You, Harry, Hermione and Ron. The ministries most wanted criminals. Ever since what happened at Fluer and Bill's wedding, none of you could walk around freely where anyone could spot you. You had started your hunt for horcruxes and already even found one. After stealing the horcrux from Umbridge and escaping successfully from the ministry, you built a tent in the woods where Hermione brought you to.

Ron decided to take one of the bunk beds because of his injured state and Hermione took the other one after you and Harry decided to share the couch.

Lying on top of harry, you could hear his heartbeat against your chest while he played with your hair. You looked down at your engagement ring that he had given you, taking you to the astronomy tower right after his last quidditch match to propose to you.

You smiled at the memory but your thoughts were interrupted when harry spoke up

"How many kids do you think we should have? I mean, like after all this is over. When we're free from Voldmort and all these nightmares stop. We could build a small house next to the Wesleys- if that's what you want"