Harry stood for a moment panting his wand still raised at the spot where Voldemort had stood only a few moments ago. Then he dropped his wand which fell as if in slow motion and clattered noisily to the ground. Harry fell to his knees, weak with exhaustion and emotion. Hermione rushed to him and held him against her chest, comforting him as he cried softly into her shoulder.
"It's over."
"Yes, Harry, it's over." She said soothingly patting his back. "It's all over." She looked at Draco. He stepped back allowing them a moment of privacy, but all the while thinking: it can't be over yet.
They spent the next few days in the infirmary, bed bound by Madam Pomphrey. Ron would visit once in a while bringing chocolate frogs, though many had mysteriously escaped from their box already, and other small gifts of comfort. They would play muggle card games that both Harry and Hermione would have to teach Draco, which in itself was almost harder than the games in general. They would play games such as Polish Poker, Rummy, and Go Fish. Draco proved to be a challenge to Ron at wizard's chess although Ron seemed to enjoy the challenge. Draco eventually softened up to the Golden Trio enough as to not through meaningless hexes in their direction whenever they touched Hermione, and to actually let out a small chuckle at their weird humor.
Though Madam Pomphrey wouldn't allow them to sleep in the same bed, at night Draco would lift his sheets and roll out of his bed. Mocking a muggle army crawl towards Hermione's, making her cover her face with the pillow as to not alert Madam Pomphrey… or Harry for that matter; he would climb into her bed. They would lay there his arm wrapped around her and her head on his chest until they fell asleep together. And Draco, a morning person, would roll out of the bed and slide back into his when the sun rose, watching Hermione breathing softly until he drifted back off into a dreamless sleep.
After finally being released from the infirmary, they were released. Hermione walked with, Harry, Ron and Ashlee, who had met them back at the infirmiry. They walked up to the Gryffindor common room, met by an explosion of cheering and shouts. Banners where hanging around the room: Wonder Boy Strikes again! The Brain was always there. And such. Hermione smiled and said hello to everyone before quickly hurrying off to her dormitories. There on her bed was a small note.
What has a face always covered by hands
But never says a word
Except for when the hands a line
And then you see a bird?
Hermione smiled at the parchment. A clock. She placed it underneath her pillow and went to her drawer looking for her ring, which Madam Pomphrey had had sent back to her room. She opened the drawer and pulled back the lid to the box she kept it in only to find it was gone. She glanced at the clock on her dresser. 11:42 pm. Ok, she thought to herself, I'll just ask Madam Pomphrey tomorrow. She stood up and went pack downstairs winding through the party carefully walking toward the common room entrance.
"Hermione where are you going!" Harry shouted from across the room, where he was standing on one of the chairs sipping the butterbeer Fred and George had sent in.
"I'm just going to go for a walk, Harry. I'll see ya tomorrow."
"K!" He swayed a little pretending to be drunk making the crowd laugh. She smiled and exited the common room. Hermione walked by herself along the campus sorting through her thoughts, analyzing every detail about the fight between Voldemort, her, Draco, and Harry. Hermione stopped and sat down on the steps below the clock tower, waiting until midnight. She leaned against the large building, letting her mind wander. The sound of the clock striking midnight brought her back to her senses. Draco slowly walked out from behind the shadows and sat down beside her.
"Hello, love."
"I knew it was you."
"And how might I ask?"
"Besides your obvious handwriting, and poetry technique?" She winked at him. "I couldn't hear you walking."
"That makes no sense."
"Oh, but it does." She smiled at him. Then she leaned back again facing the water fountain. Silence fell upon them before Draco spoke first.
"What were you thinking?" Hermione paused a second before answering.
"It was too easy."
"I think so too."
There was a slight pause in the conversation. They both looked off into the distance, comforted by each others presence.
"What do we do now?" Hermione asked softly closing her eyes and leaning against his shoulder.
"Get married, shag each other senseless, live life…" Draco said counting them off on his fingers.
"Get married?" She peeked at him.
"Only if you want to." He looked off at the fountain in front of them. "We've been through hell and back together Hermione. I didn't think I could ever love anyone but you proved me wrong. And now I think that I won't ever love anyone… but you." He looked at her, his eyes filled with emotion. "I can't promise you that I will be able to hold you close to me every time you cry, and I can't promise that we will still love each other until the world ends, no matter how much I want to do both and so much more. But I can promise you this, Hermione. I love you with all of my heart and all of my soul. There is no one else I would want besides you." She looked back at him smiling softly as tears ran down her face. He stood up and knelt down in front of her, his hands clasped in a small cup. He slowly opened them like a flower blossoms, only to reveal inside was the ring that had brought them together. She caught her breath and looked up at him. "Will you marry me?" She laughed sweetly through the tears that streamed down her soft cheeks.
"Yes."
fin
A/N: Yes, This is the end. Thank you for all your great reviews. I know shame on me i didn't keep Draco or Voldie in charactor much. Draco mainly cuz he's a pain in the arse to keep in charactor, and Voldie well cuz i just dont know how to even begin to attempt to keep him in charactor. I am starting another story but even though this is over i would love to hear your reviews on what you think about it. Please. Thank you so much and thank you for reading. I love you guys!
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