Title: Seven Stages of Grieving

Author: So Yun

Beta: Syracusethedog

Seven stages of Grieving

Epilogue

Hermione and Ron looked fondly upon the framed picture. It had been taken on a sad day but it had been a joyous event afterwards.

In Hermione's arms she cradled newborn Baby Harry, his brown eyes and curly orange haired head snuggled in blankets.

Ron kissed the baby's forehead gently then kissed Hermione tenderly on the lips.

"That day changed everything, but it also made everything alright," He whispered leaning over he should to smile at the photo.

It had been taken five years before on the day of Harry's funeral. Whenever the duo looked at it they smiled, all their tears had been shed.

There was no more room for crying; only laughing and smiling.

It was a picture of the great hall at Hogwarts; there were black banners with emerald ribbons in the background. The hall was filled with the thousands of people who had attended Harry's funeral.

The quirky thing was that every single person who had drunk from the giant bowl of punch now had emerald eyes, messy raven hair and cellotaped circular glasses.

Taking the fact that nearly everyone drunk the punch, everyone looked like Harry; males and females alike.

Each one of them grinned, some of them pushing up their cellotaped glasses which were too big. The twins and Snape had asked Dobby to slip the transfiguration potion into the punch. It had been the prank in honour of Harry, the last one.

The funny thing is that no one had a lightening bolt scar. Even the twins and Snape assumed that everyone would get that when they drunk the punch.

But it truly proved that Harry's scar was not truly an essence of him. It proved that what was underneath truly outshined the outside.

But no one needed to be told that, they all knew Harry had shined in every aspect.

Hermione, Ron and baby Harry stared at the picture and smiled. Although they would never see their friend again in this life time or baby Harry would never meet his Godfather, they would never forget him.

They lived their lives the way Harry would have wanted them to. They took baby Harry to visit Great-Godfather on a weekly basis and Hermione scolded him on an hourly basis.

The first toy baby Harry ever received was a stuffed black toy dog; he immediately loved it and never let it out of his sight.

Although Sirius was getting old he still got caught attempting to teach baby Harry to fly, Remus usually aided him in that department.

Snape only glimpsed Harry Weasley once and instantly disliked the baby, even though it was only a year old.

Though the old potions professor promised he would never hate the boy or do anything in spite of him. He actually even smiled at the baby as Hermione walked past carrying him on her way to her Charms Office. The brown eyed baby smiled back and waved its hand.

Then Snape resumed his usual sneer and attempted to take points off her husband who trailed behind carrying a magical cot; besides the fact he had graduated five years before.

Dumbledore frowned at him as he walked past before smiling and winking.

"Damn you Albus, I refuse to teach that little snot rag when he comes to Hogwarts…."