A/N: This is the end! I was going to actually have two separate chapters, but these chapters are so short that I thought all of you might kill me if I did have them separate. So here you go.

Disclaimer: Oh, sure, I'm JKR (note my dripping sarcasm…) Why do I even bother to put this up?

Dedication: This whole story is mostly dedicated to Hannah, because she put up with my "Hannah, help me. I'm stuck,"s for 6 months. Love you girl. This is also dedicated for all my amazing reviewers who told me to just freaking update before they went crazy. You guys are the best. Moving on to the actual story (the end)

Chapter 21

Totally Terrified Emotional Breakdown Because of Crazy Boyfriend

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That evening in the common room, Hermione was studying, which was something she felt she definitely hadn't been doing enough of lately as exams were coming up soon. She was absolutely fed up with her rune translations when someone walked up to her. She looked up impatiently, only to find Ginny, looking embarrassed, standing in front of her.

"Hey," Ginny said softly. "Can I…" She gestured to the chair next to Hermione.

"What? Oh, yeah. Sure." Hermione moved a stack of books off of the chair and brushed her hair out of her face. "What's up?"

Ginny sighed. "I wanted to apologize for freaking out on you this morning."

Hermione smiled. "It's okay. I shouldn't have teased you."

"No, you shouldn't have."

"Sorry!"

Ginny laughed. "I guess I kind of overreacted. I'm just-" She let out a breath.

"Scared," Hermione finished.

"I don't know what to do! What if-" Her voice dropped. "What if it's just a joke? What if he doesn't care? I only met him this morning, and I already don't know what I would do if that happened!" Her voice was getting louder and people in the common room were starting to stare. "What the bloody hell!" Ginny was close to hysteria. "It was this morning! I barely even know him!" By now, people were pointing and whispering.

"I know, Ginny," Hermione said comfortingly. "But please, you're making a scene."

"I don't care if I'm making a scene! I want to! And I want… I want… God, I'm so fucking scared." She buried her head in Hermione's shoulder. Hermione stroked her hair, hoping she would stop. When she didn't, Hermione made up her mind.

"Okay, come on," she said, pulling Ginny up off the chair and starting to walk her towards the stairs. She really wished people would stop staring at them. "What?" she snapped at some awe-struck first years. "Haven't you ever seen someone have a nervous breakdown before? The show's over." They quickly turned away. "God, that was fun," Hermione said, hoping Ginny would at least smile. She did, in a sort of unwilling way.

"Nervous breakdown?" Ginny asked when they got upstairs.

"You're nervous and you're having a breakdown. What more do you want?"

Ginny laughed hollowly. " 'Nervous' doesn't cover it."

"Maybe so, but 'totally terrified emotional breakdown because of crazy boyfriend' doesn't sound as good."

She smiled slightly, then grimaced. "Yeah, but what do I do?"

Hermione sighed. "Does it seem like we're having a lot of girl-to-girl talks lately?" she asked.

"Yeah, it does. But that wasn't the question."

"Well…" Hermione thought for a moment. "I guess… There's not a lot you can do at this point. But if you think your relationship is moving too fast, I do think you should tell that to Blaise. If he doesn't respect that, he isn't worth it."

"You're right. Thanks," Ginny said.

"Wow, I never thought I'd ever be giving Ginny Weasley advise on boys," Hermione commented. "That is totally backwards."

Ginny laughed, a real laugh this time. "So totally! If this keeps up, I'll lose my reputation as the one and only Boy Adviser." Her tone turned more serious. "Should I talk to Blaise tomorrow?"

Hermione nodded. "The sooner the better. Now are you going to freak out again, or can I get back to my homework?"

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Chapter 22

Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye

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Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

This is the end.

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye,

My old friend…

-'Goodbye' by Audio Adrenaline

Hermione was absolutely shocked when school ended. She had been so busy with schoolwork and thinking about possible jobs and Draco and keeping him from murdering Fred whenever he came around, that she hadn't had time to think about the approaching summer. And suddenly, she was speeding off on the Hogwarts Express away from school and back to the real world. And the realization that this had been her last year at Hogwarts, that she wouldn't be taking the train back to see her friends and school again on September 1st, hit her all at once. This was it. She might not ever see some of these people again. What if she and Ginny didn't have time to see each other? What would happen to their friendship? What about Ginny, who still had another year of school, and Blaise, who had been in Hermione's year and was done with school? Would they have to break up just when they'd finally gotten things (including Ron's temper) worked out? And what about everything? What about Harry and Ron and Cho and talking to them about the properties of moonstone or some other useless thing like that, and correcting their essays? What would she do without the little routines she had every day? Going to lunch at a certain time. Quidditch matches. Meeting Draco in the empty classroom. How was she going to cope without all the random people at school who she know and could count on to be in her classes, to sit in the same places at lunch, or some other stupid thing she had gotten used to? And worse- much worse- what about Draco? Even if they did end up working close to each other, there was now way they could continue their relationship without the whole world knowing, which she was sure she wasn't ready for. The whole school knowing was more than enough. And the chances of them working together or close to each other were very slim anyways. What was she going to do?

When the train slid to a halt at Platform 9 ¾, Hermione stood and waited for Harry, Ron, Ginny and Cho to get their trunks and leave the compartment. She then grabbed the handle of her trunk in the space above her head and pulled. It didn't move. She groaned and pulled harder. That trunk wasn't going anywhere.

"Shit," she muttered angrily. She knew she was in a bad mood because she didn't want to leave, but that didn't help anything.

"Need any help?" asked an amused voice from behind Hermione.

She scowled, but didn't turn to face Draco. "No. I've got it. I'm fine."

Draco laughed, coming up behind her. "Right. I'm so sure." He put his arms around her. "But I'll help anyways." He reached up and grabbed the handle of her trunk and leaned back. It slid neatly out and dropped into Hermione's arms.

She sighed. "Thanks."

They walked off the train. Hermione spotted her parents in the crowd, standing near Draco's mother.

"I'll see you in a second," Draco said, and walked over to say goodbye to all of his other friends. Hermione hugged Harry, Ron, and Ginny hard.

"I'll see you sometime soon," Harry and Ron said in unison.

Ginny grinned at Hermione. "Pray you don't have any boy problems while I'm not with you," she warned teasingly. "Love you, Hermione. I'll owl you every day over the summer."

"I'll be swamped in paper." Hermione shook her head. They finished saying their goodbyes and Hermione went to find Draco.

He hugged her hard before she turned her face up for one last kiss.

"Bye, Hermione. I love you," he whispered when they broke apart.

"I love you too," she said softly. "I'll see you." They smiled sadly at each other before they left to join their parents.

Hermione felt a hand tug at her sleeve and turned to find Fred grinning at her.

"Don't I get a hug?" he asked teasingly.

She smiled too, and said, "No, but you can have a high-five."

"How come I don't get a hug? I feel so left out."

"Sure you do. But I know you. You would take advantage."

"Hey, I've got a girlfriend, I'll have you know."

"Really?" Hermione asked, surprised. "Who?"

"Angelina Johnson."

"Ah, of course. I should've known. Does that mean you're over me?"

"As over as I'm ever going to get. I'll see you around, Hermione."

She gave him a high-five and grinned. "See you."

He gave her a pleading look. She sighed and held her arms out for a hug. It was a small hug, a friend hug. "I'll miss you, no matter how much of a pain you are, Fred," she said.

"I'll miss you too. Bye."

"Bye." She walked over to her parents and hugged them. "Hi, Mum. Hi Dad."

"Hi, honey," her father said. He was eyeing Fred. "Is that your boyfriend?"

Hermione laughed. "No, Fred is not my boyfriend. That's my boyfriend." She nodded towards Draco, who was with his mother, Narcissa Malfoy. He caught her looking at him and waved, smiling. She waved back. "See you, Draco! Owl me!" she called.

"You think I'd just leave you hanging?" he yelled back.

"You might do it as payback, for that time my friends were clinging to me like the offspring of the giant squid… No, wait, I got a concussion after that, so I guess that counts as payback. And I blame that particular injury all on you. You had no faith in me."

He shook his head. "Sure, Hermione. Sure."

"Love you!" she yelled over her shoulder as she and her parents turned to leave.

"You too! Bye!"

Her final goodbye was muffled by a crowd of students rushing to get to their parents.

"I'm not even going to ask about the concussion," her mother said. "So… How was your year, honey?"

"As normal as Hogwarts ever is," she replied wryly. Her last glance backward showed her Draco standing next to his mother on platform 9 ¾, talking. She smiled.

The End

A/N: I hope you liked this. Yes, that's the end. But hey, if you have me on your story or author alerts, don't take me off. I might write an epilogue. You never know. Another unending thanks to my reviewers. I love you all. Also, thanks to muddy worm for giving me the artist of 'Goodbye'. And check out my other stories!

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-k