ. Alfred James Potter is quite a handful since the little boy inherited his penchant for attracting trouble and his mood swings. Not only that, the boy inherited Hermione's brilliance. So obviously, he and his wife are always on their toes since they cannot predict what their son will do next.

He chuckled as he remembered Hermione's face as she screamed in a mixture of fear, pride, and exasperation when their son levitated himself from his kiddie chair when he angrily cried about not wanting to eat his vegetables.

"Uncle Harry! Uncle Harry!"

"Dada! Dada!"

The combined yells from his boys startled him from his reverie that he could only sigh in fond exasperation as he levitated the glasses of milk. He sprinted towards the living room as he prepared himself for the worst. The sight that greeted him made him smile. Instead of the chaos that he expected, Teddy and AJ are squatting on the floor as his godson showed his godbrother some pictures from their wedding four years ago on the anniversary of the day he first laid eyes on Hermione – the 1st of September.

"See AJ... There's me. I'm the ring bearer during your mummy and daddy's wedding... And then there's – "

"What are you boys up to?" He said with a lopsided grin.

"Dada!"

"Uncle Harry!"

"Here's Mr. Teddy's milk... and then there's my baby AJ's milk..." He handed each boy a glass.

"Thank 'ou Dada," AJ grinned.

"Thanks, Uncle Harry," Teddy said before gulping his milk.

"You're welcome, boys... Now, what sort of trouble have you been up to?" He smirked.

"Mama! Dada! Pictures," AJ tapped a finger on the opened album as he used his other hand to drink his milk.

"Why don't you boys finish your milk first before we all look at the pictures together?" The boys looked at each other before giving him bright smiles. Not five minutes have passed when they settled their empty glasses on the floor. Pointing his finger to the glasses, he vanished them to the kitchen sink.

"Okay... so what part are you boys in with the pictures?" He asked.

"Uncle Harry... what does Queen of the Yule Season mean?" Teddy gave him a curious look.

"Mama pwetty! Mama like a pwincess," AJ clapped his hands. Harry looked at what they were referring to and gulped. It was the card given to them by Lia and Lizzy during their wedding. They called Hermione the Queen of the Yule Season forever in the card they attached on the wrapping paper of their present – a set of sexy lingerie to his delight. As he thought about the moniker, his mind drifted to the not-so-innocent memories about the bet his wife had made with her then jealous cousins...

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He nearly cursed out loud when he entered the living room. He could feel the drool threatening to drip from his mouth as his eyes feasted on Hermione's exposed skin. She was wearing a skin-tight sports bra of sorts in white color with a thick black vertical line on the sides. The sports bra is paired with the same colored shorts that actually looked like knickers since it only covers the important parts. He gulped as he watched the trail of sweat glistening on her skin.