Harry woke up the next morning in a burst of excitement. So did a lot of the other seventh years, as it was the day of the Senior Ball. All morning, in the boys dormitories, the guys were all talking about what they were going to do with their dates after the dance. Harry was excited because he had been planning this night with Hermione for seven years. Seven long years of waiting, hoping, and praying. But now that the time is here, and that himself and Hermione were a reality, he was a bit lightheaded. Ron walked over to Harry.

"You okay, mate?", Ron asked.

"Yea, I am, don't worry, just too excited that's all," Harry said, though Ron could clearly see he was lying.

"You want me to bring Lavender along with you and Hermione?", Ron asked Harry.

"I'll be fine, and I have my own plans, don't worry," Harry said confidently.

"Okay, Romeo," said Ron kiddingly, and the two walked out of the common room, to the Main Hall, to grab some breakfast.

In the Main Hall, Harry met up with Hermione, and Ron with Lavender. Surprisingly, Hermione and Lavender were sitting next to each other. They were giggling when Harry and Ron walked up to them, but it was Ron who had something to say about it first. But before he said anything, Hermione jumped the gun first.

"I didn't know you snored in bed," Hermione said, smiling. Harry chorkled on his milk, and Lavender giggled.

"How in the devil would you know-," Ron stopped, looking at Lavender, then going red.

"Won-Won is turing red!", Lavender said, and walked up and gave Ron a kiss on the cheek. As breakfast moved on, owls began flying from everywhere to the seventh years, who were either getting money from parents, or dresses, as well as other novelties. Harry didn't receive an owl, nor did Hermione, as they both got their shopping for dresses and such during the week. Harry's robe alone was 60 Galleons, the equiviant to Ron,Neville,Dean,Seamus, and Fred and George's, dress robes, all together. Harry wanted this night to count. Hermione wouldn't let him see her dress, yet. Harry would have to wait. The twins were especially excited, as they were told by the Headmistress yesterday that they had enough classes to graduate from Hogwarts, and they too, were planning on attending Hogsbrook, on limited Quidditch scholarships. Harry was so excited, because it was like having the old gang all together again, just like on the Gryffindor House Cup team, he would never forget that. All of a sudden, Hedwig came swooping down on Harry's lap, dropping a parchment, as well as to Hermione. He opened the letter, and read:

Dear Mr. Potter,

You have been invited to the Annual Hogwart's Alumni Award Ceremony, to take place before the Senior Ball. It is a tradition that a students academic, athletic, and generous acheivements be acknowledged, as you have been nominated in several award categories, your awards will be a token of our appreciation, as you have surely earned it. All trophies and plaques will be delivered to your dormitory, as you wouldn't ot want to bring them to the Senior Ball. Please wear appropriate attire, such as that you are wearing to the Senior Ball. Congraduations, and good luck!

Madaam Hootch,

Chairperson, Hogwarts Alumni Award Committee.

Harry chuckled, and Hermione laughed. The two of them, along with many, were nominated for awards. Harry's dad had won three awards when he went to his banquet, as his plaques were returned to Hogwarts, and placed in a case. Harry loved to walk by and look at them every so often. After breakfast, the two parted their separate ways, with a small peck on the lips, as in a few hours, they were about to have a romantic evening both of them would probably never forget.

Sunset at Hogwarts. Harry finished putting on his robes, brushing his teeth for the fifth time, and making sure his hair wasn't messy for once. Everything except the hair worked, but Harry didn't care. He walked downstairs with Dean,Ron, and Neville, and when Harry caught a glimpse of Hermione, he couldn't move. Hermione was standing there on the bottom of the stairs, with a long pink gown that you went so far down, you couldn't even see her feet. Hear hair was up in a bun, with bright diamond earings on each ear, and a necklace of a heart, in which Harry saw his name enscribed on it. She was smiling, and Harry thought that was her best feature yet. Harry walked down and gave her a kiss.

"Hello, there, stranger," Harry said. Hermione smiled. Harry looked off the way to see Dean with none other than Luna Lovegood. I knew that one was going to happen, Harry thought to himself quietly. Hermione saw him glance over to Dean, and smiled too. They walked hand in hand to the Main Hall, which was decked out with decorations galore. There were lights everywhere, floating about, with a lush, rich carpet, and a nice classical feel to sum it all up. Harry walked around to see floating entree's and punch bowls, while Hermione checked out the decoration. Harry turned around and grabbed Hermione's wrist, in which he spun her around and dipped her down.

"My darling, shall we?", he said, softly. Hermione smiled, and you could even see a small tear from the corner of her left eye.

"You learned to dance, oh Harry," she said, and the two of them immedietly started dancing, moving through the plethora of people, swaying back and forth. In the distance Ron and Lavender were slowly dancing in the far corner.

"You know, Lavender, I have been doing a lot of thinking, and I realized that I can't get you out of my head," Ron said, admittingly. It was true. Ron had been tossing and turning.

"I have been trying to find every reason that I don't want you, but no matter how many reasons I have, the one reason I want you stands out," he continued.

"What do you mean, Ron, what are you saying," Lavender said.

"I love you, Lavender," Ron said. Lavender moved up to Ron's lips and gave him a touch with hers. Ron smiled, and looked over at Neville, who was dancing very slowly with Ginny Weasley. Ron smiled.

"Go Neville," he whispered. Many other familiar faces braced the ball, watching like little kids, who would be going to Hogsmeade with who. It was okay for seventh years to leave Hogwarts after the Senior Ball, yet the last few years were limited. They seemed to be moving much more smoothly this year. The final song came on, in which Harry and Hermione took center floor.

"My present to you, sweetheart," Harry whispered to Hermione, and they danced through the whole song, with a grand applause at the end. Harry and Hermione were beaming, as they were crowned King and Queen of the Ball, and left to Hogsmeade, crowns ready.

Many students were walking through Hogsmeade, giggling and laughing with their dates as many went to the Three Broomsticks, and some of them purchasing hotel rooms. Harry laughed at the cliche' logic behind that.

"Where are we going, Harry?", Hermione asked, while holding his hand.

"It's a surpise, but don't worry, we are close," Harry said. The two walked passed most of the stores, as the snow fell down upon both of their outfits, Harry saw Fred and George with their dates walk into their store, where the closed sign appeared out of nowhere, and the lights went out.

"Go Weasleys," Harry muttered.

They reached the top of Hogsmeade, which was the Shreiking Shack. Harry stopped and held Hermione hand in hand.

"This is the one place, I think means the most to me," Harry said to Hermione. "This is the place I would go if I missed or wanted someone dearly," he continued. "I have lost many people, friends and family, but the one thing I've wanted so much, I finally have, and she's standing here, holding my hand," he continued. Hermione had tears going down her eyes. "I love you, Hermione Granger, and if I can, I want to spend the rest of my life with you," as Harry ran his thumb down the side of her cheek. He was crying too. Hermione jumped up to Harry's lips and the both fell onto the snow, Hermione on top of Harry.

"I love you too, Harry Potter," Hermione said, as she ran her hand in his robe. Harry's eyes grew big.

"Honey, we are out in snow, everyone or anyone could see us," Harry smiled. She put her finger over his lips.

"No words, sweetie, just emotions," Hermione said, and the two began to make out vigoruosly. Harry ran his fingers throughout her body, carressing her in every way possible, but just as her dress was about to come off a voice was heard.

"Harry, you shouldn't do that in public," a voice said. The two of them turned around and stood up. Neville was standing at the top of the snowhill, a few meters away from the two.

"Neville, you shouldn't scare us like that," Harry said.

"Neville is just a nickname, you can call me, 'Tom'," Neville said. Harry's eyes darkened.

"I'm glad you finally showed your face, Tom," Harry said. Hermione looked at him, then gasped. "You know, Tom was a fitting name for you anyways, as noone needs to be terrified when the name, Voldemort was said," Harry continued. Tom laughed.

"You are the only one who was unafraid, as well as your girlfriend there," Tom said. "But I guarrantee that you will not live to utter it again," he continued. "I have heard that in order for me to remain invincible, I must kill the one person that is the tie between you and me," Voldemort said. I have killed the others, your parents, your godfather, your headmaster, your eldest female role model, but I have yet to kill the closest thing to you," he said looking at Hermione. "You won't ever know that feeling either," Harry said.

"That's right Voldemort," a voice said. Harry turned to his left to see Ron holding his wand. Harry smiled as Ron walked up to the two of them to meet up against Voldemort.

"How brave of you, Weasley," Voldemort said. "Ingardiasio!" he shouted, and the three of them were sucked out from the snowgrounds to the Ministry Basement. Harry remembered this place, as it was where Voldemort was last fighting with Dumbledore. Harry winced.

"This is more fitting," Voldemort said. "There there, Ron, no need to tremble, your death will be quick. But first, I must take Miss Granger, as her blood is all I need to remain invincible," Voldemort said.

"You will not kill her," Harry said, his eyes cold and dark.

"Oh heavens no, I will not," Voldemort said. "Just her blood, is all I need, I will kill her after," he said. Harry jumped up, and ran towards Voldemort, "Crucio!" Voldemort screamed, launching a red laser towards Harry. Harry dodged the laser, and screamed "Crucio" back as Voldemort, which hit him, causing him to fall, but get up quickly after blow from Harry, which Voldemort threw him off.

"You have become stronger indeed," Voldemort said. "But that is not enough now!" Voldemort said, as he swiped Hermione's back, drawing blood, and quickly throwing it into his mouth. "It is done!" Voldemort said.

"You will not make it out alive," Harry said. Voldemort laughed. "Don't you see, Harry? I am invincible now, I have the power to kill you, and you cannot kill me back," Voldemort said. Lifting Harry up and choking him, he continued.

"Oh it's hard to breathe now, isn't it Harry," he said. "I have killed your godfather, and your father, and you will be seeing them soon!" Voldemort said, as Harry began to lose conscienceness. Harry looked over to see Hermione crying. "You will die now, Harry Potter," Voldemort said.

"You were wrong about one thing, Tom," a voice said from the far corner, and Harry turned.

"Let my god-son down," Sirius Black said.