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Five years later….

"Neville, Carrie is crying can you get her? I need to do the books." Hannah had her hands full as she looked in on Neville who was sitting in the kitchen that had been turned into a mini green house during the summer.

"Yeah, I'll get her." Neville kissed his wife as he passed her on the way to Carrie Hermione's bedroom. He moved over to the crib and picked up his nine month old daughter. "What's wrong huh?" The baby was pointing to the window crying. Neville noticed it was opened, it was a cool summer evening. The breeze that blew in had the smell of rain in it. He walked over to close it and he saw her. She was standing under the light across the road from the Inn. Her black cloak camouflaged her in the dark of the rest of the street. He hadn't seen her in five years, she waved at him. He never told anybody what happened, not even Hannah knew where she went. He smiled and held Carrie closer as he ran down the stairs. He opened the front door and motioned for her to come in. She walked towards the door and stood on the outside of the door. "Why are you out here?"

"You have to verbally let me in." She smiled back at him.

"I forgot. Please come in Hermione." He moved back so she could walk in. She removed her cloak and smiled at him.

"Is this the baby?" Hermione held her hand out to the little girl in Neville's arms.

"Carrie Hermione Longbottom. Where the hell have you been?" He glared at her.

"I couldn't see anybody sooner." Hermione walked into the room. "Not much has changed, looks the same as when I was a kid."

"Hannah wanted to keep the same look." Neville pulled out his wand and flicked it. A playpen showed up with toys as he sat Carrie down in it. "Can I get you anything?"

"No, I'm fine." Hermione pulled down a chair and sat down. Neville was shocked how much she had changed and how much she hadn't. He knew something was different about her and if he didn't know what had happened he would never know what it was. "How have you been? Still teaching?"

"It's summer so I'm driving Hannah insane." He laughed some as he sat across from her.

"I was at the wedding, Draco and I went. It was lovely." Hermione held his hand.

"Mione, where have you been? Did you see the paper yesterday? You're dead, they said after five years you were taken off the missing list."

Hermione started laughing. "Oh Neville, I am dead."

"Your funeral will be tomorrow, Harry and Ginny have arranged the whole thing."

"Is it during the day?"

"Yes, it will be around 2:30. It is going to be huge from what they were talking about tonight."

"Maybe Draco and I will attend. I would like to go to my own funeral. He never got one so it would be nice to attend one." She was laughing.

"I don't think this is funny. Do you know Lucius disappeared right after they released him? Harry was sure Lucius did something to you and Pansy."

"How did Harry and Ron handle it?" He caught that she was changing the subject.

"They went crazy looking for you, they searched the Manor for months trying to find your body. They followed every lead they got looking for you. It wasn't easy for them to admit you were gone. I wanted to tell them but you have me under that blasted oath."

"See why I did it." Hermione was smiling at the baby playing near them.

"You can't have kids can you?" Neville watched as Hermione moved closer to the baby.

"Yes and no." Hermione pulled out of her cloak a stuff lion and handed to Carrie. "Are you going to be in Gryffindor when you grow up?" Carrie cooed at and taking the lion Hermione turned to Neville. "When we were traveling I found a small boy that needed a good home. He is magical and his parents were dead. I could control my need for blood at that point so Draco and I took him in."

"How does that work?"

"He is about four so he doesn't ask many questions and once you leave England most countries have places for us to live. They don't have as hard laws as we do, even in America." She sat back down.

"What happens when he goes to school?"

"We will send him to Durmstrang."

"They teach mostly Dark Magic."

She started smiling as he caught sight of her teeth. "We are dark magic, they are accepting of vampire parents."

"The Tri-Wizard tournament makes so much sense now." He mumbled. "I have missed you."

"I have missed you too." Hermione stood up as Neville heard someone knocking on the door.

Neville opened the door and almost fainted. Standing in front of him was Lucius Malfoy. "Is Hermione here?"

"Yes, yes sir." Neville moved over to let him in, he watched as Lucius stood in the door looking at him. "Oh I'm sorry. Please come in Mr. Malfoy."

Lucius bowed to him as he entered the Inn. "Hermione dear, Draco wants to know how much longer. Severus is driving him insane about hunting with the kids in the house."

"Severus worried too much."

"You know him he is still a teacher at heart, still protecting the children." Lucius sat down next to Neville. "Although I would be upset if any of you killed Orion because you are not hunting like you should."

"He is my son you know, I'm not going to jump him and suck him dry." Hermione rolled her eyes. "Anyway I'm just now leaving." Hermione kissed Lucius cheek. "Have Blaise and Pansy made it in yet with Violet?"

"Yes, she and Orion are all tucked in for the night which is why you need to come along." Lucius stood as he bowed his head at Neville as he walked out the door. "Mr. Longbottom, always a pleasure." Lucius started walking down the alley. Neville turned to Hermione and back out the alley and he was gone.

"So that's where Mr. Malfoy went. Violet?"

"Pansy and Blaise did the same thing Draco and I did. It's not uncommon, really Neville."

"So who was Mr. Malfoy's mate?"

Hermione grinned at him. "Those books on flowers you liked."

"No not Severus." Neville sat down and Hermione nodded. Hermione stood and kissed his cheek. "Look for me tomorrow, if we come Draco and I will stay in the shadows." Hermione stepped out the door and turned to him. "I might see you again. Time doesn't work the same anymore, if it wasn't for the kids I don't think we would even know what year it was. You have been a good friend Neville." Hermione walked down the alley as fog started rolling in and engulfing her.

"Neville, why are you looking out the door?" Hannah was standing at the top of the stairs. She had a huge grin on her face Neville couldn't figure out.

Neville closed the door. "No reason, how do the books look?" Hannah sighed and shook her head. "Need some help?"

"I would love some help." Hannah turned and headed back up-stairs. Neville picked up Carrie and smiled. Neville didn't see Hermione the next day, she never came to her funeral. He would often when the sun had set look out the window to see if she was standing outside.

Carrie was running the Leaky Cauldron before Neville knew what happened. It was his retirement party, Harry and Ron had already retired from being an Aurors. They had so many grandchildren running around the party that night, the conversation turned to Hermione like it did many get-togethers. As Ron and Harry were going on and on what they thought Neville had turned to see Hannah smiling and shaking her head. She did that whenever anybody brought up Hermione. He wondered at times if she knew but how could she. The party broke up, Neville watched his wife trying to clean up. Her blond hair had turned white and her back hurt more then she cared to admit anymore.

"Honey, let's get this tomorrow." Neville grabbed the glasses from her hand and placed them on the table.

"Alright, once your done don't forget turn the lights off when you come upstairs and to lock up. Have a good time." Hannah kissed him and headed upstairs. Neville shook his head as he pulled his wand out to turn the lights off when he heard a knock. He opened the door and almost fell over.

"Hello Neville." Hermione was standing next to Draco. She looked the same as when she left, time hadn't passed for her.

"Longbottom." Draco nodded his head. "May we come in?"

"I forget. Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy please come in." He stepped to the side.

"Thank you. We can't stay long." Hermione pushed her hood back. "Here." She handed him a plant. "It's a Pteridophyllum. We found this in Japan and thought about you. Happy retirement Neville."

"Oh, Hermione this is a wonderful gift." He kissed her cheek. "Thank you Draco." He held out his hand to Draco who took his hand. "How is your son?"

"He is doing wonderful, he took over Malfoy Industries when he was only nineteen. He has been married for over forty years now. We have grandchildren now and soon a great-grandchild on the way." Draco spoke with pride as he held Hermione close to him.

"I saw something about that a few years ago, didn't he marry one of Blaise's cousins. A Violet Zambini?"

"No that was Blaise and Pansy's daughter." Hermione smiled.

"I knew I heard that name before. How are they and Snape and your father?"

"Blaise and Pansy are in China right now. Snape and dad are in Paris. They love that city so much they bought a house there." Draco turned to Hermione. "We need to go love."

Hermione nodded as she hugged Neville. "Goodbye love."

Neville held her closer. "Goodbye my Hermione." He kissed his cheek. He held back the tears as he watched her leave, he never saw her again.

Many years later Carrie was holding Hannah at her father's funeral. Her three kids were with their families' heartbroken but Carrie needed to be there for her mom. She felt somebody was watching her, she turned around and near a tree she saw a brown hair women holding a blond hair man crying.

"Mom, who is that?" Carrie looked at her mom.

"That Carrie is Hermione Malfoy and she was one of your dad's best friends."

"But mom she is so young." Carrie whispered.

"Shh." Hannah smiled as she waved at Draco and Hermione. "What she became for love keeps her young. He never knew I knew." Draco waved back as they both walked away.

"Mom you mean she is a…" Carrie's voice raised some as she watched them leave.

"Carrie, please show your father some respect."

"How did you know?" Carrie lowed her voice.

"He talked in his sleep and I put a few things together. Carrie you need to tell your kids, the Longbottom family will always help them no matter what, do you understand." Carrie nodded to her mother and smiled. Hannah patted her hand as she stood and moved to her husband's casket as it was lowered. She put her hand on it. "Oh my sweet man, I love you and I have passed on your secret to your daughter. If Hermione and Draco ever need us I have sent word your children's, children's, children's will always help them." She bent and kissed it. "I will see you soon I promise." Hannah walked away with Carries arm around her. Hermione and Draco were always grateful for the Longbottom's, even though the never had to take Hannah on the offer Hermione was and would always be Neville's friend.