A/N Me again. Well, I hope you liked the last chapter. This next one should be more active, we're getting near the end... I already have more ideas running through my head... lol.

Disclaimer: It's not my story, I don't own it and I think J.K. Rowling must be a genius with quite a bit of patience to come up with this.

A great gong sounded through the house. Alex barely had time to lift her head before a wizard grabbed her roughly by the arms and heaved her to her feet. Neville was already being dragged out the door. Alex began to panic. She squirmed but the wizards grip only tightened.

"Where are you taking me? Let me go!" she cried trying to tug her arm free. There was a lot of noise behind her.

"Alex?" came a tentative voice. Alex turned her head and met Rosie's eyes. Rosie tried to pull away from the wizard who had her by the arm. "Alex! Oh my god, you're alive!"

Within a moment there was more slamming noises and Alex found herself attempting to gasp for breath as Chris hugged her, somehow managing to get free for that instant. Soon enough, the wizards all lost their patience and became more cruel than before. The group (with Neville taking up the front) was led down a long narrow passage.

Alex shut her eyes, the sounds of some sort of ritual chanting and drumming filling her ears. She shivered as they rounded the corner. A gasp from Rosie and a hiss from Maggie convinced her she had to look. The sight that greeted her made her wish to scream.

They were standing on some sort of balcony, peering down at the scene below. Standing in a circle of dark wizards was Hermione. She was in a long flowing white dress and the necklace Draco gave her sparkled coldly around her neck. Heavy chains were secured around her neck, wrists and ankles. Still she remained calm, staring straight ahead at Lord Voldemort himself as he smiled wickedly at her.

Draco could be seen standing on his right next to Blaise. Pansy was on the dark lord's other side. All looked serious but determined to go through with their plans.

"I can't watch..." Neville sobbed beside Alex. She put a comforting hand on his arm.

"Where's Potty now Granger?" Blaise demanded coldly. He sneered as laughter sparkled in his eyes. "I thought he and the Weasel would be here by now... you know, saving the day and everything... being the heroes they never were."

"They're a whole lot braver than you Zambini... they chose the side that took real courage to stick by..." Hermione retorted angrily. Beside Blaise, Draco shifted uncomfortably. Hermione glared at him silently... but showed nothing but hatred. No one would believe that she had once loved him.

"Silence!" The dark Lord hissed. He raised his hands over Hermione and began a chant in the language of snakes. Evil hisses fell from his lips in a never-ending stream that could only mean death for Hermione.

When he finished, he looked to Pansy who stepped forward. She drew a knife from within her robe pocket and ran it across Hermione's palm. Hermione hid her pain by looking away. Then Pansy returned to where she had stood before and offered the bloody knife to Voldemort.

"The filthy blood of one unworthy of wizardry..." Voldemort announced dramatically, holding it high. "This dagger represents the strength we shall have by gathering the blood of the one we loathe... almost as much as our one true enemy."

Hermione watched as he threw the dagger into a cauldron she hadn't noticed before. Blaise now stepped forward. He pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped her bloody palm with it, gathering as much blood as possible. He handed it to the dark lord who raised it as well.

"This represents how blind we hope our enemies become. They cannot see through the veil therefor they cannot conquer us! This represents the upper hand we will have!" He cried and that too went into the cauldron.

Now it was Draco's turn. He stepped forward and walked right up into her face. His cold eyes never left her dark ones as he ripped the necklace off of her, not caring that the chain snapped. He pressed it into her palm and held it there with his own hand as he led her closer to the waiting cauldron. Hermione looked impassive.

Draco knew he was doing the wrong thing... at least that's what it seemed like. But why was it so wrong? Wrong for whom? What one person would consider wrong was right by someone else... so was he doing the right thing?

They had reached the cauldron. Draco picked Hermione up and carried her, as if they were newlyweds. Voldemort glared at her. Slowly he hissed, "And finally, with the sacrifice of the filthy-blooded one, the potion shall be complete and all our whims shall be granted. It's over for Potter now... say good bye."

Hermione turned to Draco as he dangled her over the cauldron. She met his eyes, tears showing through for the first time. "Good-bye."

Draco looked back at her, pausing for a moment. He knew this wasn't what he wanted, but he had too! He was a Malfoy, this was the highest honor he would get. Softly, his grip on her loosened a little, she began to shift, slipping from his grasp.

"I love you." he whispered. He held her tighter again and quickly kissed her before throwing her aside and falling back into the cauldron, still holding the necklace.

"No!" Hermione cried, but the Dark wizards were already upon her. She was trapped, unable to get away.

"My potion!" Voldemort shrieked. Quickly, he extinguished the flame and whisked away the ruined potion. The doors burst open and a group of people stormed in, just as Hermione's vision faded.

Hermione opened her eyes and met those of Alex. She gasped and sat up, looking around her. All over there were signs of battle. Bodies and ruins covered where the tree-house-place once stood.

"What happened?" Hermione demanded.

"We won!" Came Ginny's voice beside Alex. She was smiling down at Hermione with tears in her eyes. "Harry, Ron, Luna, and I showed up just as Voldemort was having his sissy fit. We beat him for good... he's dead Hermione!"

"Are you serious?" Hermione said, now crying herself. She hugged her long-lost friend just as Luna shrieked.

"Wait, guys here's a live one!"

Hermione was the first one there just as Harry raised his wand to finish off the figure lying at his feet. "Wait, don't kill him!"

Harry blinked as Hermione threw herself over the person hugging him tightly. "B-but 'Mione, it's Malfoy! He's one of them!"

"He saved my life Harry! Are you really going to kill him?" She asked, now crying. Harry dropped his hand to his side and smiled at her before walking away to continue searching the wreckage. He wasn't ok with it, but killing Draco after what he did for Hermione would be murder.

"Hermione..." Draco whispered, reaching up and touching her cheek. "I know what I did was wrong...I'm so... sorry. I really do love you..."

She was crying hard now, her tears falling onto his face. " I love you too."

They kissed right there as the group of friends looked on. Finally, their nightmare was over...

Many happy years went by. Hermione and Draco got married, their friends finally getting used to their love. Draco had no friends... they all had been killed in the last fight. He easily found new friends in Harry, Ron, all the Weasleys, and even the muggles Alex, Rosie, Chris Billy, and even Maggie.

Billy and Rosie got married of course and lived together with Maggie in a nice house with a tennis court out back.

Alex and Chris saw each other for a while but realized that things would never be the same. Chris started seeing a girl closer to where he went to college and Alex began seeing this guy she had liked forever, Brian. They got married and settled down in England somewhere.

Of course Harry and Ginny got married, after years of trying to deny it. They gave it a try and hit it off right away. Ron got over the fact6 that Hermione was gone and eventually married Luna who kept him guessing and surprised by her astounding belief in her father's paper.

Neville eventually met a nice young girl and it is believed that they are happily married somewhere. Although most details are unknown, we do know this:

And they all lived Happily Ever After

A/N Ok, how was that? It's... over? Oh my... it's over? I don't believe it... I'm sorry if it was a lousy ending. Forgive me! But hey no one too important died right? I couldn't bear to kill one of them, I read a story that killed Draco I was so sad. I was almost as sad as when Sirius died but then I remembered I was just reading a fan fic. Lol. End.