Hey guys! OMG! Thank god Christmas came! Guess what I'm typing my story on... I'll tell you! My very own laptop! I named her Syndey! LOL. I had to name her! Just because she's a machine doesn't mean she doesn't have feelings. Anyway, I'm going to be using Sydney like, 24/7. She's so cool! I'm going to take good care of her. I'm not going to download too much stuff so that I don't tire her out. Anyway, I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas! I know I did! I only got 5 presents, but they were all great. One was a necklace. It was really cute. It had a silver heart. And then I got a pair of jeans and 5 different pairs of socks that were wacky colors. Next, I got a Harry Potter journal with great pictures in it. Third, I got this digital camera that doesn't need film or anything. I just take the pictures and then load them into my P.C. Fourth, I got a CD Player that has an MP3 installed into it. It's sooo cool! It rocks! Last, I got Sydney, my laptop! She's so cool! And oh yeah, one more, my best friend bought me the Evanescence CD. Now this is a very long A/N note, so why don't you guys tell me about your Christmas in your reviews? Well, on with the story.


Wow. Sadly, this is the last chapter of the story. That's it. This is The End. So I hope you enjoy it. I don't know if you're going to like how I end it, because I really don't like getting too into details about stuff. I just like telling you what happens simply. Please just leave one last review and lease don't be mean. I want to end this with kind reviews. :) Thanks.



Chapter: ~*~The Last Piece~*~



Harry and I met with Hermione after I'd given Harry his prize for doing so well on his Potions exam. We met for lunch and I could see from the look on Ron's face that he hadn't done nearly as good as Harry had.


"Hello Hermione" Harry and I both greeted.


She wasn't paying attention.


"Hermione? Hello??" I asked, waving a hand in front of her face.


"Oh, what? Sorry." She said. "It's just that, I was thinking. This is our last year here. I mean, I'm not sure I even know what I want to do once I graduate. Graduation Day is only a mere two weeks away. I'm so nervous."


Harry gave her a weak smile, trying to comfort her.


I really didn't know what to say. I myself was a bit confused. All I knew was that I wanted to be with harry no matter what I did. I had a plan, but I didn't really know if I had the courage to go through with it. Well, at least there was a Hogsmeade trip this weekend, which would help me if I decided to go through with my plan.


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Harry and I talked about what we wanted to do with our futures in Harry's room the next day.


"Well, I wanted to be an Aurer when I was younger, but now that there's no Voldemort, I'm not really sure about that anymore. I mean, I was sort of thinking of becoming a.." He stopped in embarrassment.


"A what?" I asked.


"Well, a Quidditch player. I mean, I know I'm not great or anything, but I really want to."


"Harry, you're great at Quidditch! Surely you could make it to any Quidditch team you wanted!" I said encouragingly.


"Well, thanks. But what about you? What do you want to be?" he asked.


"I'm not really sure what I want for my future. I'm only sure of one thing." I want to be with you, I thought to myself.


"What is that?" Harry asked, wondering.


"I-" I was cut off by a knock on the door.


I got up to get it, and opened it to see Hermione and Ron.


"Hello" we all greeted each other.


"Sit down," Harry offered to the two. They each took a seat that I congered next to us. They took a seat and we continued to talk about our futures with them.


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The days had flown by sooner than I could remember, and before I knew it, it was Graduation Day. I stood in front of my mirror, inspecting myself in my Graduation uniform. It looked vaguely similar to a muggle one. But it was in green and lined with silver for my Slytherin colors.


I couldn't wait to see Harry in his uniform. I walked ut to meet him in the Great hall, where all 7th years were to meet to give their speeches and receive awards and whatnot.


I met Harry, and admired his beauty as he stood in his red uniform, lined with gold. He looked siomply beautiful. I really loved him. I still do.


He walked up to me and gave me a quick kiss. Hermione and Ron came up to me. Ron shaking my hand, and Hermione giving me a hug.


"Best get going," Ron announced, and we all nodded our heads, and headed over to the stage where we there were seat that we were to sit on. Luckily, Gryffindors and Slytherins sat together, so harry and I got to sit next to each other.


In front of us, sat our parents, watching us. For me, only my mother. For Harry, there was no one, but the Weasleys all smiled at him happily. But I could tell he felt horrible that his parents weren't here to witness this moment.


"Harry," I said, soothingly.


"I'm fine" he said shortly. And then quickly added, "This is our last day. Let's not talk about anything serious. Let's just enjoy it like it's our last day." He smiled at me, and grabbed my hand in his, giving it a loving squeeze.


"I love you." he said.


"I love you too."


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We had received our diplomas and now Hermione was giving her speech, as valid victorian, and was talking about our last days here.


"...we should make the best of our lives. The teachers here have all taught us well. With hard work and a little bit of hope, we can make it anywhere and make our wildest dreams come true..."


I didn't really pay attention to her speech. I was too busy thinking about my plan. I'd gone to Hogsmeade and gotten what I needed, but now I had to have the courage to go through with it. I gulped and turned to Harry, who was listening intently to Hermione.


"Harry," I whispered.


He turned to me. "Yes?" he whispered back.


"You remember when we were talking about our futures and I was only sure about one thing, but I didn't get a chance to tell you?"


"Yes, draco. But right now isn't the time for that."


"Yes it is." I insisted. "Harry, the one thing I'm sure of, is that I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to marry you."


Harry's eyes went wide and I took out a small box from my pocket, and opened it to him.


"Harry, will you marry me?"

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"...Yes."



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Three months later found us kissing each other happily after each saying "I do."


We were married, and we both lived together in our home sweet home.


And that was it. That was how we went through life and found our true love for each other. All thanks to that damn lotrution potion. Turns out, the subject Harry ahted most is what got us where we are today.


And so, with this-


::::Present time, 3 years later, with Draco in his house:::


"Draco, what are you doing?" Harry asks.


"Oh, I'm just finishing up my novel. You know. The one I've been working on." Draco replies.


"Oh yeah, the one about romance. Who would have thought you'd become a writer and I would actually become a professional Quidditch player?" harry asks playfully.


"Yes, who would have thought? Want to see the last part of my story?" draco asks Harry.


"All right, then." Harry takes a seat on Draco's lap and watches as draco continues to type away.


::: Back to story :::


And so, with this, I have only one last thing to say.


From this 1,000 pieced jigsaw puzzle of my life, I have finally found...




...The Last Piece



The End



By: Spideria



A/N: All right. It felt like I was losing a part of me when I was typing up the end of this story. I don't know. I feel sort of empty now. I guess I'm going to miss this story. I really am. Which means I'm going to have to start another story ASAP to fill in this empty space. It's 3:00 a.m. right now, but I can't seem to sleep. I'm worried about what you guys think of my ending. I really hope you don't think it was too rushed. Please leave one last review. And please be kind. Aqs I said before, I want to end this story happily. Please don't make me feel bad about my story at the last minute. Please. Thanks you.


Sincerely,

Spideria


P.S. : It's been great.