“Come on. We wouldn’t you boys to miss the train.” Harry said to his boys as he pushed both of them forward. Ginny was about to turn around and follow but her gaze caught someone else’s as gray and brown clashed with one another once again after years of not seeing one another.

His eyes fell down on the little girl who she was holding, much like how she was held by her own mother when he first saw her.

It seems like his life had finally come to a full circle.

Then she walked away, leaving him to stare.