Epilogue – Lily Harriet Diggory:

It had been one year since the funeral of Lily Ginevra Potter. The wizarding world had begun to rebuild itself and its laws; the few followers that Lily had had that had not been in the Venice mansion at the time had been justly prosecuted and sent to Azkaban and peace had resumed throughout the wizarding and even the Muggle world. The Great War had finally ended and no one was really sure whom to thank. It was no secret that both Harry and Jaime Potter had something to do with Lily's demise, but they both simply claimed that Lily's followers had attacked Jaime and Lily stepped in and saved her twin sister's life while sacrificing her own. Most did not believe that this was the entire truth, but what other proof did they have? The only living witnesses to the event were Harry, Jaime, and Jaime's young son, Cedric, who also confirmed his grandfather and mother's stories.

The Ministry of Magic had no choice but to accept Lily's death, allow the family to fulfill their wishes and bury her properly, and then move on to rebuild that world that Lily had come so close to completely destroying.

This went on for about a year. Until Jaime received some startling news…


The waiting room at St. Mungo's Hospital of Magical Maladies and Injuries was much more crowded than normal. It contained its normal crowd who were there for emergencies and waiting for news. Today, it consisted of a large family who were waiting for yet another wonderful miracle to enter their lives.

The famous Harry Potter was there, which was why security in the hospital had been upped severely. It was no secret that wherever that man went, even in his old age, trouble normally followed. But, today, Harry suspected there would be no trouble as he played on the floor with his little granddaughter, Ginny, there would only be joy. Eustrice, Jason, Lynn, Ron, Hermione, Bill, and Fleur were all sitting in the waiting room, playing Exploding Snap or reading magazines while waiting for the news patiently. Eustrice had young seven year old Cedric in his lap, telling stories from his days at Hogwarts, which Cedric listened to eagerly. The only person in this particular party who did not seem calm, was Lionel Diggory. He was scratching his chin, biting his lip, running his fingers through his hair, and pacing around in a circle nervously.

Finally, out of nowhere, a nurse whom was wiping her hands on a rag and pocketing her wand came into the room, shouting out, "Mr. Lionel Diggory?" One could have thought that Lionel Apparated in front of the nurse because one second he had been across the waiting room, the next second, he was standing directly in front of her, wide-eyed and anxious. Everyone else in the room, seeing the nurse, also got to their feet; except for little Ginny. She was comfortably being carried in her grandfather's arms.

"That's me," announced Lionel, looking at the nurse eagerly. "Is everything okay? Did everything turn out all right? Is she okay? What is it?" He said this all in one long breath, which caused the nurse to chuckle. Eustrice also grinned.

"Yes, please tell him the news before his head explodes," said Eustrice teasingly, causing everyone else in the room to laugh. Lionel shot his friend an annoyed look, but there was no denying the twinkle that had sparkled in his eyes.

The nurse giggled and smiled up at Lionel. "Well, Mr. Diggory, I believe a congratulations are in order. Congratulations, you're the proud father of another healthy, beautiful baby girl."

There was a gasp throughout the room and everyone began talking excitedly, coming up to Lionel and offering him hug of congratulations along with pats on the back and handshakes from the fellow males in the room. Lionel graciously accepted them and turned back to the nurse, still looking anxious, but now more excited than anything. "When can I see them?"

"Now if you wish," said the nurse. "Jaime and the baby are doing very well; you all may go see them. But, hospital policy only allows two visitors at a time and Jaime has personally requested to see her husband and father."

Harry looked up startled. "Me?"

"Yes, you," said the nurse, nodding towards Harry. "Won't you follow me, Mr. Diggory? Mr. Potter?" Lionel nodded and immediately followed the nurse out of the waiting room and towards a long, narrow hallway. Harry looked around nervously at the rest of the family, but they all smiled encouragingly at him. Lynn even stepped forward to take Ginny out of Harry's arms and into her own so that he was free to go in and see his daughter and new granddaughter. Receiving the encouragement, Harry beamed and followed the nurse and Lionel out of the room and down the hallway; his heart pounding and his hands shaking with excitement. He had never been the first to see his grandchildren before and he wondered why Jaime had requested him to do so now.

Then they entered Jaime's delivery room, there she was, inside. Jaime was lying comfortably in the bed, but she looked a complete mess; tired and weary-looking. Her jet-black hair was greasy, sweaty, and sticking up at all angles and there were dark rings under her normally bright, emerald green eyes. Harry smiled at his daughter as Lionel went right to over and planting a gentle, loving kiss on her forehead.

"You've never looked more beautiful, Jaime," whispered Lionel as he pressed her forehead against hers. "Thank you for giving me another beautiful gift; another daughter. I could not be more thankful, baby." Jaime did not respond, she merely beamed up at her husband as she continued to cradle the bundle of pink blankets that was resting securely in her arms. Harry could not see the baby fully yet, but he could see the tuft of soft looking brown hair that stuck up from out of the pink blanket.

Lionel looked down from Jaime's face and settled his eyes on to the little bundle in her arms. Harry noticed how his eyes became a little brighter; mixed with sparkle and overjoyed tears. He reached out his hand and stroked his new daughter's cheek gently and tenderly. The very sight almost brought tears to Harry's eyes.

"She's beautiful, Jaime," whispered Lionel, finally tearing his eyes off his new daughter and kissing his wife tenderly on the forehead again. "Absolutely beautiful." Jaime smiled brightly and finally looked up at her father.

"Dad?" she called out, capturing Harry's attention. He looked up at her. "Would you like to hold your youngest grandchild?"

"I'd be honored to," Harry whispered breathlessly. He walked forward and took the newborn baby into his arms and looked down at the tiny pink face wrapped in the pink bundle of blankets and complete and utter wonder entered his eyes. While Harry took a hold of his new granddaughter, Lionel lied down beside Jaime in the hospital bed and wrapped a comforting arm around her as she nuzzled her face into his shoulder.

"So, what should we name her?" asked Lionel, breaking comfortable silence as they all admired the new baby. Harry ignored the question and continued cradling and staring down at the infant adoringly. Jaime on the other hand, bit her lip nervously and began fiddling with her hands in her lap.

"I've been playing around with a lot of names," she started slowly, "but only one name really sticks…one that would really suit her."

"What is it?" Lionel asked curiously.

"Her name should be Lily…Lily Harriet Diggory," said Jaime, now looking at Harry. "She'll be named after her late aunt, with whom without, she would not be here and after her grandfather." Both Harry and Lionel looked up at each other startled, not expecting the name that just came out of Jaime's mouth. Finally, the two men spoke to one another with their eyes and smiled. Lionel looked away and considered for a moment.

"I love it," he finally said, kissing Jaime on the cheek. "Her name is Lily."

Harry beamed and looked back down at his new granddaughter, Lily, now never taking his eyes off of her. "It's perfect," he whispered. "You're perfect, Lily Harriet Diggory."

As if they baby already knew her name, baby Lily opened her eyes and looked up at her grandfather. Harry gasped, completely startled to see how emerald green they were; Lily had inherited the famous Potter emerald green eyes. Harry beamed and tears began to well up in his eyes again. And as if Lily recognized the man looking at her as her grandfather, she actually smiled at him.

Doctors and nurses had always claimed that babies that young, especially newborns, do not have the physical ability to smile, but Harry was sure that baby Lily smiled up at him.

There are just some kinds of magic that, even in the wizarding world, cannot be explained.

*The End*

When you feel all alone
And the world has turned its back on you
Give me a moment please to tame your wild, wild heart
I know you feel like the walls are closing in on you
It's hard to find relief and people can be so cold
When darkness is upon your door and you feel like you can't take anymore

Let me be the one you call
If you jump I'll break your fall
Lift you up and fly away with you into the night
If you need to fall apart
I can mend a broken heart
If you need to crash then crash and burn
You're not alone

When you feel all alone
And a loyal friend is hard to find
You're caught in a one way street
With the monsters in your head
When hopes and dreams are far away and
You feel like you can't face the day

Let me be the one you call
If you jump I'll break your fall
Lift you up and fly away with you into the night
If you need to fall apart
I can mend a broken heart
If you need to crash then crash and burn
You're not alone

'Cause there has always been heartache and pain
And when it's over you'll breathe again
You'll breath again
When you feel all alone
And the world has turned its back on you
Give me a moment please
To tame your wild wild heart

Let me be the one you call
If you jump I'll break your fall
Lift you up and fly away with you into the night
If you need to fall apart
I can mend a broken heart
If you need to crash then crash and burn
You're not alone
("Crash and Burn" – Savage Garden)

A note from the Jitterbelle. This completes the story. Thank you to all those who have read it and who have reviewed. I hope you enjoyed the story and please do not hesitate to check out my other stories on my profile. All of them, but one, is completed. Thank you to those who have stuck it out with me the last six years I've been writing this story. I greatly appreciate it and you.

*The Jitterbelle*