Harry went to the hospital wing, wondering the whole time he walked through the halls of the school, what was there to say?? He walked in, not taking his eyes off of the still unconscious Hermione. Ron was there, too.

"What happened to her hand??" Ron asked, pointing at Hermione's right hand. Harry didn't feel much like talking, so instead he held up his left hand. "So that's how, I read about that once" Ron said, awe in his voice. "I think you'd better tell her about the scar when she wakes up."

"I will," Harry said. He paced around the room a few times. His chance came soon, Hermione opened her eyes and groaned.

"How long have I been out?" she asked.

"About an hour," Harry said glancing at his watch.

"So it worked," she said smiling and holding up her right hand. Harry traced his scar with her finger, then turned her hand and traced hers. "I have one??" she asked. "How silly. Of course I do. It must be a mark, a sign that someone survived the avada kedavra."

"Must be," Harry said.

"Did you really mean what you were implying back in the library?" she asked, sitting up.

"You're here, aren't you?" he said. Hermione smiled. They'd forgotten Ron was even there. Hermione and Harry leaned in and kissed.

After a few seconds, Ron said, "It's about time. Took you guys long enough to realize you were in love." Harry coughed and Hermione blushed. "Oh, come off it. Everyone knew this would eventually happen. Though I daresay Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil won't be very happy about it." Harry went red.

Madame Pomfrey came into the room. She looked at Hermione. "You can go," she said, eyeing her scar..

Harry offered his hand to Hermione, who gratefully accepted it. She stood up and they walked to the Gryffindor common room.

"I'm going to go change," Hermione said, and gave Harry a look that said 'you should too, you look worse than me'.

"Yeah, me too," he said, reading the look on her face. She smiled and practically ran up to the girls' dorms. Harry and Ron turned the other way and went up the their own rooms.

"What was it like?" Ron asked as Harry changed.

"What was what like?" Harry asked, pulling a green t-shirt over his head.

"What was it like to fight him?"

"It wasn't really much of a fight," Harry explained, checking his contacts, "It was more like, hope Hermione's plan worked."

"How can you be so brave? I wouldn't have been able to do it," Ron said.

"Oh come off it, you think I wanted to do it. I wanted to run. Much good that would've done. He would've followed me anyway."

"Er, I guess you're right. What do you bet they're having a party down there? With food!" Ron exclaimed. Harry rolled his eyes at his tall friend, but followed him anyway.

There was a loud cheer as Harry walked down the staircase to the circular common room. It wasn't the first time people had thrown a party for him. He smiled, but he really only wanted to talk to Hermione.

Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil were scowling into a particular part of the crowd, so he figured he would find Hermione there. He pushed his way through the pack of people, smiling at people as he went.

At long last, he found Hermione talking to some 1st and 2nd years who were gaping at her scar. She was always so sisterly to the younger students. She caught a glimpse of him and smiled, but she finished her conversation with the kids before walking toward him.

"How do you like fame?" he asked with a smile.

"It's exhausting," she said.

"It gets old fast. Trust me."

"I do," she replied quickly and brushed her hair back with her fingers. The stood silently for a moment, letting the party commence around them, but just looking at each other.

"So, how are you feeling?" he asked. She threw herself into him, and he put his arms around her. He thought that she was going to cry, but she didn't.

"I'm perfect, now." He smiled down at her. She smiled back.

"So I guess this is the end of one big adventure," He said, a look of relief on his face.

"Oh, so you did want the whole Voldemort thing to end?"

"Ah, you say the name now?? Well, I'm glad it's over. But I'm sorry I had to drag you into it," he said, stroking her hair.

"It's not over. This is just the beginning," she said and kissed him.



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A/N: Yeah, yeah, I know it was a little corny. But it made me happy!! Well, what did you thing. Just no flames please. If you have to flame me, just send me a howler instead of posting it. I don't like to be embarrassed in public.

I will write more fics. I promise. But for now, goodbye.

~*~Kazzma~*~