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Epilogue: Ten Years Later

It had been ten years since that night. I haven't seen or talked to Ron since then either, though I can't say the same about him. For all I know, Ron could have been watching me sleep and I wouldn't have known it. I was at the park, watching my six year old daughter playing. I hadn't notice someone had walked up behind me.

"Hello, Hermione," the person said.

I turned and gasped, "Ron!"

He hadn't changed at all, of course. I was now ten years older, which made this look at little weird.

"It's so good to see you," I said.

"And you too," Ron told me, a smile appearing on his face.

In the ten years since I had seen Ron, I met a nice guy and we got married and had a baby girl. A couple of years ago, however, the married fell apart and we separated. Seeing Ron now made me wonder if Ginny had told him anything.

"Time has been good to you," Ron said.

I had to laugh at this.

"Thank you," I said, trying to stop laughing.

"Have you been happy?" Ron asked, suddenly turning serious.

I looked at him at stopped laughing.

"As happy as I could be without you," I told me.

"Tell me all about it," Ron said.

We sat down and I took a deep breath, trying to think of how I was going to explain to him what had happened these past ten years.

"Well, after leaving Hogwarts you know I started working at the Ministry of Magic," I said.

He nodded.

"I met someone there. He was really wonderful. We got married and had a daughter," I continued, glancing at the children playing.

My own daughter was now on the swings.

"You're saying this as if you two are no longer together," Ron said.

I looked down. So it looked like Ginny hadn't been keeping a track on me like I thought she had been. I doubted now that Ron himself had been checking up on me.

"That would be correct," I nodded.

I looked at him as he put a hand on my shoulder.

"I'm sorry," he apologized.

I laughed and shook my head.

"Don't be. It was great while it lasted," I told me.

He looked pleased that he had been happy, even if it had been for a short time.

"Mummy!" my daughter yelled.

I smiled as she ran up to me and wrapped her small arms around me.

"Jenny, darling, I'd like you to meet a friend of mine. This is Mr. Weasley. Ron, this is my daughter, Jenny," I introduced them.

"Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Weasley," Jenny said politely, making me smile.

Ron smiled and bent down to her level, and I was sure he was examining her very closely.

"And it's lovely to meet you, Jenny," he said.

He didn't take her hand, which I thought was very smart. Who knew hat she would've done because this was a very hot day. Knowing my look, she'd have some short of accidental magic happen I year before it was supposed to show itself. Jenny skipped back off when one of her new little friends called her.

"Jenny?" Ron asked as he stood back up.

"J-E, not G-I," I told him.

Of course, though, Ginny had such a big influence in my life that when it came to naming Jenny, I knew who I want to name her after.

"She looks like you," Ron said out of the blue.

"Thank you, but she hasn't got my…" I began before Ron answered it.

"Eyes," he said.

I looked down, knowing that this couldn't last forever.

"Oh, I wish I could stay with you forever," I sighed.

"You still can. If it's truly what you want," Ron told me.

I looked at him in shock. He was choosing now to have a change of mind?

"I have a daughter now, Ron. I just can't leave her," I told him, sounding as offended as I could.

"I understand," he sighed.

I was glad he sounded disappointed. I had given him the chance before.

"Promise me something?" I asked.

"Anything," he said.

Even though I denied him, I was glad he'd still do anything for me.

"When I leave this Earth, promise me you won't fall into a depression. I want you to carry on," I said.

"That will be a hard promise to keep," Ron told me, but something in his voice told me he would at least try.

"I want you to be happy. Even if we can't live together forever. I will love you until my last breath," I said, taking his hand.

I surprised that after all this time of not feeling his cold hands, I didn't flinch.

"And I will always love you," Ron said.

I glanced over at Jenny to make sure she wasn't looking, and I shared the very last kiss I'd ever have with the only man I would truly ever love.

THE END