don't be fooled by the end of this chapter. as good of a place it seems to stop... i'm not done yet. just one more chapter, though, and i shall be done. then, and only then, will the story of Harry and Draco be complete read/review please! keeps me going... HAHA even if i know what's going to happen... but still, it's rather nice to have comments. thanks for everyone who has commented so far :] (aka Bella) hehe
After seven years of hard work, school was ending as the seventh years knew it. They would soon be graduating, to go off and do bigger and better things. The only good thing about this for Harry, was, that he and Draco were to start a new life together once Hogwarts ended and they graduated.
Surely, he hoped, that he and Ron would still stay in touch, and be able to see each other periodically. He and Ron had become such good friends, he was the first friend Harry made at Hogwarts. Hermione, the know-it-all, was bound to be engaged by time Christmas rolled around if Harry predicted correctly.
Surprisingly, when exam results were back, Harry and Ron scored very high, even close to Hermione. Her excuse was that she was extremely nervous, but even at that, Ron and Harry were overwhelmed with happiness.
With that, the weeks went quickly, graduation soon approaching. Within these last weeks, many students were crying, very sad that they would all be on their own, in the real world... some were scared, some rather prepared (thanks to Harry's D.A. assistance), and some people didn't care. Harry was all mixed up inside. He wanted to stay at Hogwarts, continue quidditch, wanted to see his friends regularly again.
Sooner than they all had hoped, though, the day came when all students were crowded into the Great Hall, the ceremony to begin. Called in alphabetical order, most of the soon-to-be graduates sat anxiously and nervously, for their name to be called. Dumbledore gave remarks here and there ("Very intelligent, bright girl you are, I know you'll do great," he commented on Hermione).
Out of the four, Draco was called next. He walked up there, without a trace of snobbiness in his walk, and said, "Thanks for those who have made this possible and worthwhile," mainly giving a fixed look to his fiancé." He was handed his diploma, and walked away graciously. The Draco many once knew as snobby, greedy, and just plain out rude, had become quite the opposite.
Next, was Harry himself. He breathed heavily walking, trying to calm his nerves. Dumbledore gave the longest speech, but yet was still short, "This boy, as we all know as the boy who lived, is no longer a boy. A young man, who has helped many students on their way, and fought his way through the school years. I congratulate you on that, Harry," he said, handing Harry his piece of parchment. "You can do anything you put your mind to, Potter, you have the power!" he said as his last words, and gave the Gryffindor a soft, heart-warming hug. Harry was going to miss Dumbledore's advice.
Last, but most definitely not least, was Ron. He had been just as nervous as Harry walking up there. Dumbledore said a few words, about how he was maybe not the most brave person, but had his heart in the right place, and that mattered even more. Ron walked off with a smile, so happy that he had gotten this far. He had graduated, made it through seven years of pure craziness, alive.
Once the graduates were all seated, defined in their own colors of robes (yellow and black for Hufflepuff, a dark, sapphire blue for Ravenclaw, the Slytherins in a light green and outstanding silver color, and the Gryffindors in their well-known maroon and gold), Dumbledore talked.
"The young people in front of me that you see, have all passed seven years of hard work. Now has come the time, though, when we have to let them go, and face reality. I hope that you who have friendships within and with them, don't lose touch. I made some of my very own best friends here, and I know you have done the same. Very well, then, I praise you all for doing such a terrific job. Farewell, and good luck!"
Tears welled in Hermione's eyes. "It's all just so sad... leaving this place for good, I don't know what I'll do without it. Without Nearly Headless Nick popping up here and there, Peeves disturbing everyone, Snape's wild moods..." she let out a sob, "what if I never see any of you again!" with this she burst into tears, leaving only Ron to comfort her.
"It's ok, shh, don't worry," he ran his finger down her face, trying to sooth her. "You will see us again, trust me. Seven years of friendship has not just gone down the drain," he said, taking drying her face.
Harry could only weakly smile, as he had no comforting words. He was every bit as worried as she was, if not more. Luckily, though, he had Draco. Draco would always be there to support him. This was the only good thought Harry had about leaving Hogwarts.
As they all stood to leave, Draco tugged at Harry's cloak. "What?"
Draco looked around suspiciously, "So am I still going to the Dursley's with you?"
"No," he said, "Change of plans," he grinned.
"Wha-"
Harry smothered him in kisses, having pinned Draco on the table. Knowing that this was not an appropriate place, and that he still had to pack, Harry stood. He pointed to himself first, then Draco, and finally to his wrist, all while lipping, "Me, you, later."
Up in the dormitory, Ron just sat on his bed, twiddling his thumbs. The moment he saw Harry, he immediately jumped up and hugged his best friend, and didn't let go for what seemed like an hour. "Oh, Harry, I don't know what I'm going to do! What with you and Draco being all... yeah... I'll be all alone at the house."
"No you won't, your mum and dad and Ginny are all there," he said, trying to sound hopeful. "And I'm sure Hermione wouldn't mind joining the household, either," he added.
Ron smiled at this, "I guess, it's just you, mate. I don't know what I'll do with you!"
"You'll see me again soon, Ron, trust me. Actually..." he rummaged through his pockets, "here..." he handed Ron a slip of parchment.
"What's this?" Ron asked in mystery.
"Just read it, pass it along to Hermione too. Oh and don't forget George, Fred, Ginny, your mum and dad... anyone you can think of that would want to come, it would be nice," he smiled.
Ron just looked at Harry, "Well, mate, I'm all packed..." he plopped down on his trunk. "I guess this is really the end of Hogwarts..." he himself was almost in tears.
Harry took him in like a son, he struggled to not let show how much he disliked leaving. It was hard, though, when everyone else around you was crying. "It's ok, Dear... you just have to look at the positives. I want to see you every holiday, though, you hear me?" Ron nodded silently.
Harry finished packing, and walked quietly to his and Draco's secret meeting place. One last snog before they left couldn't hurt, right? One last memory for their train ride home. Draco, though, was no where to be found. So Harry, with the Slytherin password Draco had secretly given him, entered quietly and cautiously. He walked up to the floor where Draco was, and there was his love, soundly sleeping.
Smiling, he leaped into bed with the blonde. Draco woke with a startle, "What? Oh... Harry! I'm so sorry... I must have... dozed off..." he said, almost going back to sleep again.
"It's fine," Harry whispered, laying Draco back down. "We'll sleep tonight, but I want payback tomorrow before we leave," he smirked.
"All right," he said, tightly pulling Harry as close to him as possible, and shortly thereafter back asleep.
The next morning, after Harry and Draco did their thing, it was that time. It was the time no one wanted to face. They gathered all of their luggage, and shipped it off to be held. The students lined up for the train, their last train ride on the Hogwarts Express. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Draco were gathered in a compartment by themselves.
Though they all tried to communicate, it was hard to understand what was going on what with Draco's head in Harry's lap, and Hermione practically sitting on Ron. This was all for the better, though, as they all quiet, remembering all of the good times they each had back in the days at Hogwarts.
The train started, slowly leaving. They took one last glance back at the cold, cloudy water, seeing Hogwarts faintly get smaller and smaller.
This was the end of their journey at Hogwarts.
After seven years of hard work, school was ending as the seventh years knew it. They would soon be graduating, to go off and do bigger and better things. The only good thing about this for Harry, was, that he and Draco were to start a new life together once Hogwarts ended and they graduated.
Surely, he hoped, that he and Ron would still stay in touch, and be able to see each other periodically. He and Ron had become such good friends, he was the first friend Harry made at Hogwarts. Hermione, the know-it-all, was bound to be engaged by time Christmas rolled around if Harry predicted correctly.
Surprisingly, when exam results were back, Harry and Ron scored very high, even close to Hermione. Her excuse was that she was extremely nervous, but even at that, Ron and Harry were overwhelmed with happiness.
With that, the weeks went quickly, graduation soon approaching. Within these last weeks, many students were crying, very sad that they would all be on their own, in the real world... some were scared, some rather prepared (thanks to Harry's D.A. assistance), and some people didn't care. Harry was all mixed up inside. He wanted to stay at Hogwarts, continue quidditch, wanted to see his friends regularly again.
Sooner than they all had hoped, though, the day came when all students were crowded into the Great Hall, the ceremony to begin. Called in alphabetical order, most of the soon-to-be graduates sat anxiously and nervously, for their name to be called. Dumbledore gave remarks here and there ("Very intelligent, bright girl you are, I know you'll do great," he commented on Hermione).
Out of the four, Draco was called next. He walked up there, without a trace of snobbiness in his walk, and said, "Thanks for those who have made this possible and worthwhile," mainly giving a fixed look to his fiancé." He was handed his diploma, and walked away graciously. The Draco many once knew as snobby, greedy, and just plain out rude, had become quite the opposite.
Next, was Harry himself. He breathed heavily walking, trying to calm his nerves. Dumbledore gave the longest speech, but yet was still short, "This boy, as we all know as the boy who lived, is no longer a boy. A young man, who has helped many students on their way, and fought his way through the school years. I congratulate you on that, Harry," he said, handing Harry his piece of parchment. "You can do anything you put your mind to, Potter, you have the power!" he said as his last words, and gave the Gryffindor a soft, heart-warming hug. Harry was going to miss Dumbledore's advice.
Last, but most definitely not least, was Ron. He had been just as nervous as Harry walking up there. Dumbledore said a few words, about how he was maybe not the most brave person, but had his heart in the right place, and that mattered even more. Ron walked off with a smile, so happy that he had gotten this far. He had graduated, made it through seven years of pure craziness, alive.
Once the graduates were all seated, defined in their own colors of robes (yellow and black for Hufflepuff, a dark, sapphire blue for Ravenclaw, the Slytherins in a light green and outstanding silver color, and the Gryffindors in their well-known maroon and gold), Dumbledore talked.
"The young people in front of me that you see, have all passed seven years of hard work. Now has come the time, though, when we have to let them go, and face reality. I hope that you who have friendships within and with them, don't lose touch. I made some of my very own best friends here, and I know you have done the same. Very well, then, I praise you all for doing such a terrific job. Farewell, and good luck!"
Tears welled in Hermione's eyes. "It's all just so sad... leaving this place for good, I don't know what I'll do without it. Without Nearly Headless Nick popping up here and there, Peeves disturbing everyone, Snape's wild moods..." she let out a sob, "what if I never see any of you again!" with this she burst into tears, leaving only Ron to comfort her.
"It's ok, shh, don't worry," he ran his finger down her face, trying to sooth her. "You will see us again, trust me. Seven years of friendship has not just gone down the drain," he said, taking drying her face.
Harry could only weakly smile, as he had no comforting words. He was every bit as worried as she was, if not more. Luckily, though, he had Draco. Draco would always be there to support him. This was the only good thought Harry had about leaving Hogwarts.
As they all stood to leave, Draco tugged at Harry's cloak. "What?"
Draco looked around suspiciously, "So am I still going to the Dursley's with you?"
"No," he said, "Change of plans," he grinned.
"Wha-"
Harry smothered him in kisses, having pinned Draco on the table. Knowing that this was not an appropriate place, and that he still had to pack, Harry stood. He pointed to himself first, then Draco, and finally to his wrist, all while lipping, "Me, you, later."
Up in the dormitory, Ron just sat on his bed, twiddling his thumbs. The moment he saw Harry, he immediately jumped up and hugged his best friend, and didn't let go for what seemed like an hour. "Oh, Harry, I don't know what I'm going to do! What with you and Draco being all... yeah... I'll be all alone at the house."
"No you won't, your mum and dad and Ginny are all there," he said, trying to sound hopeful. "And I'm sure Hermione wouldn't mind joining the household, either," he added.
Ron smiled at this, "I guess, it's just you, mate. I don't know what I'll do with you!"
"You'll see me again soon, Ron, trust me. Actually..." he rummaged through his pockets, "here..." he handed Ron a slip of parchment.
"What's this?" Ron asked in mystery.
"Just read it, pass it along to Hermione too. Oh and don't forget George, Fred, Ginny, your mum and dad... anyone you can think of that would want to come, it would be nice," he smiled.
Ron just looked at Harry, "Well, mate, I'm all packed..." he plopped down on his trunk. "I guess this is really the end of Hogwarts..." he himself was almost in tears.
Harry took him in like a son, he struggled to not let show how much he disliked leaving. It was hard, though, when everyone else around you was crying. "It's ok, Dear... you just have to look at the positives. I want to see you every holiday, though, you hear me?" Ron nodded silently.
Harry finished packing, and walked quietly to his and Draco's secret meeting place. One last snog before they left couldn't hurt, right? One last memory for their train ride home. Draco, though, was no where to be found. So Harry, with the Slytherin password Draco had secretly given him, entered quietly and cautiously. He walked up to the floor where Draco was, and there was his love, soundly sleeping.
Smiling, he leaped into bed with the blonde. Draco woke with a startle, "What? Oh... Harry! I'm so sorry... I must have... dozed off..." he said, almost going back to sleep again.
"It's fine," Harry whispered, laying Draco back down. "We'll sleep tonight, but I want payback tomorrow before we leave," he smirked.
"All right," he said, tightly pulling Harry as close to him as possible, and shortly thereafter back asleep.
The next morning, after Harry and Draco did their thing, it was that time. It was the time no one wanted to face. They gathered all of their luggage, and shipped it off to be held. The students lined up for the train, their last train ride on the Hogwarts Express. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Draco were gathered in a compartment by themselves.
Though they all tried to communicate, it was hard to understand what was going on what with Draco's head in Harry's lap, and Hermione practically sitting on Ron. This was all for the better, though, as they all quiet, remembering all of the good times they each had back in the days at Hogwarts.
The train started, slowly leaving. They took one last glance back at the cold, cloudy water, seeing Hogwarts faintly get smaller and smaller.
This was the end of their journey at Hogwarts.