𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 || h.potter

• Epilogue •

|| Nineteen Years Later ||

"Do you have your things, James?" asked Amelia, as she ties her hair into a neat bun.

"Yes."

"Your wand? Your trunk?"

"No."

"Go and Get it." said Amelia, narrowing her eyes at her son, who has black hair, green eyes and pale skin named James Sirius Potter. He purses his lips and nods, walking upstairs to get his things.

"Regulus!" Amelia called, he walks to his mother and lifts a brow.

"Yes, Mum?"

"Where is your trunk? Have you got everything?"

"Of course, I'm not irresponsible like James." said Regulus, snickering. Amelia rolled her eyes and kissed his forehead. Regulus has black hair, green eyes with a little bit of grey if that makes sense and is named Regulus Remus Potter. [I changed the name cuz i figured i need to make up with all those deaths :)]

"Where's your father?" Amelia asks, walking to the living room.

"Kitchen, Mum." replied Evangeline, as she plops on the couch. Evangeline has short black hair, grey eyes and her skin is not as pale, so was Lily's, Evangeline's twin. Their full names are Evangeline Ara Potter, and Lily Minerva Potter.

Amelia nods, walks inside the kitchen sees Harry drinking his coffee as he holds the daily prophet in his hands, reading headlines and news. His hair is cleaner, his face wrinkled of age. Everyday, Amelia still loved him so much.

"Hello, love." greeted Amelia, as she sat down beside her husband.

"Hello, sweetheart."

"No missions today?" asked Amelia, "I still have a duty as St. Mungo tonight."

"It's all right, I'll take care of the twins." He puts the newspaper down, and Amelia drags her hand through his hair. "I love you..."

Amelia snorts. "I know. I love you too."

"Mum!" called James from upstairs. "Have you seen my wand?"

"Did you check near your bookshelf?" Amelia shouted back.

"Oh. Right. Thanks, Mum!"

•••

Two parents, pushing trolleys, shepherd their four children toward the great sooty station.

Commuters stare curiously as the family weaves its way to a barrier between platforms nine and ten. As they come to a halt, the parents' faces come clear: Harry, now 36 years old and so was Amelia. Beside them stood their children.

James, mischief in his eyes, looks back at his brother just before he runs through the barrier.
And Vanishes.

Regulus grips the handle of his trolley nervously, finding it hard to follow. Harry appears behind him, smiles tenderly, sees his son's nervousness.

"Together?" asked Harry, Amelia smiles.

Regulus nods and, side by side, they run the trolley at the barrier. Amelia holds the twins, and looks at them.

"C'mon sweethearts," said Amelia. They run inside the barrier and emerge onto a new platform where a scarlet steam engine pours white smoke into the air.

Amelia notice Regulus peer about anxiously.
There is a riot of activity, as wizarding parents see off their children and trunks are loaded. There are lots of first years like Regulus, looking equally nervous and being given a final send-off. trepidation.

"Eva, Lily, why don't you go and say hello to Aunt Hermione." said Amelia, they grin, Lily and Evangeline races through the crowd.

Hermione and their two children, Hugo, as Rose's luggage is packed onto the gentle goodbyes. Ron waves over to Harry and Amelia.

Hermione gives her daughter rose one last hug. "Don't forget to give Professor Longbottom our best." said Hermione.

Regulus looks at it all with off chasing a paper bird that people through the steam: Regulus looks at the train, then back to Harry. Then he disappears.

Harry and Amelia share a knowing look, and then as Amelia takes charge of the trolley. "Go on, love." Harry nods.

"James!" called Amelia, "Honestly love, I do not want any pranks on Professors."

James chuckles. "Said the person who broke over fifty school rules during their first year."

"Hold on," Amelia points a finger at him. "I only said don't prank the Professors, just prank the students. I recommend Dungbombs. Or slime and feathers."

"Right, thanks mum. I'll keep that in mind."

"Don't blow up a toilet, too."

"I won't. Maybe."

"James..."

"All right, all right. Bye, Mum."

"Okay, off you go in the Train." chuckled Amelia.

James nods, and goes inside the train. Amelia walks over to Ron and Hermione.

"Hey, Mione," smiled Amelia, as she gives her a hug.

"Hello, Mia." Hermione greets.

"Ronald!" chuckled Amelia, as she and Ron do their iconic handshake, which only both of them knows.

"Hello, Amelia." Ron smirks.

"Mummy!" called Lily, as she walks over to Amelia.

"Yes, sweetheart?"

"After this, Evangeline said she wanted ice-cream." said Lily, Evangeline smacks her sister's arm.

"I told you not to say it's from me!"

Amelia chuckles and nods. "You won't have any ice-cream if you two keep behaving like that."

"Fine." huffed Lily and Evangeline in unison.
The train whistle blows. Amelia looks over at her son and husband, sees them standing up, smiling at each other. They stand, consider each other for a moment, then Harry leans over and gives his son a big hug.

Regulus settles into his seat opposite Rose, looks around him, a chocolate frog jumps up the window, a Weasley Firework caroms down the train corridor beyond. This is going to be quite a journey. Regulus smiles and looks out to his Dad and Mum, Raises a hand to wave. And the train jolts to a start.

Harry, Amelia, Ron, and Hermione watch with affection.Lily and Evangeline both look like they want to do is to jump on the train and leave with it.

The train heads off. Harry hand slips onto Amelia's and they smile at each other, memories coming flashing before their eyes.

All was well.

|| The End ||