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Hermione stared at the stick in her hand. Positive. She couldn’t help the overwhelming joy in her heart. She and Tony had been trying for a while. She couldn’t wait for him to get home so she could tell him the good news. Then they could Floo with the kids at Ilvermorny and tell them the news.
They’d been living as one happy family and the kids had been calling Tony “Dad” for years. After signing his rights away, they never saw Ron again. Tony was happily retired, never thought of going back.
And then, aliens invaded New York. Again.