Disowned ~ now complete.

Epilogue


It was a year since the trial had been ended, and a year since Harry Potter – now known as Harry Riddle - found out that Sirius and the Dark Lord Riddle were his parents. The twelve of them – Tom, Sirius, Harry, Nacrissa, Lucius, Draco, Bellatrix, Remus, Tonks, Rabastan, Rodolphus and Morgana were all living at Grimmauld Place because Slytherin Castle was still being cleaned up and both Lestrange Manor and Malfoy Manor had burned to the ground and needed to be rebuilt. It was only luck that saved the lower levels from being toasted.

Life had never been as good for Harry as it was right now. He had just gotten a baby sister – Morgana, she was just three months old – he had gotten to know his parents and he was engaged to Draco who was expecting their first baby. Ginny had been devastated, not that he cared much because she was a gold digging washed up rag. Ron agreed.

He had always longed for a family and now he had a massive one, and it was only getting bigger. Nacrissa, Bellatrix and Tonks were all expecting their own little bundle of joy.

Hermione and Blaze Zabini had gotten together just a few months back and Ron was brooding big time, not that Harry had any sympathy for him, despite that he supported him against his sister. What did he expect? Another eight years for him to sum up the courage to ask her out?

This morning it was his turn to set the table and Rudy’s turn to make the food they worked in quiet harmony as they heard the sounds that indicated that the others were waking up. They would have one day a week when the house elves would have a day off. Hermione had won a small victory when she brought a statistic forth that showed that the house elves lives would lengthen with ten to fifteen years if the didn’t over exert themselves, that way they could serve their Master longer. It was a win-win.

Draco was the first to enter the dining area. He was greeted with a kiss Harry on his lips, then a kiss on the small bump that was their little treasure. Rabastan and Remus were next, followed by the girls, then Sirius – who looked very tired – and a perky Tom with Morgana gurgling happily in his arms.

Sirius looked around himself when he carefully sat down at the big table, thanking Merlin for the soft pillows on the seats. This was everything he had ever dreamed of. He had his family with him. He had his Tommy back, he had his not-so-much baby boy and his little princess as well. And – eh – he was going to be a grand-daddy at the age of 37. And then there was the greatest of all, a little secret he had kept to himself. No one knew, not even Tom. It was very soon he knew, but he could not be happier. He smiled tenderly as he rubbed his tummy. Tom winked at him and smiled. Sirius smiled back, thinking of his little secret.

Yes, life was good, for real this time.

The End.