Draco felt warm when he awoke and opened his eyes. He was in the hospital wing and a fire was burning nearby. But he still felt so cold inside. Sarah was gone and she would never come back. Hot tears came to his eyes again and he rolled over to his side and stared at the empty beds. There were soft footsteps coming inside and he knew it was Madam Pomfrey.

"Well now, Mr. Malfoy, how are you feeling?" she asked. He looked at her and shook his head.

"Numb."

"If you want we can make the room warmer..."

"No, not that kind of numb." Pomfrey suddenly nodded in understanding.

"Poor Sarah," she muttered. "The child never saw it coming."

"She knew it was going to happen," muttered Draco. "She told me. I just didn't really believe her."

"It wasn't your fault." Draco nodded and rolled back to his side. "I'll let you be," she said softly as she left. Even Pomfrey knew when it was time to go. Draco lay still, the painful memory of the previous night came to him. Sarah was dead. He could not accept it. It had only been a day ago that they had been sleeping on the sofa peacefully, completely unaware of what was going to happen. He heard soft footsteps again and sighed, thinking it was Pomfrey again.

"Draco," came a soft voice.

"Please," he muttered. "I just want to sleep." The foot steps came closer and he wished that Ponfrey would go away. He wanted to fall asleep and forget. The matress tilted a little as the person sat down. A warm hand gently rested on his shoulder and he rolled over. A pair of black eyes were looking back and the face he saw made him gasp.

"Sarah!" he cried. He sat up and she climbed onto the bed and into his arms. He held her closely for a while, inhaling her sweet smell, stroking her black hair, and wept for a minute, knowing this was too good to be true. He finally let go and stared at her.

"How...?" he stuttered.

"I'm not exactly sure myself," she whispered. "I remember seeing this bright light and golden gates opening and then I saw you, reaching for me. I reached back and the next thing I knew I woke up here in my dad's arms. He said it was your love that saved me." She smiled as tears came to her eyes.

"Oh gods girl," he gasped as he held her again. "Bud's dead," he whispered.

"I know. Dad saw your little handiwork in the dark forest." She withdrew and he rubbed his head painfully.

"How long have I been out?" he muttered.

"A day and a half," she said softly. "I only woke up about two hours ago."

He scooted over and she lay next to him. He pulled the blankets over her and she rested her head on his chest.

"I love you so much," he whispered.

"I love you too." He kissed her cheek and smiled.

"So is it finally over?"

"What?"
"Bud and all that. It's over?"

"Yes, finally. Everything's going to be okay now."

"Good," he said, leaning in and kissing her passionately. "Because there's something I need to ask you."

"What?" He sat up with a grin and she sat up, leaning against the bed post as he fished something out of his pocket.

"Before anything else happens..." he said, pulling out a small velvet box from his pocket. "I was going to do this a long time before, but then your mother died, things started happening, and... well..."

Her jaw dropped, and she was completely off guard. He popped it open with his thumb and placed the ring on her finger. "What's that?" she asked nervously, making sure she wasn't dreaming.

"I think they call it an engagement ring," he laughed. Her smile broke out.

"No really," she said softly. He smiled, taking her hand in his.

"Sarah," he said, grinning. "When I first met you, you were nothing but a muggle to me, and I thought I had you figured out. That was before I learned to love you. I got to know you, see past all your layers of black and the angry act you always put on. I was there to see you walk, I was there when your mother died, and I was there when I almost lost you." She smiled and he kissed her hand softly. "We've gone through so much together in so short of time, and I was there for you through the majority of it. And I want to be there for you through the end of it, no matter how many more Bud's we have to face, or how many more dangers lay ahead. Even if it means dying, I'll do it. Don't tell me what's worth fighting for. I've learned what is." Sarah was crying by now, and he placed a hand on her shoulder. "With all that said... will you marry me?" he asked. Her eyes flooded with tears, and she nodded vigerously.

"Yes!" she cried. "Yes I will." He hugged her tightly, kissing her cheek and massaging her shoulders with his thumbs.

I swear that I can go on forever again

Please let me know that my one bad day will end

I will go down as your lover, your friend

Give me your lips and with one kiss we begin...

-Blink 182

THE END

(A/N: Friends, Romans, and countrymen, lend me your ears! Lol. I made this request with my last fanfic and I'll make it for this one. I collect fanart, and if anyone out there is a good artist, I am begging you, down on my knees, send me some fanart for this fic. My email address is or you could just look on my profile thingy. It's listed there too (along with a comment about Orlando Bloom that'll probly cause my death.) I loved writing this and I hope you loved reading it. I am currently working on my next story called 'The Final War, Part 1'. Chapter 1 is already up. I also have another story on called the 'Church of Black and Red' which I will not continue until I get more reviews. There's also my LOTR fic, 'Blue Horizons' that's complete. Now that I've sounded like a complete add, Adios amigos!)