So she closed her eyes, ran a finger across the brochure at the bus station and came up with Storybrooke, Maine. She held on to Henry, tried to crush the memories of borrowed motel rooms and maps and broken promises. She'd waited long enough in Tallahassee. She hopped on a bus and they were off to the start of the rest of their lives. Modern Day AU. Emma doesn't give Henry up.

He figured, time machine. Different universe and a human lifespan, but still. Time machine. He was bound to have a couple mishaps like that along the way. A harmless little paradox wasn't so bad. He just hadn't known at the time how many of those there would be.

- E se eu for um padrinho ruim? E se ele me odiar? E se eu deixar ele cair de cabeça? E se ele achar que eu sou um perdedor? - Tá legal, eu já aguentei demais a sua ladainha! Escuta o que eu vou dizer!" Teddy está vindo. E Harry está morrendo de medo!

Ginny stumbles through their fireplace with gleaming eyes and a look that both amuses and terrifies him. "Welcome back," Harry starts, but stops at the shit-eating grin currently on Ginny's face. "What is it this time? Theft? Murder?" "Match-making!" she exclaims.

Sometime between night and dawn, Harry and Ginny find each other again.

Series of drabbles. A look into their post DH life. HG RHr mainly. Sweet and funny. R&R. Follows the book, names and kids of the Epilogue.

It had never seriously occurred to him that he was getting older. He'd mention it in passing jokes, laugh at Annabeth when she'd frown at a supposedly white hair, proclaim his old age when his back hurt the tiniest bit. But it'd never hit him so hard as it had that day. He'd grown up.

What if I'm a bad godfather? What if he hates me? What if I drop him on his head? What if he thinks I'm a loser?" "Okay!" she said "I’ve had enough of your babbling. Listen to me, and listen now!" Teddy is coming. And Harry's terrified! Oneshot. Sweet.