Disclaimer: The characters in this story are not mine, but some of the rest are little things that are figures of my imagination. The previously mentioned things are all owned (sort of) by J.K. Rowling, except my little additions. The lyrics in the song that I am using belong to Mark Schultz. Fun fact: Mark Schultz wrote this song for a friend of his who was getting married. I just twisted it to make it work for this story. By the way, in the song, it is "forty years" but here I made it "six years" so our characters were still young and fresh!

A/N: One of my reviewers brought it to my attention that I was not completely clear on the last chapter. When Draco says, "I was having the time of my life," he is referring to when he and Hermione were friends and sort of in love. Sorry for any possible confusion!

Happy Endings

"Seven years went by and she lived according to plan
She stood alone in an attic, wedding dress in her hand

And she held an old letter written so long ago

But she'd never forget it

No matter how old

And as she turned to put the dress away

And pack up the years

He was standing in the doorway

With his eyes full of tears

And he held her

'Cause you're the only girl I'll ever love

And I'd do anything not to give you up

If I could only stop the world

When you're standing by my side

See I'm having the time of my life

Yes, I'm having the time of my life"

Hermione had been married to Harry Potter for seven years when it happened. It was a happy day as well as a sad day. First of all, the Death Eaters were finally gone for good. Harry, four years fresh out of Auror training, took on Lucius Malfoy along with a few supporters. The supporters were killed. Then it came down to Harry and Lucius. They battled to the death. Lucius Malfoy died a happy man. He had killed Harry Potter, who had killed his master.

'Too bad Lucius was killed at the exact same moment, or then we would be overrun with Death Eaters,' a still grieving Hermione thought sarcastically. She had just lost her husband and best friend. For an odd reason, however, she was not upset mainly by the thought of her husband of seven years being murdered, but by the loss of her best friend. She loved Harry, sure, but not like that. There was a reason; of course, they had yet to have children.

Hermione couldn't help thinking about Draco. She wondered how the loss of her father would affect him. Would he be upset that his lost love's husband had killed his father? Would he seek revenge? Somehow, Hermione doubted both possibilities.

'I mean, he wasn't with his father. And he was so nice to me, I have a hard time believing that he could be as much of a bastard as his father,' she thought, still trying to process the death.

'I loved Harry, but Draco and he were so different. I mean, nobody would hate me for marrying Harry,' she pondered her choice back eight years ago. She knew what had happened. She chickened out of true love and picked the easy way out by dating and later marrying Harry. The worst part was, she was married for seven years and all the while had feelings for another man. This was too much!

She pushed herself out of her leather recliner, grabbing her tissue box as she did so. She headed up the spiral staircase, holding back tears. She walked down the hallway, fully aware of all of the photographs of her, Ron, and Harry, staring at her. She finally broke down as she stopped in front of the master bedroom door. She and Harry had slept together there for the past seven years. But never again would she share her bed with a man.

Resisting the urge to fling herself onto Harry's pillow and sob over her betrayal to Malfoy and Harry's death for days, she pulled the cord hanging from the ceiling and an old trapdoor ladder similar to the one in the Divinations classroom. Hermione threw the box of tissues up and climbed after them.

She stood up with her tissues and looked around at the dusty attic. She knew exactly what box she wanted. She peeled over to a pale pink trunk, unlocked it with the little key that was hanging on a nail nearby, and opened it. The creak of the trunk was so loud that Hermione didn't notice a faint pop from near the doorway.

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The man pushed his blond hair out of his eyes, which were not as bright gray as they normally were around Hermione. He had, after all, just lost his father. Not that he was grieving for Lucius, but he had spent a few hard nights thinking about her after her husband's death.

Draco wasn't exactly sure why he was there, standing in her attic, but he knew he was supposed to be there. He had a feeling. Not one of those hokey, I-need-to-pass-Divination feelings, but a true feeling. Like he was meant to be there at that very moment. And of course, Draco act-on-impulse Malfoy Apparated to her house right away.

He looked over at the girl he had loved for fourteen years. She was still as spectacular as he had remembered, even with shining red eyes and Kleenex practically attached to her at the hip. She was digging through the pink trunk. Her wedding dress was on her lap, but apparently that was not what she was looking for. She popped up all of the sudden, sobs subsiding for a moment. In her hand, there was a piece of parchment. Draco knew exactly what the paper said. He could still remember writing it.

Dear Hermione, All of these years I have had feelings for you. I really love you. You are the only girl I'll ever love, and I'd do anything not to give you up. If I
could only stop the world while you're standing by my side because I'm
having the time of my life. Yes, I'm having the time of my life. I
love you, Hermione Granger.
Love, Draco

It was Draco's turn to cry now. He lost her right after he had proclaimed his love to her. He sniffed, wishing he had some of Hermione's tissues.

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Hermione whipped around to see none other than Draco Malfoy standing there, crying. Not knowing what to do or how to react, she simply stood up and started packing all of her old things away into the trunk. She heard him advancing, and she turned around. She knew exactly how she felt now. She rushed into his arms.

The two were standing there for quite some time, tears rolling down there cheeks. Hermione knew she should apologize for hurting him. Right as she opened her mouth to do so, however, he began to speak.

"Hermione, I know that you loved Harry, and I am deeply sorry for your loss. I didn't know why I came here today, but now I am quite sure," he looked at her. She noticed his sparkling gray eyes were exactly the same as they always were. "Hermione Granger, or Potter, rather; I came here today to tell you that I still love you. You are the only girl I will ever love, Herm. I would do anything; I have done everything I could think of, not to give you up. If I could only stop the world right now, while I am standing here by your side, holding you in my arms, because right now everything is how it should be. We are together. I am having the time of my life. Yes, I am having the time of my life."

A tear trickled down her cheek, and for a moment, she thought of just burying her head in his shoulder, but thought better of it. Without breaking the graze, she stared into his eyes and said, "I love you, Draco Malfoy. I am so sorry for all the pain that I may have."

Her voice stopped as Draco bent down and their lips met for their first kiss.

A/N: All done! Did you guys enjoy? I want to thank all my reviewers from all the chapters. See guys, I didn't fail you. Draco and Hermione are together in the end. Please review and tell me what you thought overall. This was my first fic, so I hope you enjoyed!

Sugarprincess~ Did I clear up your question about the previous chapter? I hope so! Thanks for all your reviews!

Selita-Malfoy~ I am glad to know that Umbridge worked! Thank you for being a faithful reviewer!

SiriusBlackRules~ I totally agree, Sirius Black is the bomb. Too bad he dies before my story took place, or else he would have been in it! Yeah, Harry/Hermione fics are way too overdone, so I thought that I would let all the H/H fans know that Hermione does not have an interest in Harry! Ha, showed them. Also, you may be interested if you're bored, I just did a little tribute to Sirius, but there is like a contest thing. You should check it out. The fic is called Hello, Good-bye

Hey, everyone else, please check out my other fic, Hello, Good-bye! I could use some input! Thanks again for reading! I hope you enjoyed! Peace out!

~CrazySwimmer