I’m imagining the epilouge but with Neville’s kid instead of Harry’s.

Sensibly Named Child: Dad, what if the hat puts me in Slytherin?
Neville: Then it means you really are a Slytherin. Do you have any idea how hard I begged to be a Hufflepuff? How hard I argued with the hat against Gryffindor? And you know what, it turns out the hat was right and I pulled the sword out of the hat and killed the snake. It’s a magical hat and you’re an eleven year old who thinks Axe works to attract girls. You know nothing, listen to the hat.