A/N: Okay, this is going to be the last chapter, I promise. I am really highly considering doing a sequel, but I want to know what my readers think. Would you all like to know what happens to Blaise, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Draco and/or Ginny? Tell me through review. I really want to know.

" Draaaaaco," Harry said as he reached over the Library table, and tapped Draco on the head. " Are you home, or should I try back later?" Draco looked up at him, and gave him a confused look. " I thought so. Look, I know something is bothering you, so tell let's go outside. You can tell me about it. Okay?"

" Um…" Draco said, drawing out the word longer than it was intended to be. He though about all that he and Harry had been through, how Harry had helped him over the summer in more ways than one. " Yeah, okay. Let's go."

They stood up, and walked out of the Library. They didn't talk as they went out to the grounds, Draco stared at the ground all the while. He was still thinking about what Blaise had said. Draco never thought that thinking about Blaise this much was healthy, he was sure he was right. Maybe talking to Harry would help.

" Draco," Someone yelled from off a ways. Draco looked up to see Ron bounding toward him. He braced himself for the collision. It came, but not as painful as Draco thought it would be. Ron had pulled him into a hug, and then pulled away, he blushed. " S-sorry. I didn't mean to hug you, I'm just…" His blush disappeared, and his voice strengthened. " I'm just really thankful."

" Oh really," Draco asked as he took a small step away from Ron so he wouldn't notice. He gave Harry a side ways look as if accusing him of this. " Well, I'm glad that you are so thankful, and…happy, it appears." Ron smiled. " But, could I ask why?"

" 'Why', he asks," Ron said to Harry, as though Draco's look of accusation had been for a reason. Ron turned to Draco. " Well, lately Blaise has been…making moves on me. I think he was only messing around, God I hope so. Well, anyway, today he didn't. So I said to him, 'Hey Blaise, not that I'm complaining, but why aren't you messing with me', and he said, 'Ask Draco'. So, thank you."

" Oh, you're welcome," Draco said, almost laughing. He was that their last encounter wasn't only bothering him. " So then, does that mean that," Draco's smile left, he must have really upset Blaise. He didn't want to upset him that much. He might apologize later. " …um, Blaise, yes. Is he with you're child?"

" Well, no. About that," Ron said as he smiled a little. " Well, we didn't want to have to take care of the egg all day and night, so we borrowed Neville's toad, Trevor." Ron smiled a little more. " We put Trevor on the egg, and were going to let him do all the work, but…"

" You didn't," Draco almost demanded as he grabbed Ron's shoulders, and began to shake him. " Are you insane Ron! I already knew that Blaise was, but you!" Draco let go of Ron, and he and Harry began to stare at Draco. " Hatching a chicken egg under a toad makes a Basilisk!"

" Oooooh," Ron said, his eyes widening with comprehension, they went back to their normal size. " Good thing Hagrid stepped on it then, huh?" Ron shook his head as he looked down. " Well, anyway, guess what? Zabini got mad at Professor Sprout, because she gave us an E on the assignment, good thing that doesn't matter, that he tripped her. She's in the hospital wing with a broken leg, and guess who's teaching us tonight? Snape! I'll see you two later. I have to go tell Hermione."

Ron ran off, to find Hermione, leaving Harry and Draco alone and staring at one another. They burst into laughter as they thought about who would be teaching them that night. They stumbled over to the tree by the lake, and sat down, catching their breath.

" Wow," Draco said as the last of the laughter in him left him, and he began to think about why he wanted to talk to Harry. Harry sighed, letting the laughter leave him with only a smile on his face. " Look Harry, I really need to talk to you about…something."

" Okay," Harry said becoming very serious very quickly. He looked straight at Draco. " You know, you don't talk to me very often, you usually talk to Ginny. I think that's great, but I was beginning to think that you forgot we were friends. I'm glad you're choosing to talk to me, but it scares me. If you're telling me about it you must feel like you can't talk to Ginny about it."

" You're right," Draco said as he looked at the lake. " I can't talk to Ginny about this." He sighed heavily. " You see, Blaise seems to think that I…am…was like my father. Towards him." Harry raised his eyebrows at him. " I don't think he is right, but what if he is?"

" Have you thought about it," Harry asked as he let his eyebrows lower to their proper place. Draco shook his head slowly after a moment. " Well then, I suggest that you think about it before you come to me insisting you aren't. I'm glad you came to me. If you went to Ginny she would have insisted that you aren't like him. I doubt you are, but you need to deal with this, not lock it in the back of your mind. Okay?" Harry stood up. " When you're ready, and I mean really ready, to talk to me, I'll be in the Owlry."

Draco watched Harry as he stood up and left, and he was suddenly curious about who it was that Harry was writing to. It didn't matter though, because Harry was right, he needed to think about this. He needed to know if Blaise had been telling the truth. Draco knew that he had never blacked out that night, he chose to lock that part of the memory away.

NO, NO, ran through Draco's mind as he closed his eyes, and images he had locked away flew past his eyes. Draco, please. I didn't mean this. Draco, I didn't know, I don't want to know anymore. I'm sorry, I really am! Pleas stop! STOP!

Oh god, Draco thought as he pulled his legs toward his chest, and wrapped his arms around them. His pressed his closed eyes on his knees, and willed the images away. They didn't leave, but he didn't open his eyes. If I open my eyes…I don't want to see what this was really like. I knew you didn't mean this. I'm sorry.

DMB

" Hey Draco," Blaise said as he sat down next to Draco by the lake. It was night time, and the stars were already out. If the teachers found them out here they would be in big trouble. Draco didn't care though, because they wouldn't find him. There was no way. " Draco?"

" Huh? Oh, hi," Draco said as he snapped to attention. He looked sideway at Blaise, he looked away from Draco, and stared at the lake was pitch black in the darkness of the night. Draco stared at him for a few more seconds before looking at the lake again. " What do you want?"

" Is that all you have to say to me Draco," Blaise asked, he sounded a little angry, and Draco couldn't figure out why. What had he done to make Blaise angry? Draco looked at Blaise out of the corner of his eyes again. He was glaring at the lake. " Well?"

" I just wanted to know if you came over here for a reason," Draco said shrugging as he laid down, and looked at the stars above him. " Did you come for something or not." Blaise appeared above Draco. Each of his legs on either side of Draco, and his hands by each shoulder. Draco felt uncomfortable. " Get off."

" I wasn't on you Draco," Blaise said, he moved anyway, and laid down by Draco smiling. Draco crossed his arms over his chest as though that would protect him from someone laying atop him. He suppressed a shiver as he thought about… " Did you want me to be laying on you?"

" NO," Draco said quickly as he shifted over away from Blaise ever so slightly. " What's with you Blaise. You've been acting strange ever since school started. Did something happen to you over the summer?" Blaise began to laugh almost hysterically as he sat up. " Blaise?"

" No Draco, nothing happened," Blaise said still laughing as though he had finally gone off his rocker. " Nothing at all!" Draco scooted slightly away from Blaise again. Blaise was still laughing as though he would not stop unless Draco hit him. So Draco sat up, and slapped him. " Noth-"

" Sorry Blaise, but you were beginning to scare me," Draco said as he laid down again. He stared at the stars again, trying to find the constellations. He always liked the constellations, they were fun to look at. It was like playing connect-the-dots with heaven. Blaise's face appeared before Draco again, he was in the same position as before. " Blaise?"

DMBE

The memory began to go away again, but Draco wanted to know what happened next. He felt like he needed to know. He felt like it was relevant, he needed it so he could talk to Harry and get through this. He laid down, and forced his way through the memory block.

DMB

" Yes Draco," Blaise said as he stared down at Draco. Draco again suppressed a shiver, he felt trapped, and it was scaring him. His father was the only one who ever made him feel this trapped, Blaise wasn't supposed to make him feel this way. " Did you want something?"

" Yes," Draco said slowly, hoping Blaise wouldn't take it the wrong way, but not sure why he thought Blaise might. It was Blaise after all, his best friend. " I was hoping you would get off me." Draco shivered severely, unable to control it. " I'm feeling a bit…"

" Cold," Blaise asked as he tilted his head sideways. Draco shook his head, thinking longingly about the rule about the third years curfew, and wishing Snape would find them. Though Blaise's position would be hard to explain. " Then what? Oh, are you uncomfortable?"

" Yes," Draco said as he pulled him self out from under Blaise until he was sitting in front of him. He backed up, but not far as there was a tree in his way. Blaise came over to him, his face inches from Draco's. This was weird. " I must be dreaming." He had whispered it to himself, but Blaise heard and chuckled. Blaise came closer to him, and their lips almost connected, but Draco turned his head. " Blaise…"

" This is not a dream Draco," Blaise said as he pulled away, and Draco shivered. " This is far from a dream." Blaise took Draco's arm, and pulled out a pocket knife, opening it. He put the blade to Draco's arm, and pulled it quickly across. Draco pulled his arm away, and making the cut larger and oddly shaped, like a J. " You see?"

" What's wrong with you," Draco asked in an exasperated voice as he stood up, and backed away. " Have you gone completely mad! That hurt, damn you! You didn't have to go and cut me." Blaise stood up with an odd smile on his face that was beginning to scare Draco. " Blaise…"

DMBE

When you're ready, and I mean really ready, to talk to me, I'll be in the Owlry, Draco remembered what Harry said to him, and sighed heavily as he stood up, and began to make his way toward the castle. He felt slightly light headed as he thought about the past months of which he couldn't remember the information of which he had just obtained.

" Harry," Draco whispered as he stepped into the school. " Please be in the Owlry." Draco broke into a run, he wasn't sure why he thought Harry wouldn't be in the owlry, but… " Harry, are you in here!" Draco wrenched open the door to the Owlry. Someone was standing by the window. " Harry?"

" No exactly," Blaise's voice said, coming from the person. They turned around, and it was, indeed, Blaise. " But hey, I guess it's close enough." Blaise hoisted himself up onto the windowsill, and sat, staring expectantly at him. " So, what did you want to talk to me about?"

" What," Draco said, hardly daring to believe what he was hearing. " I didn't want to talk to you. I was looking fort Harry." Blaise raised his eyebrows as though he didn't believe him. " I'm telling you the truth, I was expecting to find Harry in here."

" Look, it doesn't matter to me if you were looking for Potter," Blaise said as he looked up at the ceiling rather than Draco. " I needed to talk to you anyway." Blaise looked back at him, and stared him in the eyes. " Have you thought about it yet?"

" We're going to miss sex education," Draco said as he pointed his thumb at the door. He turned around, and made to open the door, but a hand rested on it, Blaise's. " I'm serious. I hear that Snape is teaching today, we'll be in trouble if we're not…"

" I don't care about Sex education," Blaise said, smiling, though Draco couldn't see as Blaise was behind him. This thought occurred to Draco, and he quickly turned around. " There, that's better. Now, I would appreciate it if you would kindly answer my question."

" Yes," Draco said as he walked around Blaise, and over to the window. He leaned out of it, and looked at the forest. " You were right, it was me, and I'm sorry." Blaise opened his mouth to, undoubtedly, tell him that sorry wasn't enough. " Just except the damn apology, okay?" Blaise closed his mouth, and glared at him. " I wish it never happened, but it did. If it had to happen, I wish been my father who had done it to you."

" What," Blaise said as he crossed over to Draco. " Why the hell would you want it to have been him?" Blaise was positively shaving with anger. " It didn't have to happen, and I wish it hadn't! Damn you Draco! There is no way that I was supposed to be…"

Blaise's voice trailed off, and he looked at the straw covered floor. He looked up at Draco, and slapped him. He stared at Draco for a moment before stepping away. Draco wasn't looking at him, his face was turned away from Blaise due to the impact of the hit.

" If it had been my father who had done it to you," Draco began, his voice quiet, not of suppressed calm, or the air of explaining something simple to a stupid child, but of remorse. " then we would still be friends, nothing more or less. We would be able to talk to each other, and understand each other with out all this anger and hate." Draco turned to look at Blaise. There was a tear traveling down one cheek, and another clinging to his eyelash ready to fall. " I'm sorry."

Draco walked past Blaise, and out of the owlry. Blaise's breathing had slowed, and he had stopped shaking. He turned, and walked over to the door. He made to open it, but instead kicked it. He kicked it again, and then continued to beat on it as though it were a person, Draco, and it could feel pain rather than a door.

" DAMN YOU DRACO," Blaise yelled at the top of his voice startling the owls, and causing all of them to take flight. " DAMN YOU! YOU DON'T GET IT DO YOU! YOU JUST…" he had stopped beating on the door, and fell to his knees. He put his arms over his head, as though protecting himself from some invisible person, and began to rock. " you…"

switch of scene

" I didn't think that it would actually be Snape teaching us," Draco said as he sat down next to Harry at one of the tables set up in the Great Hall for SE. Harry smiled at him, and Draco took it as a, 'me either'. " But you know, it might be fun to mess with him a little."

" What," Harry said quickly as he turned to look at Draco, he had his hand up in the air. " Draco what do you think you're doing?" Draco smiled at him, and looked back up at Snape who had stopped in the middle of his embarrassed talk about the "private areas" of the body. " Draco, don't."

" Mr. Malfoy," Snape said as he turned completely to face Draco, who was grinning now. Harry shook his head, and looked away, he would not be a part of this. Draco put his hand down now that he had Snape's attention, the smile showing on his face. " You have a question?"

" Oh yes Professor," Draco said nodding his head, Hermione had turned to look at him now. In fact, as Draco's eyes wandered around the room he noticed that all of them were looking at him. All of them wondering what he was going to ask, Draco's smile left, he was looking very serious now. " I was wondering, are you experience in this line of teaching?"

Snape had gone very pale, even paler that was usual for him. He stared for a very long time at Draco as though he couldn't believe he would ask him such a question. Draco was still looking at him, awaiting his answer. Snape, however, turned back to the projector, and flipped it to the next picture.

" As I was saying…"

…

Draco sat and stared at the Lake, he knew, now, why he had continuously returned to it. His past was still rather disturbing, but he found that it wasn't something that would be holding him down. He was going to work through it, he knew that he would. He had Harry and Ginny to help him, so there was no way that he wouldn't get through it.

Someone came to stand next to him, they sat down, and said nothing. Draco turned to see Ginny giving him a curious look. She had her knees pulled up to her chest, her arms wrapped around her knees, and staring at him, as though worried. Draco put his arm around her, pulled her to him, and kissed her on the top of the head. She smiled, and cuddled closer to him.

" Hm," Draco sighed as he continued to stare out at the water. He was happier than he had been in the longest time, and there was nothing, even the sad memories of his past, that would stop him from being so. Now that he had Ginny right next to him, where she and he belonged; together. " You know what Ginny?"

" What," Ginny asked, not looking up at him, but out at the water as well. She waited for an answer, but didn't get one. She pulled away from him, and looked at him to make sure he hadn't fallen asleep. But no, he was smiling. He leaned forward, and put his forehead to hers, their noses touching. " Draco?"

" Everything is going to be okay now," Draco informed her in a matter-of-fact sort of voice. Ginny smiled at him as though she had been waiting for him to tell her this forever. Like her greatest wish of all had finally been answered. " You know that, right?" She nodded. " And you trust me?"

" Draco," She pulled away, and sat right next to him, and rested her head on his shoulder. Draco looked surprised for a moment, then rested his head against hers in a relaxed sort of way. " Above so many things I trust you." Draco wondered what was above trusting him, and she answered. " But above anything in the world, above you or I, the world, or my trust for you, I love you forever."

Draco smiled, and pulled Ginny even closer to him, and they stayed there. They looked out onto the Lake for hours, and hours. Not worrying what was going on anywhere but where they were at that exact moment. Nothing else in the world mattered as much to them as each other. They felt they would be together forever.

A/N: Awwwwwwww! Wasn't that just the cutest ending, but what of Harry, and Hermione. Ron too, and Blaise? What did Snape do after S.E. Who even put Snape up to doing it in the first place? Oh, and what of Lucius, the other Death Eaters, and Voldemort? What will the new Slytherin initiation be? All these questions will be answered in the sequel to this story, Forever Ends Today. Which, unfortunately, will not be out for a while as I have to write up the plot that I will be following. As for now, I WILL BE PUTTING UP ANOTHER CHAPTER FOR THE ANSWERS TO REVEIWS, AND ALL OTHER QUESTIONS THAT WON'T GIVE AWAY WHAT WILL BE HAPPENING IN THE SEQUEL. So, read, and review! Please, and thank you!