Angels and Dragons; Epilogue, Part 1: "From This Moment"
Summary: The wedding has arrived! Yes, they have left Hogwarts, and yes, a little time has passed since the last chapter. That's all I'm saying!
Legal Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own these characters; I only own this story, so there will be no suing!
Hello again to my loyal fan base! We have now come to the epilogue of my story, but as you can see from the title, this epilogue will be in several parts, because it's really long. Yes, I know, you all hate me now, but I do not want to spend several hours on my computer doing nothing but typing. Yes, I know, I am very lazy, but I have to have something to do for the rest of my summer vacation, because I am super bored! Okay, just one more thing before I start this part of the epilogue. This epilogue was not written entirely by me: my editor thought that the story needed to be longer, so she started writing this epilogue for me. Yes, my part-time editor is also my co-writer for the ending of this story, so please do not steal any of this story without asking for our permission, because believe me, you do not want to be on her bad side. I will be leaving remarks throughout to alert you of when it is her writing and when it is me writing. Carry on!
Epilogue, Part 1
Even while Harry wrestled with his unruly hair, he felt as though he was floating. Not that his hair didn't aggravate him. It did. He scowled at the mirror. "Stay flat!" he ordered.
"First sign of insanity is yelling at inanimate objects," Lupin remarked from the doorway.
"Yes," Tonks agreed as she joined them. "But an insane person is usually the last to know." Today Tonks' hair was waist-length and a shade that made her look as though she could easily be a member of the Weasley family.
"Better hurry up," came a gruff voice, "or you'll be late for your own wedding." It was Moody. And he was right.
Harry nodded and walked off and tried to remember what room Draco was in. Oh, that's right. Ginny and Hermione, accompanied by Narcissa, had accosted him and taken him to the Gryffindor Tower to dress and whatnot. When Harry reached the Fat Lady's portrait, he realized that he didn't have the password.
"Oh, hello," the Fat Lady greeted him. "Nice of the Headmaster to let you use the school for the wedding, isn't it. Oh. You don't know the password, do you? Oh, well..." While the Fat Lady was thinking of what to do, Ginny opened the portrait and stepped out.
"Oh, hi Harry," she said. "Go on in. I'll be right back." Harry nodded gratefully and stepped inside. Narcissa stood at the top of the staircase that led to the boys dormitories.
"Harry!" she called, beckoning him over. "Draco's having a hissy fit. Better come cheer him up."
Harry nodded. "All right." He opened the door Narcissa was pointing to and stepped inside. (And so ends Yuri-san's writing. For now.) What he saw would've made him laugh if it weren't for the fact that Draco looked so frustrated. There was Draco, standing in front of a mirror, wearing white robes and holding a piece of paper in his hands. The expression on his face was that of confusion, frustration, and embarrassment. In other words, it was quite comical.
"Draco, what's wrong?" At the sound of Harry's voice, Draco looked up and turned around.
"Why are you in here, Harry? Who let you in?"
"Calm down, Draco." 'Jeez, I can see what Narcissa was talking about. Draco's a nervous wreck,' thought Harry.
"Why should I calm down? I'm the one who has to wear white, and I'm being forced to sing the girl's part of a song I have never heard of, and you're telling me to calm down? Why am I the girl in this whole thing?" he asked angrily.
"Draco, I think you just answered your own question," said Harry, laughing. Draco glared at him, almost daring him to say more. Harry chose to remain quiet, except for the occasional laugh. Draco grabbed a pillow and launched it at Harry, who was too busy laughing to dodge it.
"Keep laughing, Harry, and there'll be no honeymoon for you," growled Draco. Harry gasped.
"Draco, you're so mean! How could you even think of doing such a thing to Harry?" asked Ginny, who'd just walked in, followed by Narcissa and Hermione.
"He keeps laughing at me," whined Draco.
"No whining on your wedding day, Draco. I've already told you what'll happen if you do," warned Narcissa. Draco sat down in a chair and started to pout.
"Isn't there a rule against pouting on your wedding day too, Narcissa?" asked Harry innocently, while dodging a pillow aimed in his direction. End of my writing right now.
"Why yes," Narcissa answered grinning. She bent down and picked up the pillow that Harry had just dodged. "There is." She lobbed the pillow at her pouting son. Draco, trapped in his chair and unable to dodge the incoming missile, was hit square in the stomach.
"Ooof," he grunted. Apparently Narcissa had a good throwing arm. "Careful," he snarled. "You'll wrinkle my dress."
"It's not a dress, love," Harry reminded him. Harry bent down and picked up the piece of paper that Draco had been holding when he had walked in. "Memorized your lines yet?" End Draco threw Harry a death glare.
"No, I haven't. Why do these things always happen to me? I don't want to do this, especially not in front of all those people," he said, waving his hand toward the window. Harry smiled.
"Love, I hate to break it to ya, but you're gonna have to."
"My angel, you'll pay for this. This was your idea," Draco said, reaching out and grabbing the lyrics from Harry. Harry was doing all he could to keep from laughing.
"Draco, it can't be that bad. What's Harry making you do?" asked Ginny, who was confused.
"He's making me sing! And that's not funny, either, Hermione," he added, because Hermione had started laughing uncontrollably.
"Do you have any of it memorized?" asked Narcissa.
"Some of it," said Draco absently, not looking up from his lyrics page. Harry stepped forward and grabbed the paper. "Hey!"
"Start singing, Draco. I want to see how much of it you know." Draco glared at Harry.
"Do I have to do the stupid intro?"
"No, you don't."
"Good." he waited for a few minutes before starting. (And the purpose of the title of the epilogue is revealed.) "From this moment, life has begun."
H: "From this moment, you are the one."
D: "Right beside you, la, la, la, la, la."
H:"Is where I belong."
D: "From this moment on."
H: "From this moment I have been blessed."
D: "I live only for your happiness."
H: "And for your love, I'd give my last breath."
D:"I'd give my la, la, la. From this moment on."
D: "I'd give my hand to you with all my heart."
H: "Can't wait to live my life with you. Can't wait to start."
D&H: "You an I will never be apart."
D: "My dreams came la, la, la, la."
H: "My dreams came true because of you." By this time, every person in the room, including Draco and Harry, are laughing.
D&H: "From this moment as long as I live. I will love you, I promise you this. There is nothing I wouldn't give, from this moment on."
D: "You're the reason I believe in love."
H: "And you're the answer to my prayers from up above."
D&H: "All we need is just the two of us. My dreams came true because of you."
D: "From this moment as la, la, la, la."
H: "From this moment as long as I live."
D&H: "I will love you, I promise you this. There is nothing I wouldn't give, from this moment..."
D: "I will love you."
H: "I will love you."
D: "As long as I live."
D&H: "From this moment on." (A/N: I do not own this song. It belongs to Shania Twain, and I am not making any money off of using these lyrics. Carry on!)
"The two of you sound good together, as long as Draco remembers his lines," added Narcissa, chuckling to herself.
"That's not funny. I've never heard this song before and I don't know the lyrics very well. Quit making fun of me," growled Draco.
"Oh, don't pout, Draco. We should've recorded you singing so that you could hear how we sounded. Besides, you were laughing too," added Harry.
"Well, I recorded you singing. Do you want to hear it?" asked Hermione sheepishly. Draco turned around to face her, glaring.
"You did what?" Draco exclaimed, furious.
Okay, that's all until Part 2! I am sorry I left you kind of hanging, but this is just how I divided the epilogue up. Please do not hurt me! Also, thank you to my part-time editor for her help in writing the epilogue, because without her, that last chapter would've been the end of this story, so you should thank her too. Anyway, until next time!