I'm done with this story, so here is my cop-out ending. Enjoy.

February 12, 2003-8:24pm

Dear Journal,

This is a very odd thing for me. The last time I kept a journal, I was an eighteen year old, time traveling witch. The adventures of that, however, you will not find here. Rather you will find the rest of my life, meaning all that happened afterwards.

During my travels, I fell in love with the most amazing individual in the world, and made friends with my soul mates, and yet, it didn't end perfectly. One was lost to us to the now vanquished Dark Lord, Voldemort. Between the time I returned to my present and the ultimate defeat of Voldemort, several attempts were made to contact Peter, but each was less successful than the last. Sadly, after realizing that he had done the ultimate evil and betrayed his friends for a lost cause, he took his own life. We all suffered a tragic loss that day.

However, Peter, in his last hope to regain the brotherhood he once so carelessly abandoned, told the Order of the secret whereabouts of Voldemort, and with the information, my boys (along with many others, though they wouldn't say so) defeated him. That was a truly glorious day for us all. The new Ministry even proclaimed that day to be "Marauders Day." The whole ordeal is terribly exciting.

It's been six years since my greatest adventure, and each day since then has been a blessing. Lily and James are still the cutest and most undeniably perfect couple, and are welcoming their second child in three months, I believe. Lily hopes for a girl, but of course James and Harry want a boy. Lovely Remus has married, something we all never expected but hoped desperately for, to Tonks. They have a beautiful son named Teddy. I'll never forget the first full moon after he was born, we all waited anxiously to see if he were born like his father, and when we heard the double howls in the night, we knew. Oddly enough, both Remus and Tonks are fine with it, though they are already worrying about what to say to his teachers!

As for Sirius and I, well, we are still very much in love

"What are you writing love?" Hermione quickly closed her journal.

"Oh, just some lesson plans for tomorrow. Arithmancy is much harder to teach than it is to learn. I still think Remus was better at it than I was." Sirius walked up to Hermione and pulled her hair back to kiss her neck.

"No one is better at that school stuff then you Hermione." She giggled slightly at the warmth of his breath on her neck.

"Mommy, I can't sleep. I had a nightmare." They both turned to the doorway and saw a very small little girl rubbing her eyes as her stuffed owl dragged the ground. Hermione stood and walked to the child.

"Dreaming of rats again Penelope?" The child nodded and fought back tears.

"Sirius, why don't you take PB back to bed and tell her that story about you, Uncle Remus, and Uncle, James and how you turned all the toilet water at Hogwarts bright pink?" Sirius flashed a big grin in thinking back to his devilish youthful ways.

"No problem, love. Come Peanut and I'll tell you all about it." Penelope grabbed her father's hand and left with him, only after Sirius gave Hermione a sweet and tender kiss and Hermione bent down and did the same to her daughter.

She watched them disappear up the stairs and went back to her seat and resumed her writing.

We had a daughter three years ago and named her Penelope. She is the shining light in our lives. In a word, my life is perfect. Now I don't expect this journal to be at all as interesting as my last, but it will suffice. Now I must say good-bye for now. I really do have Arithmancy lesson plans I need to get done.

Yours throughout the times,

Hermione

Well? I know, it's a cop-out, but once she came back into the present, all the ideas I had for her just seemed too much. (I didn't even like the Peter, sub-plot line). I hope you liked this story all the same, and thank you again to all the wonderful reviews I got in the process. Thank you, thank you, and thank you!