A/N: well these are just the disclaimers. I own nothing. Not even the plot. They belong to J.K. Rowling, the talented and 20th Century Fox.

Voldemort on the other hand, was furious. All of the Muggle and Wizarding newspapers all over Paris had said that the long lost Hermione Granger was found. He told Peter that at the grand ball they were having in her honor, he and Peter would lure her out of the party and into his trap.

That night, Harry and Ron demanded that she stay with them to reminisce about old times. They gave her, her wand back which she took graciously because they already told her about being a witch more than what Draco had taught her. They still didn't say anything about Draco because what she didn't remember was that they were going out for the whole year before the accident. And even with them being together all this time, she still didn't remember a thing.

They sat and talked all night about old times, all the while showing her old photos of them and even their yearbook. She looked at all the pictures slowly remembering everything. They made her take a potion and that restored much of the memory of her spells and her being a witch. They even tested her on some spells. Which she performed flawlessly.

She was beyond happy that she had her friends back. But when she asked about her family, her father had passed away the year before but her mother was eagerly awaiting her return. Her mother would be in the ball the next day, though. They were also inviting all of their old friends from Hogwarts and even some other family members. Like the Weasleys, Remus Lupin, and the rest of the Order members.

She couldn't wait for the next day when she would meet all of them.

"But you know something, Harry?" asked Ron to his best friend.

"What, Ron?" asked Harry laughing.

"Hermione still hasn't seen her dress or her tiara." Said Ron taking them out for her admire.

She was speechless, which Ron said this was a first for her. She didn't pay attention to him, though. The tiara, she thought, looked more like a crown. (A/N: for those who have seen the movie, it's like that one except smaller.)

Before she knew it, it was already time for her to make her grand entrance as Hermione Granger. She was wearing the dress that Ron had showed her. It fit her like a dream.

It was a golden dress that was Cinderella style with a sort of corset and blue stones everywhere. (A/N: it's the one from the movie.)

She twirled around for Ginny to see it and was very pleased at seeing her best girlfriend smiling back at her.

"You sent for me, Mr. Potter." Said Draco, nodding to each one in turn.

"Here are the 10 million galleons as promised with my gratitude." Said Harry.

"I accept your gratitude, but I don't want the money." Said Draco, looking down at the ground, then back up looking straight into his eyes.

"What do you want then?" asked Harry.

"Unfortunately nothing you can give." Said Draco seriously. He turned to leave, but Harry asked him a question that made him stop dead in his tracks.

"Draco, where did you find that box?" Draco turned around to meet his eyes. "You were the other guy that got us got. I never forget a Slytherin who helped a Gryffindor." Draco looked guilty, as if he had dome something wrong.

"You saved her life and mine, then you restore her to both me and Ron, yet you want no reward? Why the change of mind?" Harry asked.

"It was more a change of heart." Said Draco, fighting back the sadness that had washed over him. He turned and left, Harry was going to ask him something else, but he thought he had better leave that question to Hermione.

When he was coming out of Harry's office and going down the stairs, he saw Hermione in her dress going up to get Harry.

"Hello, Draco." She said to him.

"Hello." He said, as he kept on walking.

"Did you collect you reward?" she asked.

"My business is complete." He said shortly still walking down the stairs, whereas she stopped to turn around and face him.

He stopped when an elderly man said that he should show some form of respect at a person of higher status than him and address her as 'Miss Granger.'

"No, that's not necessary." Said Hermione, but Draco did as he was told. He bowed courtly and said "Miss Granger, I'm glad you found what you were looking for."

"Well, I'm glad you did, too." Said Hermione.

"Well, then, good-bye, Miss Granger." Said Draco as he turned the corner and left, walking out of her life forever.

"Good-bye." She whispered to herself, as she went to get Harry.

Draco went to go find Blaise and told him if he was ever in London again to find him.

Blaise hugged him in a brotherly fashion as he told him that he couldn't stay because he didn't belong there. At least, not anymore. Blaise bid good-bye to his childhood friend and wished that he could do more for Draco.

The Ball was on full blast by the time that Harry and Hermione had gotten there. They were behind some curtains that were on the stage. Ron and Ginny tried their best to answer everyone's questions until Harry and Hermione got there.

"He's not there." Stated Harry.

"Oh, I know. Wait, who's not there, Harry?" asked Hermione as she peered out one of the curtains cautiously.

"A remarkable man who found a box." Said Harry smiling.

"Well, he's probably too busy spending his reward money as fast as he can." Said Hermione hotly.

"Look at them dance." He said referring to the ball. "You were born into his world, with Ron and me by your side. But is it what you really want?" he asked with a half-smile.

"Of course it is. I found what I was looking for. I found out who I am. I found you guys." Said Hermione, turning away from the curtains.

"Yes you did find us." He said as he hugged her. "But is it enough?" he asked her.

" 'Mione, he didn't take the money." He told her.

"He didn't?" she asked back.

"Knowing that you're alive and seeing the woman you've become, brings me the happiness that I never thought I could feel again." He told her.

"Whatever you choose, we will always have each other." He said as he turned around and went though the curtain into the party.

"Harry, could you tell me—?" she was going to ask him, but he already went through the curtains. She was about to go and follow him but something stopped her. She just couldn't do it yet. That's when she heard Pooka barking in the distance and she went to go see what was wrong with him.

"Pooka?" she called to him.

He just kept on barking. She found that it was coming from the gardens, so she went outside to investigate. He was barking louder and louder so she kept on calling out to him. When she was fully in the gardens, she was in the middle of a maze of bushes, much like the ones back in her 4th year. The ones that Harry had to get through for the Third Task. But these were much, much taller.

As soon as she kept on turning a corner closer to Pooka's barking, the trail behind her would close off. That was when she found her beloved little dog.

"There you are." She said, picking him up.

"Hermione." Said a voice through the maze. In fear she ran towards what she thought was the end of the maze, but it was only to try to trap her in there.

"Hermione." Said the voice again. She ran faster until she did reach the end of the maze. That was when the voice had a face.

"Hermione." He said. He was an old man that looked to be decomposing right in front of her.

She was on a bridge. She was dead scared of bridges.

"Hermione Granger, your imperial highness." He said mockingly. "Look what 8 years has done to us. You are a beautiful flower. And me …. am a rotting corpse." He said.

"That face." She said, trying to remember him.

"Last seen at a party like this one…." He said to her.

"A curse." She remembered.

"Followed by a tragic night on the ice, remember?" he asked her forcefully.

He pulled out his wand and screamed an unfamiliar spell to her and it turned the surroundings into winter, which was exactly like their last encounter. She was screaming because the green creatures came back and ripped at her dress.

"I am not afraid of you, Voldemort!" she screamed to him. He started to laugh at her. Literally. But not the evil menacing "I'm going to kill you laugh." It was the "I can't believe I'm doing this." Laugh.

"I can fix that!" said Voldemort pointing his wand at her and screamed a spell. "Care for a little swim under the ice?" he laughed manically. "No one can save you now!" he said making Hermione hold on her dear life.

"Wanna bet!" said a voice. It was Draco! He punched Voldemort and took out his wand.

Hermione was hanging onto a pipe that was on the bridge. It was the only thing that was keeping her from a watery grave now.

He ran to her and grabbed her hands.

"Draco!" she said, happy to see him. He started to pull her up to safety, but her voice interrupted his thoughts.

"If we live through this, remind me to thank you." She said.

"You can thank me later" he said quickly.

"How enchanting! Together again! For the last time!" Voldemort screamed as he summoned Draco with a spell so Hermione would perish.

He put Draco to fight a flying horse made of bricks that was about 100 times his size.

"Draco!" screamed Hermione.

Voldemort grabbed Hermione by the hair and said to her "Do Svidaniya, Your highness." He let go of her for her to fall into the ice, but another pipe was sticking out and she grabbed into it before she could fall. She couldn't reach for her wand, as she needed both hands to hold on.

"Finally, the last Mudblood dead!" he laughed.

"Hold on!" screamed Draco, still fighting the gorse.

Pooka came out of nowhere and started to bite Voldemort's exposed leg, he pointed his wand at Pooka and another green creature emitted from the wand and was fighting Pooka.

There were ripples right from where Hermione was and she was nowhere to be seen. Voldemort laughed evilly and Draco tried to jump in after her, but the horse stopped him.

"Long live the Muggle-borns!" Voldemort said mockingly.

"Right!" said Hermione from behind him. "I couldn't have said it better myself!" she screamed.

She ran towards Voldemort forgetting about wands and threw herself at him, pinning him to the ground. The green creature that was fighting Pooka disappeared since Voldemort was no longer holding his wand. He threw her off him and picked up his wand again only to have it stolen by Pooka who gave it to Hermione.

She started to break it in half with her hands. The horse that was fighting Draco burst into bricks and dust, but one of the bricks hit him on the head, knocking him out completely. Hermione, upon seeing this, said, "THIS IS FOR DRACO!" and started to break it more. She wanted Voldemort to suffer.

"GIVE IT BACK!" screamed Voldemort.

"THIS IS FOR MR FRIENDS AND FAMILY!" she screamed back. And broke the wand a little more.

"AND THIS…THIS IS FOR YOU! DO SVIDANIYA!" with one final snap, it broke in half.

A bright green light emitted from the broken pieces and Voldemort was really dead this time. His flesh dissolved leaving only bones, until his bones turned into dust along with his robes. The robes and bones were swept away by the wind.

She went to where Draco was lying. She put her arms around him and started to cry as his lifeless body clung to her.

When she started to cry harder, she heard a groan from Draco, telling her that he was alive.

"Draco!" she threw her arms around him, but he pushed her away from the pain.

"I know, I know. All men are babies." He said, trying hard not to laugh.

"I thought you were going to Lon—" she started to say, as she kneeled.

"I was." He said, kneeling in front of her.

"You didn't take the—" she started.

"I couldn't." he said.

"Why?" she asked.

"Because…I…" she put a finger to his lips, but just as they were about to kiss, Pooka barked and picked up the tiara. He gave it to Hermione, who only looked at it.

"They're waiting for you." Draco said. She looked down at her dress. It was completely trashed and her hair was a mess. But then she looked at Draco and didn't feel so bad. He was a mess, too.

They stood up as Hermione looked into Draco's eyes. She knew what she had to do.

Harry held the tiara in his hands. The ball was still going on, but one of his servants had a letter addressed to him and Ron. It was from Hermione.

It read:

Dear Harry and Ron:

Wish me luck! We'll be together in Paris again soon! We'll always be friends forever!

A Bientot!

Love always,

Hermione.

"They've eloped!" Ginny cried as she read the note. "Isn't it romantic? It's a perfect ending." She said crying happiness for Hermione and Draco.

"No, it's a perfect beginning." Said Harry. He really hoped that Ron wouldn't get angry about his. He knew that he wouldn't, though. He wished Hermione and Draco the best of luck.

Hermione and Draco had gotten married on a boat, just them two, in their messy clothes and hair.

Hermione threw aside the coat that Draco had given her to warm her up, as Draco invited her to dance.

He started to waltz with her until they started to spin slowly around each other. They stared into each other for what seemed like ages and finally kissed under the moon and starlight.

When he pulled back, he picked her up bridal style and spun her around, making her laugh uncontrollably.

This is where they started their new lives together. As Draco and Hermione Malfoy.

A/N: watch out for the credits! It's the next chapter!