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Harry Potter and the End of Illusions	By : Christina_Potter_09 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Hermione Views: 11159 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Ten Years Later…

The Blanket of stars had already covered the sky and the moon was shining brightly as the couple moved slowly between muffled moans of pain and sighs of exhaustion to Grimmauld Place. They reached No twelve and the brown haired woman thought of the place she and her husband wanted to show up. First the door and then the rest of the house started appearing from thin air until the entire house was right in front of them. The woman sighted and climbed the few steps separating them from the entrance; all the way helping her husband who was supporting most of his weight on her because of his wounded leg and ribs.

The couple entered the hall and magically the lights turned on, smart those little spells, especially when a couple has children. The house was silent and peaceful, something rare for the Potter household. The pair moved to the living room and there Mrs. Potter helped her husband on the couch with a small moan from both of them.

‘Hermione, you really shouldn’t, we could have used the floo or a portkey or apparition.’ Harry Potter said as he frowned when his wife, Hermione ripped open his robes and check on his ribs as she took her wand out.

‘If we had apparated we would have split ourselves for sure, and what a bad death this would be for the Potters huh?’ Hermione said and smiled at his already grinning husband. ‘If we had flooed, your leg would be worse since you have never managed to come out of a fireplace normally and the same stands for the portkey traveling.’ Hermione went on and her husband only pocked his tongue at her and then moaned as she squeezed him a bit too hard.

‘Sorry, love.’ Hermione said with a grin Harry knew was fake. Hermione frowned as she fell to her knees so she can see her husband’s wounds closer. Harry couldn’t see some wounds on her but he guessed she moaned because of exhaustion.

With a few spells Harry’s ribs were healed and only a small aching was there to remind him the Reducto the head of the Killers had cast on him a few hours ago during their mission in York. Hermione healed Harry’s leg as well and then smiled at her husband.

‘Thank you, love, the best healer would envy you.’ Harry said and smiled as he saw her blushing even after all these years together.

‘No problem, sweetheart.’ Hermione said and tried to stand up with a frown. Harry looked at her carefully and gasped when he noticed a large wound from under her arm down to her ribs and waist, the large wound was at the side Hermione was caring Harry before and it had certainly got bigger because of that fact. Hermione tried to hide it but Harry took her arm gently and raised it so he could see the wound closer.

‘Why you didn’t say a word, Hermione?’ Harry asked quietly. Hermione looked at him for a moment and then sighted. Thought their bond Harry could sense her worry and he could feel her physical pain.

‘It’s nothing really and I didn’t want you to have more in your mind, your leg and ribs were further damaged than this.’ Hermione said and forced a smile but Harry didn’t return it.

‘Who did this to you?’ Harry asked and Hermione looked away, the answer was given and Harry cursed loudly, something he rarely did at home with the rest of the people in it around.

‘It’s over now. We captured him, love, today was his end, he is in Azkaban and I managed to curse him before he cast the slitting curse on me.’ Hermione said and Harry sighted as he took his own wand out to heal his wife. His and Hermione’s team had been trying to capture the Killers’ most dangerous assassin Martin Cole for more than five months and Cole seemed to have as target number one Harry and Hermione. Many times the last months the couple had returned home with huge wounds, cuts and loss of blood because of him.

‘The bloody bastard.’ Harry whispered as he sat up on the couch and opened his legs so Hermione could move closer between them. Hermione raised her arm and Harry opened further the leather of her uniform so he could heal the cut, he first cleaned the area and then with a spell the wound was healed and Hermione’s skin was clear.

Harry smiled up at her and kissed Hermione’s skin where the leather was ripped. The blood on Hermione’s uniform was filling his nostrils but Harry didn’t care. With a shudder he thought that if that had happened a few months ago to Hermione she wouldn’t have died but someone else inside her would have. He pushed those thoughts out of his mind as Hermione sat on his good leg probably not wanting to hurt his damaged and re-healed leg and kissed his cheek.

Hermione moved her face close to her husband’s and smiled at him as she trailed her index finger along Harry’s jaw line. She smiled at Harry and he could only smile back with the feeling of happiness inside him, every mission, every physical or mental pain of the past worth it, worth all this peace and happiness now, it all worth to be with his wife hugged in their house.

‘How many times I have said that I like you very much without your glasses?’ Hermione asked softly and Harry chuckled at the by now old question of hers.

‘Hmm I’ve lost the count four years ago, sweetie.’ Harry said and Hermione smiled and nodded. When the couple had started the training the trainers had advised Harry to do something about his eyesight since trying to find your wand in a case of emergency with your glasses broken could be proven fatal. So Harry had decided to got rid of his glasses and Hermione had found the perfect charm for him, since then, ten years ago, Hermione had been saying how much he liked him with no glasses and how much his “brilliant eyes” were now more bright. His “awful eyesight” was fixed and Harry wanted it or not had to admit that life with no glasses was easier and all this compliments from Hermione had always ended up in very pleasurable times for the couple.

Harry buried his hand in her hair and pulled her against him. Hermione moaned this time in happiness and together let themselves on the couch. Their lips met and Harry started caressing Hermione’s body above her leather uniform, he had told her before, when they had first entered their training program that he was always turned on when he saw her in that leather cloth and even now after all these years; he meant it. Hermione pulled away from the kiss and looked dazed at Harry.

‘We should stop.’ Hermione said and Harry knew she was right, he gave a sigh and then kissed Hermione again before she stood up and helped him. They moved out of the living room to the hall and up the stairs and in their bedroom so they could change. After a shower they shared along with a little snogging the couple got dressed in casual clothes. Harry wore black jeans and a deep green t-shit his mother-in-law had bought him and Hermione wore a purple summer dress as she didn’t want to press her wound beneath her arm. Harry smiled at her and together they moved close to the fireplace of their bedroom.

Harry threw floo powder in the fireplace and gestured to Hermione to step in the green flames. Hermione smiled and stepped in the fireplace, she winked at Harry, threw the powder she was holding and said out loud “The Burrow”. In a second she was gone, Harry did the same and stepped with a small stumble out of it in the Burrow’s living room. Hermione was right in front of him and in Mrs. Weasley’s bone crushing hug. Harry smiled at everyone in the living room who cheered for the Potters. After Mrs. Weasley’s hug Ron moved close. Harry and Hermione smiled at their best friend.

‘Hey guys, how was the--?’

‘MUMMY! DADDY!’

‘MUMMY! DADDY!!’ Two really loud shouts were heard as a five-year-old girl with brown curly hair and emerald eyes along with a three-year-old boy with raven shaggy hair and brown eyes ran to Harry and Hermione, the couple bowed and Hermione took her eldest daughter in her hug as Harry took their son in his.

‘I missed you, mummy!’ the girl said and hugged her mom, bushy, curly hair of the daughter mixing with the not so bushy anymore hair of the mother. Hermione closed her eyes as she hugged her child after two days in the mission. Harry smiled knowing Hermione had missed their children since this mission was her first after their third child’s birth and it was always hard for Hermione to let her children behind.

‘I missed you too, Lilly, how was your day with Jamie and Jane?’ Hermione asked and moved even closer to Harry and her son. Lilly leaned close to her dad and gave him a big kiss on the cheek before she could answer as James was giving a kiss to his mom.

‘Usual, Jamie played with F’edy and Teddy, Jane was sleeping and I was playing with Amelia and A’thur.’ Lilly answered and squealed as Harry tickled her ribs something she always loved to have her dad doing. Jamie laughed at her sister but started screaming playfully when Harry started tickling him as well.

‘Where is your sister, love?’ Harry asked and Lilly pointed at the kitchen. Harry and Hermione moved to the kitchen with two of their three children and found Luna holding their third child, baby Jane. Hermione let Lilly on the ground and moved close to Luna, the blond witch hugged her best friend and handed her the baby.

The little girl with the large green eyes and the brown hairs on her head yawned and smiled at her mom. Harry let James on the ground as well and the little boy along with his eldest sister ran to their friends back in the living room. Ron moved to the kitchen and hugged his wife by the waist. Harry moved close to Hermione and smiled at their child. Their three children were the best gifts Hermione had ever given to him and he was grateful. He hugged Hermione from behind and kissed her neck as they watched their three-month-old daughter dazing off.

‘So, after the invasion of the little Potters we’re free to talk. How was your mission guys, did you capture them?’ Ron asked as the couples returned in the full of people living room.

‘Yes, we did Ron, finally we did,’ Harry said as he helped Hermione to sit down on a sofa with their baby in her hands. He sat on the arm of the couch as Ron sat on a chair close and Luna sat on his lap since there was no other chair available.

Everyone was there tonight, like every once in a month. Everyone had agreed to gather at the Burrow for dinner every third Sunday per month so the family can stay close and together. Everyone needed it after the war, everyone wanted to make sure that they are alive and happy. George who kept the joke shop with his wife Helen had two children, Fred and Amy. Ron whom after months of trying Harry made it and gave him as a gift his part of the joke shop now was holding the new shop in Hongsmeade married with Luna who kept the Quibbler after the death of her father and at the same period of time with Harry and Hermione Ron and Luna had their children Amelia and Arthur.

Fleur who now was working in the ministry in Corporation with other European countries (one of the new Ministry’s departments) and Bill who was still working in Gringorts had their two children Victoria and Edward. Ginny who decided to be a Quiditch player with her daughters Nymphadora and Helladora were present as well without Draco who was in St. Mango’s hospital since the last mission with the Unspeakables caused him an injured leg.

Everyone was talking about random things around Harry who was watching yet another bickering of Ron and Hermione’s about a new law that would be soon passed in the Ministry about magic in non-magical London. Harry smiled as Ron’s ears were turned red and at Luna’s dreamy watching eyes. He looked around and saw the rest of his family. Bill, Ginny, Fluer and George arguing about Ireland’s Quiditch team and Mrs. Weasley trying to calm little Freddy because Teddy had took his toy. Harry’s smile faded at the thought of Andromeda, she was in St. Mango’s, ill and tired because of age and mental exhaustion, because of her pain and sorrow all these years her magical levels had started to getting destroyed and both Harry and Hermione had decided to take care of Teddy if and when was every needed.

Harry kept looking around, his emerald eyes pinned on his eldest child, his little Lilly, his and Hermione’s bond symbol, his lovely daughter with her mom’s brains and his father’s trouble magnet, he then looked at his little mischief son, James, his mother’s eyes was the only thing the little boy had, the rest was from the Potter’s side. James’ looked like his grandfather and that made Harry grin only at the sight of his little boy, Jamie was exactly like Harry, shy, with the saving-people-thing in him and even a stronger magnet to troubles than his older sister. A familiar little cry made Harry to look at his wife’s hug and his little baby. Harry smiled at Hermione who was smiling back at him and together looked at their littlies angel. Little Jane was a mix of Harry and Hermione’s just like Lilly but both parents hoped that this child wouldn’t be as loud and troublemaker as possible, a wish they knew it wouldn’t be true since her genes and her siblings along with Uncles Ron and George would take care of it.

After a few more fights, laughing of the family and after a small chaos because of Teddy and Victoria had fired a small firework for children George “had accidently let on the kitchen table” the family started taking tables, chairs and foods out so they could all eat in the garden. A beautiful dinner under the sky of a beautiful June night. Everyone helped and after almost half an hour everyone was sat on the joining and enlarged tables. They started eating and the children were running around and arguing with their moms and aunts about their last bites of food.

‘Jamie and Lilly being so energetic without eating their food properly is beyond me!’ Hermione complained as her son ran away to his friends with his mouth full of his last bite. Harry chuckled and looked at the little Potters running around and the little Potter in Fleur’s arms.

‘Well thiz lit’le Pottew, Hewmione iz the mozt special.’ Fleur said as she looked with love the little baby. Lilly was the godchild of Ron and Luna’s, Jamie was the godchild of Hagrid, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley and little Jane’s godparents would be Fleur and Bill. Harry and Hermione’s baby was the younger in the family so far and everyone was overprotecting of the little girl. Harry smiled at Fleur, all his children were special, his wife was special, his family was special, he was just twenty eight and he had a life he never thought he had. If someone had told him thirteen years ago that he would have children and Hermione would be his wife and love of his life he’d have made sure he was still in the same planet. But now, with his family save, Voldemort gone and everyone as happy as possible Harry could smile every day and face any problem ahead.

Hermione squeezed his hand and Harry looked at her. It’s not just a dream, we’re right here, together, my love. Hermione sent through the bond and Harry smiled at her brightly, knowing she had just “heard” everything through their bond. When the couple was done eating Harry stood up and excused himself and Hermione. Everyone nodded and kept talking with each other as Harry took Hermione for a small walk and left Jane with her godmother and their older children with the rest of their friends.

Hermione followed Harry as he moved up in the hill close to the Burrow. Harry was almost grinning as he kept moving taking his wife with him by the hand. When they finally moved to the peak Harry sat down on the grass and opened his legs for Hermione who sat down between them as well. Harry hugged Hermione from behind and Hermione leaned against him.

‘It was here, eleven years ago, when I comforted you because you had fought with Ron once again, he had said that-‘ Harry started.

‘I don’t know what loss means,’ Hermione kept on for her husband and he kissed her neck. ‘I remember, it was here we made our plans to leave for Australia and find my parents.’ Hermione went on and Harry nodded and looked around, the landscape hadn’t change a single bit, only he and Hermione had.

‘Eleven years later, we’re here again, married, with Lilly, James and Jane, with Ron and Luna together with their children.’ Harry said matter-of-factly even if his tone exposed a tone of happiness and disbelief as he looked at Ron and Luna’s house, the couple had moved in Luna’s old house after her father’s death.

‘I know…. It sounds too good to be true, sometimes I think that all this is a dream and I will soon wake up back in the tent with you mad at me because of the wand, Ron gone and all that sorrow and fear back in our hearts. I don’t want to feel scared again.’ Hermione said softly and Harry’s heart ached at her last words, this was his exact same wish, he wanted fear to be only in their past, he hated feeling scared. He hugged Hermione tighter and buried his face in the crook of her neck.

‘I know, Mione. Everything is fine now.’ Harry said and felt Hermione relaxing, he always said that to her. He always comforted her with these words in times of pain, in times like when her father had a car accident and was in coma for two weeks before he finally fully recovered, in times like the hours of pain she had during the labors of their chidlren, times like when she or he was hurt in missions and they were trying to keep each other alive and hopeful, every time she needed him, Harry was right next to Hermione like she always did, does and will do.

‘I love you so very much, Harry, I don’t know what I’d do without you and the children, I can’t imagine my self without you.’ Hermione said and Harry smiled and started nipping her earlobe.

‘I love you too ‘Mione, you know that, and you don’t need to think of impossible times because nor our possessed angels nor I will ever be away from you.’ Harry said and Hermione turned in his hug and embraced him tightly. ‘I promise,’ he added as he placed yet another kiss on her neck.

‘I know, love, we’ll always be together,’ Hermione said softly and closed her eyes as she hid her face in Harry’s neck and chest.

‘Of course we’ll always be together, sweetie. You love me and I love you so very much that none could ever separate us, a war, death and darkness didn’t make it to hide our love’s light, so we’ll always be together.’ Harry said and Hermione chuckled at his poetic way of speaking and gave him another sweet kiss on the lips.
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