Epilogue

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Third Person POV

The Flamel family stood at the end of the road which led to Flamel Chateau.

"You have everything Rosalie?" Jada asked her youngest, 11 year old Rosalie Thalia Flamel, Heiress of the Flamel Family.

Rosalie nodded. She had her mothers red streaked black hair, but her right eye was the greek fire green like her mothers while her left eye was the icy blue like her father. "I do mom."

"Ready sis?" 13 year old Henry Perseus Flamel, Heir of the Potter Family, asked. He had his fathers dark brown/black hair and icy blue eyes.

"Don't forget your daggers." his twin sister, Jewel Annabeth Flamel, Heiress of the Le Fay family, butted in. She had her mothers red streaked black hair and greek fire green eyes, handing her youngest sister daggers.

"Kids." Asher said jokingly. "You can't scare everyone there."

"Dad, we already do. Madam Maxine is furious she can't catch us in the act of pranks." 14 year old Thayer Nicholas Flamel, Heir of the Black Family, smirked. He had his fathers dark brown/black hair but his mothers greek fire green eyes.

"Ug I regret giving you the book on how to make marauders maps." Jada groaned, rubbing her temples.

"It was a Christmas gift, remember?" 15 year old Adelyn Perenelle Flamel, Heiress of the Slytherin Family, reminded her. She had her mothers red streaked black hair but her fathers icy blue eyes.

"True." the child of fire groaned. Asher patted her back sympathetically but his eyes were alight with laughter and amusement.

"And poison. We can't forget the poison." Adelyn's twin brother, Elias Nico Flamel, Heir of the Gryffindor Family, joined in. He had dark brown/black and icy blue eyes that were flecked with greek fire green.

"No poison!" Asher and Jada said in sync.

"Poison covered blades?" 17 year old Hélène Hestia Flamel, Heiress of the of the Peverell Family, agreed. She had red streaked black hair with two dark brown/black strands framing her face, and greek fire green eyes flecked with icy blue.

"No." the legacy of night and the legacy of the moon said again.

Hélène, Elias, Adelyn, Henry, Thayer, and Jewel all pouted. Rosalie blinked confused.

"There's the carriage." Asher grinned. "You got everything kids?"

"Yes dad." the Flamel children chorused.

The carriage landed, and Hélène, Elias, Adelyn, Henry, Thayer, and Jewel all clambered into the carriage as the driver put away all of their luggage.

Rosalie hugged her mother. "I'll miss you mum."

"I'll miss you to darling. I love you, remember that." Jada smiled.

The 11 year old nodded at her mother's words with a smile. "I love you to mother." she said, pulling away and then hugging her father.

Asher instantly hugged her back. "Take care of yourself okay? And make sure to scare everyone with your daggers and poison."

"Asher!" the legacy of magic scolded her husband exasperatedly.

"Yes Jada?" Asher said to her with an innocent smile. "Also, try not to miss us too much."

Rosalie mocked offense, ignoring her father's grin. "Me? Missing you? Never."

"Right." the the son of thieve's said.

"I'm just kidding, I'll miss you to dad." Rosalie grinned.

Rosalie turned around when she heard the carriage driver call her name.

"Go on know." Jada said with a bright smile.

Rosalie nodded and rushed on board with her trunk & luggage. Off to find her siblings- and friends.

Jada's smiled vanished and she let out a sigh, putting her head on her husband's shoulder.

Asher smiled at his wife and put an arm around her waist. "They'll all be back Jada."

"I know. And know I know how my father felt when I got old enough to move out. Hélène's going to graduate this year." the legacy of love sighed.

"We should go back home. And they'll always need us." Asher said.

Jada nodded, looking at the flying carriage one last time before it vanished into a tiny dot in the sky, before walking up the lane back to Flamel Chateau with her husband.

All was well

That's the end of the story!

I hope you have all enjoyed this story. I'm going to miss this, I enjoyed writing every chapter.

All stories have to end at some point sadly.

Anyways, good bye for the last time.

~the Author.

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