Forbidden Fruit
Title: Forbidden Fruit (The Epilogue)
Team Name: Death Eaters, naturally...
Word Count: 400 (100 x 4)
Rating: I don't know... eh, PG.
Challenge: I don't even know anymore...
Author's Notes: The end, guys. Sorry, but I have no plans to turn this into a fic. Drabble only, methinks. Besides, this just ended up being way too fluffy for my tastes… The sweetness is making me nauseous...
Again, parts 1-18 are a must-read first.
THE REAL EPILOGUE
19 Years Later
PART 19
Hermione sat alone in her study, pouring over the notes that she had written the night before. A small, red-headed freckled girl came bouncing in through the open door and wrapped her arms around her.
“Molly! How was school?”
The little girl smiled up at her and did a little jig of academic excitement that reminded Hermione so much of herself at that age. “It was WONDERFUL!” the girl nearly shouted. “I learned all kinds of new spells and potions, and I've read Hogwarts, a History SIX TIMES!”
Hermione smiled, looking around for Ron. “That's wonderful, honey. Where's daddy?”
PART 20
“He's in the kitchen talking to Uncle Severus right now.” the ginger girl responded.
Hermione extracted herself from the room and followed Molly into the kitchen where she found the two men taunting each other over a careful game of Wizard's Chess.
“Honestly, Weasley, there's something called birth control. If you do not stop reproducing, Hogwarts will have to add another dormitory in Gryffindor tower simply to accommodate your offspring.”
“Gee, Snape, sorry I'm not an ex-Potions Professor, and can't home-school my kids like you.”
“Actually,” Snape responded as his bishop knocked the top off of one of Ron's pawns,
PART 21
“Selene will be attending Hogwarts in the fall after all. Hermione and I have discussed it, and we've decided she needs to associate with other children... hopefully not yours.”
Ron scowled. “Knight to E-5. You mean you don't want to make arrangements for marriage between Selene and Fred? He's had his eye on her all summer...”
Snape nearly choked on black tea, bringing an indignant huff from his King piece. “Merlin, Weasley, are you trying to give me a heart attack?”
As Hermione watched the scene play out before her, she felt a contented smile grace her lips. Nineteen years...
PART 22
Nineteen years had brought her so much. She had spent seventeen of them married to the most brilliant man she'd ever known. Thirteen years of them she'd spent being a mother... Ten of those thirteen years in seclusion, her only correspondence with those she'd known in the wizarding world through owls and floo calls.
Three years ago she and Severus had decided, for the sake of their daughter, to rejoin the wizarding community once more. Their lives were now complete.
She left the room and retreated to her study, the only place left where she was truly secluded any longer.
Team Name: Death Eaters, naturally...
Word Count: 400 (100 x 4)
Rating: I don't know... eh, PG.
Challenge: I don't even know anymore...
Author's Notes: The end, guys. Sorry, but I have no plans to turn this into a fic. Drabble only, methinks. Besides, this just ended up being way too fluffy for my tastes… The sweetness is making me nauseous...
Again, parts 1-18 are a must-read first.
THE REAL EPILOGUE
19 Years Later
PART 19
Hermione sat alone in her study, pouring over the notes that she had written the night before. A small, red-headed freckled girl came bouncing in through the open door and wrapped her arms around her.
“Molly! How was school?”
The little girl smiled up at her and did a little jig of academic excitement that reminded Hermione so much of herself at that age. “It was WONDERFUL!” the girl nearly shouted. “I learned all kinds of new spells and potions, and I've read Hogwarts, a History SIX TIMES!”
Hermione smiled, looking around for Ron. “That's wonderful, honey. Where's daddy?”
PART 20
“He's in the kitchen talking to Uncle Severus right now.” the ginger girl responded.
Hermione extracted herself from the room and followed Molly into the kitchen where she found the two men taunting each other over a careful game of Wizard's Chess.
“Honestly, Weasley, there's something called birth control. If you do not stop reproducing, Hogwarts will have to add another dormitory in Gryffindor tower simply to accommodate your offspring.”
“Gee, Snape, sorry I'm not an ex-Potions Professor, and can't home-school my kids like you.”
“Actually,” Snape responded as his bishop knocked the top off of one of Ron's pawns,
PART 21
“Selene will be attending Hogwarts in the fall after all. Hermione and I have discussed it, and we've decided she needs to associate with other children... hopefully not yours.”
Ron scowled. “Knight to E-5. You mean you don't want to make arrangements for marriage between Selene and Fred? He's had his eye on her all summer...”
Snape nearly choked on black tea, bringing an indignant huff from his King piece. “Merlin, Weasley, are you trying to give me a heart attack?”
As Hermione watched the scene play out before her, she felt a contented smile grace her lips. Nineteen years...
PART 22
Nineteen years had brought her so much. She had spent seventeen of them married to the most brilliant man she'd ever known. Thirteen years of them she'd spent being a mother... Ten of those thirteen years in seclusion, her only correspondence with those she'd known in the wizarding world through owls and floo calls.
Three years ago she and Severus had decided, for the sake of their daughter, to rejoin the wizarding community once more. Their lives were now complete.
She left the room and retreated to her study, the only place left where she was truly secluded any longer.