Well, here is the final chapter. I am sorry for not updating earlier, but Christmas is mayhem at my house. I hope you enjoy the ending! I plan to start either my own D/Her. story or my other L/J story. I thoroughly enjoyed writing this story and am pleased with the way it came out. Thanks for my 43 reviews and the possible more to come. Here is the Grande Finale. Thanks so much! Epequa;)

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Chapter 21 - Separate

Draco just stood there, staring at Pansy with disbelief. Along with her wand, she also shook a tiny vial with pearly, almost clear substance inside. Draco recognized at once as Phoenix Tears.

"I can't believe that you left me for this pitiful thing." Pansy said quietly, and she stared down at the limp body of Hermione, who was now teetering on the edge of life or death. Then she did something that both surprised and alarmed Draco; She kicked Hermione in her side so that Hermione double up.

"Why?" Draco asked.

Pansy stared blankly down at Hermione, who was coughing again. "Take a look yourself," Pansy said angrily. "Comparing her to me? You must be crazy to pick her over me!"

"What is it with you and being better than everyone?" Draco burst out. "If that's all you care about then there's the reason why I don't like you. You going to have to realize sometime that there are some people that are better than you at something's and until you realize that you're not going to get far. Until you realize that there are higher people that aren't going to be willing to let you slide through, you have no purpose in my life and you have brought nothing to change my life at all. That's the reason that I picked her over you. Get it?"

Pansy stood there, shocked. The man, this idiot, this paramecium that left her at the altar was critiquing her with scrutinizing detail. And the worst thing was that he was exactly right in every single point. It made her cringe.

"You're right," she said slowly. "Absolutely right on every account. But that doesn't mean I'm going to spare your lives. This bottle is the only thing that will keep your precious Hermione alive and I really don't feel in the mood just to give it to you." She dropped the vial and it shattered on the obsidian-like floor. "Oops, my hand sometimes slips like that." She said, with an almost waterfall of sarcasm cascading from her tongue, and that pricked one of Draco's nerves.

"You insufferable, ignorant wench!" Draco yelled, losing control of his temper. "You can't take in the truth and you should be cast out to live with muggles! I can't do that but I can do this. Chatedem Pogrebinius Ahoran!" He bellowed, his wand like lightning.

Slowly, Pansy Ophelia Parkinson shrunk into a tiny frame. Hair sprung from her body like daisies and her head became grey and bald. She looked tremendously like a hairy rock. Draco had to laugh. "You were a demon in a human body, and have come to your true form, and you know it." Draco knew that Pansy had never really been a demon but she didn't look bad when her appearance referred to her personality.

The minuscule imp hurtled off, after Draco had kicked it far and limp. (A/N: If you have Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, look on page 33) "Enjoy life as a Progrebin!" Suddenly, Draco heard a door slam and turned to see Voldemort and his followers. Why hadn't he killed Voldemort when he'd had the chance? He kicked himself inwardly for that one.

"Chatedem Runsporian Ahoran!" He shrieked and Voldemort shriveled into a bright burnt orange and midnight black serpent with three heads. Draco kept his wand on him; unlike Pansy, this had been one of Voldemort's former forms. (A/N: Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, page 37) "May you have the wisdom to carry you forward into the black nothingness of failure." Draco said to the serpent, all the death-eaters were cringing in the corner.

The serpent hissed violently at him and then the right head bit Hermione on her uninjured side and ran off. He could see the poison cursing through her already half-dead torso, turning the entire right side of her a sickening green-purplish mixture.

It was then that Draco noticed that some of the brave death-eaters were standing up and pulling out their wands. "Well, I guess I have no choice," he said simply. "Chatedem Murtlapidan Ahoran Jentidium!"

So, all the death-eaters were transformed into hideous murtlaps, all scattering, trying to look for something to hide behind. A faint moan made Draco turn back to Hermione. Her whole bottom half was purple and half the rest of her body. "What?" he asked gently.

"Re..p.u..r…e…..re…..p….a.," She tried to get words out but the poison had weakened half her mouth maneuvering muscles and had depleted her of many nerves.

"Say one part at a time," Draco stated matter-of-factly, Hermione's left eye was twitching horribly and her right eye seemed to be already tightly shut. Her breathing was also becoming faster, she was her heart was dying out. She needed a potion or something else quick.

"Re…pare…o…," she painfully managed out.

"Reparo, what needs repairing?" he asked frantically.

"Vi…al…," came sufferingly from her mouth. Draco realized she was talking about the Phoenix tears that had been smashed, the only thing that could save her. he hurriedly repaired to bottle and dabbed some of the tears onto each of her many wounds. When she was healed she hugged him.

"You came back," she said breathlessly, "You came back for me?"

"I would die for you," he said dramatically. "Mind you, I almost did."

Hermione laughed softly and they kissed, full of a passion that they knew was very rare. (A/N: I got that from 'Robin Hood - Prince of Thieves') Afterwards, Hermione looked at the know empty vial still in Draco's hand. "My ring!!" she screeched. "My sorceress ring! There's nothing left, please come to my aid. There is no more of the one we once were afraid." She whispered excitedly to the ring.

Before Draco could ask her what she was doing, Albus Dumbledore appeared before them. "We were nearly dead with fear for you two. Are you ready to come back and very well done. I couldn't have done it better myself. Well, let's go shall we?" They all took hands and sped off to the familiar faces of friends, safety, and comfort.

Epilogue - Exodus

Draco and Hermione continued to ensue their work together and were married about a year after. And yet, this stood out as one of the most moral and dangerous adventures. The continued to fight their causes and lived to great ages. Their other tales, stories and adventures; well, they are for another rainy day.

The End

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A/N: The fantastic ending you all have been waiting for. I hope I didn't disappoint you, but I'm glad I didn't disappoint myself. Lavender ink, Webster's 'Thumb-ease' dictionary, Werther's originals, sunshine, and love to all my reviewers. You guys have been great. Thanks for convincing me that my first fic will not be my last. I've got to go before I get all teary-eyed. Thanks for a great story, Epequa ;') ß It's a tearß