For all the Drinny fans. This is how the Final Battle should have got.
He exploded into dust and everyone just stared at the spot. No one quiet knew what to do. Harry's hand dropped to his side. I couldn't believe it was over. I couldn't believe how many people were died. Harry, ever so slowly turned around to look at us. We all looked at him. We owed him everything. You Know Who was finally gone.
The death eater's started disappearing from behind Harry. They had lost. No one moved to follow them. None of us cared. The death eaters didn't matter anymore. The war was over. He was finally dead.
I took in the deep breath and, realising I had been holding my breath. I sighed with relief. Harry looked over everyone's faces and found mine. We locked eyes. He looked at me but like always he didn't see me. I felt guilty that he didn't know, that he didn't know the real me. But how could he? He had far too much on his mind to ever have time for me.
That's when I saw him, pushing his way through the death eaters back towards us. Draco pushed them aside with a focus I had never seen. Of course he would know it was over. The dark mark would have ceased to burn when You Know Who was finally killed. I stepped forward before I even thought about it. My dad let me slip from his arms.
"Ginny," Harry said and I began to pass the distance between us. Harry didn't move. He didn't come towards me as I crossed the distance between us. I don't know why. Maybe he didn't care? Maybe he was still in shock but I didn't care.
I looked over Harry's shoulder to Draco. Our eyes locked together and my heart started to beat faster. I crossed the distance between us almost at a run and throw myself into his arms. I stood there, socking up the warmth his arms provided me. I heard the muttered voices behind us but I didn't care. For this 10 seconds everything was perfect. The war was over and we had survived. I didn't think we would, but we have. We broke apart and just looked at each other. He then did it; the thing I hadn't seen him do in years. He smiled, running his fingers across my cheek. I smiled, taking in his touch. It was the most amazing thing I could ever imagine. He was everything.
So there, in front of everyone who could ever disapproved I did the thing I loved the most. I kissed him and it was amazing. His lips moved against mine like sand running through my fingers. His hand wrapped around my face and I felt cradled. I felt like the most loved person on the planet and I knew I was. He was mine. Neither of us could hear the voices around us. I didn't care what they were saying. I knew they wouldn't understand. Everyone expected me to be with Harry, but it wasn't like that. I felt Draco's heart beating with mine. It was just us, lost in a moment in time. We pulled away and all I could do was beam at him. I had missed being able to hold him, so much. I let out a sign of relief, taking in everything about him like the every first time.
"Are you sure," he asked. I smiled. I don't expect people to understand why I love him, but I do.
"Completely," I said and took his face in my hands.
"Good," he said and smirked. "Cause I love you," he breathed. I beamed.
"I love you too," I said and kiss him again, in front of everyone because I didn't care. I loved him and I accepted him. I don't care what anyone else said. This was the start of our future and we had forever to get it right.