Today’s chapter: Deathly Hallows, Epilogue - “Nineteen Years Later.”
The train began to move, and Harry walked alongside it, watching his son’s thin face, already ablaze with excitement. Harry kept smiling, and waving, even though it was like a little bereavement, watching his son glide away from him …
The last trace of steam evaporated in the autumn air. The train rounded a corner. Harry’s hand was still raised in farewell.
“He’ll be alright,” murmured Ginny.
As Harry looked at her, he lowered his hand absent-mindedly and touched the lightning scar on his forehead.
“I know he will.”
The scar had not pained Harry for nineteen years. All was well.
Finite Incantatem. Mischief managed. The end.
I know you enjoyed the books, but I hope you also enjoyed the HPreread experience and found it a good way to pay tribute to The Boy Who Lived, his excellent creator (The Woman Who Wrote?), and this wonderful series that’s been giving us all so much pleasure for so many years.
Thanks to the truly brilliant J.K. Rowling for writing such a magical story, and to you for reading along. Enjoy the movie and all your future rereads! :)