My Heartache: My Happy Ending ~ Part 3 ~ Ending (Hopefully)
*~*Serenity*~*
Disclaimer: I own nuthin. I plan on keepin it that way. All of it belongs to the goddess J.K. Rowling.
A/N: this should be the last part. I like this ending, so I don't think they'll be more. sry to all you D/Hr shippers who want more, but I will be posting more of them. It is really the only kinda story I will write. So ne one get the dream thingy? Well it was meant to be the forest and dark was meant to show her troubles with Ron & Harry then the clearing and the beach were supposed to show everything was alright with Draco. The locket will be explained in this part, too. Enjoy!
Recap: they stop b4 it goes too far
Draco discovers the bruises and dark circles under Hermione's eyes
They take showers (separately) and fall asleep on the couch
They share a dream of a girl running away and meeting her 'prince.'
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Both Hermione and Draco awakened suddenly at the same time. They were both breathing hard and a small trinket had appeared magically around her neck. It was the amethyst locket from the dream. She was anxious to open it and fumbled to try and unhook the catch. Draco stopped her and opened it. Inside lay a photo of Draco on one side and one of herself on the other with a solid diamond star in between. They looked younger, as if these were taken back in Hogwarts, and the pictures did not move. A lock of silver-blonde hair and a lock of chesnut brown flowed out of the star joining seamlessly in the middle to create the illusion of a shooting star. It was indeed their hair and this trinket was a 'bond' of some kind. No wonder Draco had not been able to stop visiting her house in the dead of night! They were bound together since what looked like 7th year. The diamond was flawless and the shell of the locket-the amethyst-was two heart-shaped pieces carved out to make a 'puff.' All of the items fit nicely inside, without rattling when shaken. They were both awed, a token like this would cost a modern day fortune.
He let the charm drop back into place in the hollow of her neck and went to his large bookcase across the room. It was really more than it seemed at first glance. The shelves were thick and the books were in two rows per shelf- the wizarding ones hidden in back of the muggle volumes. Draco grabbed the largest leather-bound book on the third shelf up and opened it. Skimming through the pages, he back over to the couch. Hermione grabbed the large volume from his hands, read the page and gasped.
The owner of such a trinket as the Lover's Locket is
protected from all evil-magic or otherwise except that
of natural death. It also creates a bond between two
chosen that can never be broken or harmed. One will
always feel the other's pain or sorrow or joy and vise
versa. This charms origins are unknown, for when the
chosen two dream a special dream, the locket appears
around the woman's neck...
Draco looked at the woman beside him with love and desire in his eyes. She stared back, reflecting his emotions. In one fluid movement, Draco scooped Hermione up and carried her into his bedroom. There she was instructed to get dressed in her best outfit and get 'beautiful.' He rummaged through his drawers and out a three piece suit and gelled his hair into the 'perfect' style.
Half and hour later, the bedroom door opened to reveal the most lovely woman Draco had ever laid eyes (A/N: ...or hands...lol) on. After offering his arm, they made their way out to Draco's new convertible and drove three blocks west and six blocks south to the drive-by chapel. Draco didn't know what had gotten into him, only that he needed her by his side forever.
They filled out papers with the necessaries and made their way around to the actual church part almost an hour later. Apparently, someone else decided they needed a midnight wedding service as well. When they were instructed to enter the chapel, out of the closed doors came none other than (A/N: Batman! :) no really...) Harry Potter with a casual arm draped around a bored looking Lavender Brown dressed in their nicest. Hermione started to become angry, but Draco's arm around her waist prevented her from doing anything to the newly-weds.
But that didn't mean they wouldn't do anything to them. Harry's mouth dropped open at the sight of Draco, and his eyes bugged out at the sight of that slim little band of gold with two matching heart diamonds (A/N: did I mention him giving her the ring? If not, sorry. But he did, ok? And his matches hers, as it did in the dream thing in the last chapter.)
"Now you're just marrying the scum you meet in the streets? That's not the Hermione I know and used to love." Harry said indignantly.
"Well, it isn't up to you to decide who I want to marry. And I'm not the Hermione you knew and used to love, not since you threw my virginity and heart in the gutter!" Lavender gasped. She had known Harry had had other lovers before her, just not Hermione. She shoved Harry's arm away and ran for the door. He sprinted after her, pleading for her not to leave. He stopped her at the door and said in a low growl,
"I will not tolerate insubordination from my wife. Remember I hold your families safety in my hand." Without explaining, he grabbed Lavender's upper arm and practically dragged her out the automatic doors. On her way out, Lavender threw a helpless look over her shoulder and whimpered. Hermione felt a twinge of sorrow for the girl, even if she was a bitchy ditz, she did deserve some decency and respect. But she shook it off, for it had been her stupid choice to marry Harry in the first place. Lavender may as well deserve it. She held out her chin confidently and walked into the chapel with Draco.
The ceremony went mostly unheard to the pair as they stood next to the alter. They were lost deep within each other's eyes. Draco could not await the treat that he would receive upon returning home. Hermione, on the other hand, was contemplating whether or not it was right to rush into these things. It happened before. She had married Ron and dated Harry for a while and when she did, they were so different from what they had seemed. But this was Draco, this was her Chosen One. Let life take her where it would, she loved him and wanted with all her heart for this to happen.
When they awakened out of their reverie, it was by the reverend himself. He had been asking them the same question four times, finally taking to shaking Draco and shouting it in his ear.
"Oh, sorry about that reverend."
"It's alright. I understand. Now, answer the question if you please. Do you, Draco Malfoy, take Hermione Granger to be your lawfully wedded wife, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?" Hermione lost herself once more, remembering the last time she had heard those words. It had seemed so right, and yet it had gone so wrong.
"I do." He said simply.
"And do you, Hermione Granger, take Draco Malfoy to be your lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?" she had to think. It wasn't for her to answer in a matter of seconds, she had been through enough to know to think about what she said before she said it. Draco was looking at her pleadingly and almost patiently waiting to hear her answer.
"I do," she said slowly. She grinned at her new husband.
"With the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." Draco didn't need to be told twice. He kissed Hermione with all the passion he had saved up for the last seven years waiting for this moment. They both had gotten the happy ending they wanted.
*~*Fine*~*
Finish
Sorry it was so short, but I couldn't help it. Did you really want me to go into detail about their honeymoon? No thanx. Not me. I don't do sex and NC-17 stories. Go read some one else's for that. Um, also, I couldn't leave out Harry forever. So I threw him in there. Also, don't sue me if the sayings in the wedding scene aren't entirely right, I'm not married, so I wouldn't know them.
*~*Serenity*~*
Disclaimer: I own nuthin. I plan on keepin it that way. All of it belongs to the goddess J.K. Rowling.
A/N: this should be the last part. I like this ending, so I don't think they'll be more. sry to all you D/Hr shippers who want more, but I will be posting more of them. It is really the only kinda story I will write. So ne one get the dream thingy? Well it was meant to be the forest and dark was meant to show her troubles with Ron & Harry then the clearing and the beach were supposed to show everything was alright with Draco. The locket will be explained in this part, too. Enjoy!
Recap: they stop b4 it goes too far
Draco discovers the bruises and dark circles under Hermione's eyes
They take showers (separately) and fall asleep on the couch
They share a dream of a girl running away and meeting her 'prince.'
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Both Hermione and Draco awakened suddenly at the same time. They were both breathing hard and a small trinket had appeared magically around her neck. It was the amethyst locket from the dream. She was anxious to open it and fumbled to try and unhook the catch. Draco stopped her and opened it. Inside lay a photo of Draco on one side and one of herself on the other with a solid diamond star in between. They looked younger, as if these were taken back in Hogwarts, and the pictures did not move. A lock of silver-blonde hair and a lock of chesnut brown flowed out of the star joining seamlessly in the middle to create the illusion of a shooting star. It was indeed their hair and this trinket was a 'bond' of some kind. No wonder Draco had not been able to stop visiting her house in the dead of night! They were bound together since what looked like 7th year. The diamond was flawless and the shell of the locket-the amethyst-was two heart-shaped pieces carved out to make a 'puff.' All of the items fit nicely inside, without rattling when shaken. They were both awed, a token like this would cost a modern day fortune.
He let the charm drop back into place in the hollow of her neck and went to his large bookcase across the room. It was really more than it seemed at first glance. The shelves were thick and the books were in two rows per shelf- the wizarding ones hidden in back of the muggle volumes. Draco grabbed the largest leather-bound book on the third shelf up and opened it. Skimming through the pages, he back over to the couch. Hermione grabbed the large volume from his hands, read the page and gasped.
The owner of such a trinket as the Lover's Locket is
protected from all evil-magic or otherwise except that
of natural death. It also creates a bond between two
chosen that can never be broken or harmed. One will
always feel the other's pain or sorrow or joy and vise
versa. This charms origins are unknown, for when the
chosen two dream a special dream, the locket appears
around the woman's neck...
Draco looked at the woman beside him with love and desire in his eyes. She stared back, reflecting his emotions. In one fluid movement, Draco scooped Hermione up and carried her into his bedroom. There she was instructed to get dressed in her best outfit and get 'beautiful.' He rummaged through his drawers and out a three piece suit and gelled his hair into the 'perfect' style.
Half and hour later, the bedroom door opened to reveal the most lovely woman Draco had ever laid eyes (A/N: ...or hands...lol) on. After offering his arm, they made their way out to Draco's new convertible and drove three blocks west and six blocks south to the drive-by chapel. Draco didn't know what had gotten into him, only that he needed her by his side forever.
They filled out papers with the necessaries and made their way around to the actual church part almost an hour later. Apparently, someone else decided they needed a midnight wedding service as well. When they were instructed to enter the chapel, out of the closed doors came none other than (A/N: Batman! :) no really...) Harry Potter with a casual arm draped around a bored looking Lavender Brown dressed in their nicest. Hermione started to become angry, but Draco's arm around her waist prevented her from doing anything to the newly-weds.
But that didn't mean they wouldn't do anything to them. Harry's mouth dropped open at the sight of Draco, and his eyes bugged out at the sight of that slim little band of gold with two matching heart diamonds (A/N: did I mention him giving her the ring? If not, sorry. But he did, ok? And his matches hers, as it did in the dream thing in the last chapter.)
"Now you're just marrying the scum you meet in the streets? That's not the Hermione I know and used to love." Harry said indignantly.
"Well, it isn't up to you to decide who I want to marry. And I'm not the Hermione you knew and used to love, not since you threw my virginity and heart in the gutter!" Lavender gasped. She had known Harry had had other lovers before her, just not Hermione. She shoved Harry's arm away and ran for the door. He sprinted after her, pleading for her not to leave. He stopped her at the door and said in a low growl,
"I will not tolerate insubordination from my wife. Remember I hold your families safety in my hand." Without explaining, he grabbed Lavender's upper arm and practically dragged her out the automatic doors. On her way out, Lavender threw a helpless look over her shoulder and whimpered. Hermione felt a twinge of sorrow for the girl, even if she was a bitchy ditz, she did deserve some decency and respect. But she shook it off, for it had been her stupid choice to marry Harry in the first place. Lavender may as well deserve it. She held out her chin confidently and walked into the chapel with Draco.
The ceremony went mostly unheard to the pair as they stood next to the alter. They were lost deep within each other's eyes. Draco could not await the treat that he would receive upon returning home. Hermione, on the other hand, was contemplating whether or not it was right to rush into these things. It happened before. She had married Ron and dated Harry for a while and when she did, they were so different from what they had seemed. But this was Draco, this was her Chosen One. Let life take her where it would, she loved him and wanted with all her heart for this to happen.
When they awakened out of their reverie, it was by the reverend himself. He had been asking them the same question four times, finally taking to shaking Draco and shouting it in his ear.
"Oh, sorry about that reverend."
"It's alright. I understand. Now, answer the question if you please. Do you, Draco Malfoy, take Hermione Granger to be your lawfully wedded wife, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?" Hermione lost herself once more, remembering the last time she had heard those words. It had seemed so right, and yet it had gone so wrong.
"I do." He said simply.
"And do you, Hermione Granger, take Draco Malfoy to be your lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?" she had to think. It wasn't for her to answer in a matter of seconds, she had been through enough to know to think about what she said before she said it. Draco was looking at her pleadingly and almost patiently waiting to hear her answer.
"I do," she said slowly. She grinned at her new husband.
"With the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." Draco didn't need to be told twice. He kissed Hermione with all the passion he had saved up for the last seven years waiting for this moment. They both had gotten the happy ending they wanted.
*~*Fine*~*
Finish
Sorry it was so short, but I couldn't help it. Did you really want me to go into detail about their honeymoon? No thanx. Not me. I don't do sex and NC-17 stories. Go read some one else's for that. Um, also, I couldn't leave out Harry forever. So I threw him in there. Also, don't sue me if the sayings in the wedding scene aren't entirely right, I'm not married, so I wouldn't know them.