Chapter Eleven: The End
Harry sat gazing at Hermione's translucent figure. He couldn't move. He couldn't speak. Hermione's glare stopped him cold. He never thought he would ever see her face again.
"Oh yeah. Hello Harry." Hermione still stared at Harry. She wanted to make him squirm.
Soon enough Harry broke the trance and finally was able to squeak out a few words. "Um, are you, a, um…"
"Yeah, yeah. I'm a ghost. Like moaning Myrtle ok?" Hermione sat next to Harry but fell through the bed. "And I don't quite have the hang of everything yet."
Harry peaked a smile at Hermione. "I'm really sorry Hermione. I should have known, how, um, you felt about me." Harry's eyes welled up again. He grabbed his pillow and hugged it in his lap. "I'm sorry."
"Harry, one of the reasons I decided to come back to the real world instead of moving on was because I had some unfinished business, with you. I needed to apologize. I was mentally ill when I was alive, and it wasn't your fault. After I died, I finally came to my senses, which is a bit ironic, but true. So, I had to come back and apologize to you Harry. I feel absolutely horrible." Hermione was floating above the cold stone floor, with big translucent eyes staring back at Harry.
"Hermione," Harry threw the pillow on the bed. " I'm glad to hear that. I put all the blame on myself. I'm happy to hear you are ok now. But I have to ask." Harry stood up and walked next to Hermione. "Do you still like me now?"
Hermione's reaction was evident. She started shaking and her voice quivered when she talked. "No, of course not. I mean, I have to get out to the other life now. I can't sit here waiting for you to die." Hermione's eyes became shifty. She then made up an excuse. "I'm going to go talk to Dumbledoor. I want to ask him if it's ok if I can still attend class even though I'm a, you know." Hermione looked down at herself. She signed and then sifted through the walls.
Harry sat smiling at the new turn of events. He was glad Hermione didn't blame him anymore. Now all he had to do was fix things with Draco. Draco, of course, was still mad at him for ditching him at the funeral. Harry had to make things better, he really loved Draco.
He ran out of the boy's dorm and out the common room into the halls. He knew exactly where Draco would be.
"Lemony Fresh." Harry whispered to the portrait. He knew Draco would be in the Prefect Bathroom. Draco was too much into his looks.
As Harry stepped onto the tiles, he saw a blonde sitting in a chair in the corner. The tub was filling up with purple bubbles and warm water.
"Draco." Harry said. He walked over to the figure and tried to hug him.
"Get away from me Potter. I don't know what your problem is, but you're really pissing me off." Draco pushed Harry back, causing him to slip on the tile and land hard on the floor.
"Draco, I'm really sorry. I was going through a hard time. But I came to realize something today, and I think I'm better with, everything." Harry got up and walked closer to Draco.
"Well, you're not better with me. Harry, you really hurt me today. You acted like I was some sort of killer or something." Draco's eyes welled as he stared at his green slippers. He was wearing a dark green robe with gold outlines. His muscular chest was visible through the gap in his robe, and Harry lusted for that body again.
"Draco." Harry whispered. Draco looked into his green eyes and waited his response. "I love you." Harry just said the three words Draco wanted to hear since the moment he met him.
"Harry. I love you too." Draco got up and embraced Harry into a bear hug. Harry pushed his lips against Draco's and kissed him as passionately as ever. They were perfect for each other, what each of them needed. They were in love.
Two months later
The two couples sat at a small café in Hogsmeade. Ron and Erin sat across from Harry and Draco as they all ate lunch together. Erin was giggling at the little jokes Ron kept saying and the red rose he handed her.
"You know Ron, you're pretty sweet to my cousin. I think I'll give you permission to date her." Draco eyed Ron, who didn't really seem to care.
"Thanks Draco." Ron said semi-sarcastically. But Draco was too interested in Harry's foot tapping his leg to notice. Draco looked at Harry's anxious face, and decided to take action.
"I need to get some air." Draco said suddenly. "Care to join me Harry?" Harry nodded eagerly and raced after Draco. Nice. He thought as he stared at Draco's ass. Draco pulled Harry's hand and yanked him behind a tree, and kissed him passionately. Everything was perfect. Harry was finally happy.
The End!
Well, that's it. Please tell me how you liked the ending. I wasn't quite sure how to end it, I think I made it too happily ever after. I'm thinking about making a sequel, but it depends on how many requests I get. Thanks for all the reviews and everyone reading it. I really liked writing this story, and maybe a sequel? he he he. Thanks! Love Ya!