EPILOGUE

Remus sat at the table, reading the Prophet and sipping tea.

"At last!" he exclaimed suddenly. "Dora, they finally got Dolohov. He's the last of them to be rounded up."

Tonks turned from the stove, where bacon was sizzling and eggs were making temping aromas.

"After four years, I'll say it's about bloody time! Hmm…wonder where he was hiding all that time…"

She was interrupted by the sound of small feet pounding into the kitchen.

"Mum!" cried the small boy, whose hair was black today. "Dad!"

Remus and Tonks looked up to see four-year-old Sirius Ted Lupin carrying a small black puppy around its middle.

"Can I keep him? He was in the trash, he don't have tags!"

Tonks, her hand resting on her once again round belly, flashed Remus a look that said "YOUR call."

After some thought, Remus said "Of course. But you'll need to clean it up when he messes."

Young Sirius made a face, but decided that the pup was worth it.

"Okay!" he said, his hair turning a bright blonde in his happiness. "Thanks Daddy!"

"A new puppy and a daughter so close together? Oh, my head hurts already." Said Tonks good-naturedly.

"Oh, you'll manage my nymph." Remus laughed.

"Dad, what should we name him?" Sirius asked, holding up the puppy.

Remus looked at Tonks.

"How does…Padfoot sound?"

"Great!"

A/N: Finally! Also: I give ALL credit to the pregnancy test charm to the WONDERFUL remizak. If you have not checked her stories: GO. NOW. READ. Lloll. Hope you liked, it's over now. Buhbye!