: LOVESWALKERTEXASRANGER

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A/N: So, special shout-outs to LilyBellatrixSnapeand lashyahmad for giving me ideas for this chapter. And If you want to read a really good Drarry story, read: Our Love Is ForbiddenBy: LilyBellatrixSnape. It's good, trust me. As is the story, Living In My HeadBy: deathbyinsomnia.

Thank you so much, to all of you who actually bothered to read the crappy stories I write, and all of you who Vote, comment (Wattpad), Favorite, Follow, Review ( ). I love all of you, and continuously say, Thank you. And I'm not talking to the person reading over your shoulder, I'm talking to you. Not any of those people who hate on Drarry, I'm talking to You. Not me, not Hermione, you. … Oh, did I just quote Ron Weasley from Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone movie? Yes, I did.

Anyways,letethusreadethon!

Chapter 9: Back toHogwarts

It was now almost the end of the year and Hermione had been in the library almost every day since the battle. And that had been a longtime. Like, maybe… three months? She had been trying to find the counter curse for getting Ron in the mirror. Normally, Harry and/or Draco would be helping her, but Harry took Draco somewhere for a date. He had said it was nothing special when Hermione asked him. But she could tell he had a plan.

She could see it in his eyes.

They twinkled when he had a plan, also when he was with Draco.

So they twinkled twice as much.

DRARRY~*~*~*~*~DMHPDMHP~*~*~*~*~DRARRY

Harry had apperated Draco and himself to a muggle restraunt called LedÎnerdeI'Amourin France. They had been sat at a table with candles, by a window, so they could over look the sunset. They had both been finishing their extravagant meal, Harry's being chicken parmesan and Draco's being quarter house steak. Medium rare *wink*. They didn't talk much, they kind of just stared at each other with lust burning in one another's eyes.

The waitress with long brunette hair came and collected their empty plates, she had asked, "Is there anything else I can get you?" She smiled at how cute they looked together.

Harry's eyes drifted to Draco and he looked back at her, "Yes can I have two glasses of champagne, please?" Her eyes widened, as did her smile, as if questioning if he was going to do what she thought he was going to do. Harry nodded, and she scurried off to get it.

She came back, sitting a glass of champagne in front of each of them. Harry saw her mouth, 'Good luck!' before she went and watched through the glass of the kitchen's doors. Harry was nervous at this point, but who wouldn't be? So he smiled and raised his glass.

"I want to make a toast to you Draco." His smile grew as Draco blushed. "I've spent almost two years with you, and they have been, in my seventeen years of living, the best years of my life. And we've been through so much together. Good and bad. And I wouldn't have it any other way. I love you Draco. And I always will. I want to spend every day of my life with you. You have been my greatest adventure, and I want you with me as I go through more. So I guess what I'm trying to say is…" He say down his glass, and slid from his seat, down on one knee, in front of Draco. "Draco Malfoy, will you marry me?"

Draco sat there. Had he heard him right? This must be a really good dream. But it was real.

The whole restraunt grew silent. The customers all stopped eating and stared at Draco, awaiting his answer. He nodded vigorously and leaned down, getting on his own knees, "Yes, Harry, a million times, Yes!" The whole place broke into applause and Draco leaned in and gave Harry a long, chaste kiss. When they pulled apart, they both stood and Harry slid the ring on Draco's finger.

"C'mon, let's get out of here." Harry said. Draco nodded at Harry, who was leaving enough money to cover the bill on the table, as well as a large tip in muggle money.

They left hand in hand, ready to find a good place to apperate back to Hogwarts and tell Hermione the news.

DRARRY~*~*~*~*~DMHPDMHP~*~*~*~*~DRARRY

They walked through the doorway of the library, only to be ambushed by Hermione. She had the largest smile on her face. "I think I've found the counter curse to get Ron out of the mirror!"

"That's great!" Harry said enthusiastically. Hermione grabbed Harry's free hand and began to pull him towards Dumbledore's office, Draco latched on as well. She ran as fast as her legs could carry her, ignoring the Professors' protest. When they got there, she spoke every sort of sweet she could think of so fast, that you couldn't even tell which one it opened on. The second the stone gargoyles twisted down, she ran up and frantically knocked on the door, until Dumbledore told them to enter. Which Hermione did without a second thought.

"Professor Dumbledore!" She practically yelled when she ran in. "I believe I've found the counter curse!"

Dumbledore had apperated back to Hogwarts just as he was hit by the Sectumsempracurse, and went straight to Snape's office, so he could cure Dumbledore from the curse he had created. Dumbledore was thankful that Severus was the one who helped him. Though he was already a wise old man, he was now wiser than before. He had learned, that just because you don't know something will happen, always expect it.

Dumbledore's eyes twinkled. "Then by all means, try it!"

Ron's mirror stood in the one of the corners of the room. Ron had looked like a kid in a candy store when he saw Hermione. She ran over to it and pulled out a piece of parchment from her pocket that she copied from the book she found the spell in, and her wand, pointing it at Ron. "This may hurt a bit," she said before nervously starting.

"Yelsaew Suillib Nor, Rorrim Eht Tixe!" Ron let out an ear piercing scream before his body vanished from the mirror. They waited for about a minute, but his body hadn't reappeared yet. "Oh, no, I've just made it worse!" Just as she said that, a silhouette appeared in the middle of the floor. Then the body came to view. Hermione crouched down beside him, caressing his cheek, whispering his name. His eyes fluttered open, and he smiled at her, then Hermione pulled him into a bear hug, snogging him with all her might. Harry and Draco stood behind them, smiling, and Dumbledore chuckled. Hermione pulled back as she remembered where she was. (A/N: I was listening to the song 'Home' By:Framing Hanleywhen I wrote this part.)

Ron stood up to hug Harry, and halfway through it, Harry joked, "If you're going to greet me the same way you did 'Mione, then I'd rather not." Ron pulled away, murmuring about how straight he was, when Draco did something absolutely surprising. He pulled Ron into a tight, hug. The red-head looked flabbergasted. Malfoy pulled away, grinning, clutching Harry's hand once again.

"This may be a shock to you, but you've grown on me, and I've missed not having a weasel around to annoy me."

Ron grinned. "As to you, ferret."

Harry smiled. "I never thought I'd see the day when Ron would make peace with a Malfoy."

Malfoy turned to Harry, ignoring the people around them. "I wanted your surname, actually, I don't want my filthy father's name."

"I thought we would just get our names hyphenated, but if you prefer that, that's what we'll do."

Hermione looked at the two suspiciously for an amount of time before she looked at Malfoy's left hand, while Ron looked confused. But Hermione understood, and smiled. She pulled the two of them into a hug. Ron still didn't get it, and looked at them pleading for them to explain. Hermione pulled back and playfully glared at him before holding up Malfoy's left hand. He still didn't get it.

"We're engaged, Weaselbe!" Malfoy said when Hermione dropped his hand.

His eyes widened and they shot from Draco to Harry rapidly. "You and Harry? Engaged? You're barking. Merlin, I thought this was a just a phase, now I have to deal with this prat all the time? Oh, bloody hell!" He said before looking at Draco. "Ferret. I need to speak with you when we leave. Alone."

Hermione glared at Ron and looked back at the couple. "Well, I'm proud of you two, and I think make a lovely married couple! I don't see how you can have have children, unless you were to make a potion that would eventually create children with your genes or, i believe i read something when you two first began dating about how when you two perform, you know..." she leaned in and whispered, "Anal" before stepping back and continuing. "if both of you have the thought preset in your mind the male wizard body can grow a uterus temporarily, until a child is born. But it can never happen the first few times. And only if the dominant one has his mind set." She sighed and held Ron's hand. "Anyways i believe we should head back to Gryffindor tower, Draco, i presume you'll like to join us." They all bid Dumbledore farewell, and the walked down the stairs, and just as they jumped down the last stair and Hermione and Harry were just outside the door, Ron shoved Malfoy up against the wall, cornering him.

"I swear, if you claim to love him, but you really don't, i won't think twice before i castrate you. He cares about you more than you could ever know, and if you break his heart, I'll. Break. You. Understand?" Malfoy nodded franticly and Ron continued. "Just because you and Harry are engaged doesn't mean I'll go frolickingaround with you all chum like. Remember, i have gotten used to your presence, but i still hate you. And by the way, Malfoy..." He backed away from the wall and smirked. "You are aware that you're the girl in the relationship, correct?"

Malfoy face went from scared to shocked. "I am notthe girl in the relationship!"

"Judging by the fact that you'rewearing the engagement ring, i would say he proposed to you, so yes, you are."

Malfoy flushed dark red before he realised who he was talking to. "It means nothing as to which one of us purpose, we're gayweasel! If i would've proposed would that make him the girl in the relationship?"

"No, Malfoy," Ron shook his head enjoying the reaction he got from him. "You're still the girl. Ask Harry why." Ron walked away and Malfoy closely followed, his arms crossed over his chest and his nose in the air. Hermione and Ron linked hands, as did Harry and Draco and they set off for Gryffindor common room. Once they arrived, Hermione and Ron sat on the couch, holding each other, as the long lack of touch had made them both realise what they are to one another. Equals. Harry felt draco lean closer as he sat on his lap in an armchair. Harry had an arm around the boys back and the other hand fiddling with draco's hand.

"What was it that Ron pulled you you over about." Harry asked softly.

"Let's just say, I respect your weasel. Keep your friends close. Especially him. Don't ever give him up." Malfoy sighed and not-so-subtly changed the subject. "Do you think I'm the girl in the relationship?"

"Well, yeah." Harry chuckled. "Why?"

"That's what Ronald said!" Draco spoke in panic. "What exactly gives me that title?"

"Well let's see..." Harry trailed off, pretending to think. "You spend forty-five minutes on your hair each morning, you have a rather feminine figure, and the most contributing factor is that you save your damn legs!"

"But it's gross Harry! I don't know how you can stand all that hair on your legs! I mean, it looks hot on you, but it makes me look like a hot mess! It feels weird!"

"You're such a ponce." Harry mumbled into Malfoy's chest. They sat there in a rather comfortable position for a moment before Draco brought up an important problem.

"Where are we going to go after Hogwarts? My father won't let us stay at the manor for sure, and there's no way in hell I'm going back to your relatives house."

"Well, I assumed that we would go to Grimald place, but now Sirius lives there." Harry let Malfoy pull him closer to his chest. "Maybe we could go to the manor."

"What about my father?"

"What about him?" Harry asked, pulling back enough to pull the letter from his pocket that he'd been carrying around since he'd received it. "Read it." Harry handed him it and he looked at it suspicious, unfolding it and reading it. His silver eyes flickered mercury as he read his fathers sharp hand writing he handed the note to Harry, and brought this other hand up to cover his eyes that were stinging with tears.

"He cares about me." He said, looking at Harry. "That bastard actually cares about me."

"Yeah." Harry said. "He does. He just had an odd way of showing it. Like when he tried to kill you, he was doing it because he didn't trust me with your heart, and he'd rather have you dead than broken."

Draco smiled and sighed. A heavy weight was lifted of his shoulders: His father loves him. And now he has proof. God, this will be an interesting beginning.

AN: Okay, okay, not the best chapter, i didn't include Ginny or Voldemort orblaiseandseamusyet, but i will. In the next one. But what i need now, is you wonderful people to answer my questions! So here goes:

Do you want me to write the wedding in?

Do you want them to go to the manor, or rent a flat or other?

How will they have their kids? By potion ormpreg?

If so, what are their names? And how many will they have?

So there you go! all my love to anyonewhotook time out of their precious lives to read my stupid stories! It means the world to me.