A/N: Last one. First part is in Draco's point of view. As for the setting of this wedding part, think of Rivendell in LotR, and Arwen and Aragorn's little moment.

~Epilogue~

Was it worth the risk? To run away from it all, to leave our lives behind? I've asked myself that question too many times to be counted, and every time the answer was simple. What is life, anyway? To me, life is something precious, something you have once, and something that could slip out of your grasp in an instant. To make it worthwhile, to enjoy every bit of it.

How could I not do what we had done, when I thought I would go crazy unless I saw her again? Life is too short to be wasted, and I wasn't about to do just that. Of course we've had hard times.

Running away from your home is easy. But running away from your life? It's really quite hard. But she's been there all along, and I'm happy. Malfoy's don't love? Fuck that. I'm not Malfoy. I'm Draco.

And isn't it so ironic, the whole situation? To find true love at such an odd place? A place of no real magical importance? Then again, I might be wrong. Maybe there was more magic in that camp than I thought. Or maybe it was just the way the rain fell every now and then, and everything seemed to click, to be in harmony. Or the way the sun shone down on the lake and how it glittered beautifully. Or simply because she smiled, and I loved every bit of it.

I still can't explain why or how I came to love her, and I expect I never will know. It just happened. Like the flash of a lightening bolt, it happened. Love. Ineffable—so why bother? The wisest philosopher in the world couldn't explain love. So you decide for yourself what it means.

~*~

Deora Ar Mo Chroi (Tears on my heart)

Tears on my heart

It was beautiful all day

The sweet voices by my side

And beauty without despair everywhere

Joy in my heart forever…

Heavenly music floated into their ears, making their hearts beat with it, lifting it up with its glorious and breathtaking sound. The sun shone brightly on the massive land of beauty, seeping in through the trees, the woods. And in between a group of tall trees there stood the couple, the white light shining down upon them. In the distance, the heavy rushing sound of the waterfall could be heard, along with the birds' sweet chirp. Oh, and the leaves. The leaves of gold, red, and brown that fell around them so delicately, caressing the soft ground. In this place of utter peace, there was no boundary between the sky and the ground. There was only beauty, in its truest, purest, richest form. This was where it had all started, this was where magic had bloomed—and this was where they would stay.

No words were spoken between the two, because there was no need. Looking into each other's eyes said a million words not spoken. It was bliss, standing there, looking at each other in this place of great happiness—because all their worries were miles away.

Nothing had to make sense anymore. The angels had blessed them, and there was nothing left to do but to live their life the best they knew how. Taking her hand into his, he bent down and kissed her. A slow kiss, a sweet kiss, tasting of heaven, a kiss that would never end. She loved him; he loved her. And through their lips beautiful words were spoken, words that calmed the spirit, the heart, the soul.

Tomorrow would come, and it would be just as perfect. Forever they would smile at each other, and forever they would love. And even as the seasons changed, and the winds shifted, nothing would change. The love that they found could not be lost now. Not now that they had found the way to live.

Pulling away, he leaned in and whispered words as soft as the wind, eyes sparkling with warmth.

'I want to die with you by my side.'

A/N: *bows * I want to leave one last thank you to all the people who have taken the time to read my story. Your reviews have been like a chunk of self-confidence, giving me the strength to write—even when the muses have left me in the dark. And because of that, you've all helped me grow as a writer, and hopefully, my writing has improved since the first chapter. Like a Christmas present…and thanks for all the wonderful cookies.

* munches * Review, and ciao! Thank you…Gracias…Merci…