Disclaimer: I really would like to own Harry Potter, but it's not exactly like that. By the way, I can always borrow it, can't I? Just for fun. Oh, by the way, the title comes from a song, I think that it's sung by Sweetbox, but I don't know if it's only a cover what they did, anyway, I like their version!

A/N: Well, I challenge you all to find a beta-reader faster than Halo. By the way, this is the last chapter, folks! I wanted to thank, all the people that read this story. And then, thanks to all the people that put this story in their Alerts list and in their Favourites list. And last, but not least, a very big thank you to all the people that reviewed, those reviews really made my day. lol. Well, I hate to beg for reviews, but if I'll say this I don't think that it's exactly begging. If you feel like leaving a review, and it's about year 3000 and the aliens have invaded the Earth or Voldy has won the Battle against Harry Potter, leave it anyway, I swear that I'll find the way to read it! And I'll also reply at them (if you want me to!)! I'm sorry, but I don't want to stop writing this Author's Note anytime soon, because I want to reach the 10000 words, that would be really cool, wouldn't it? So, well, I know that this chapter is short, and that the entire story is not so good, but I'm fairly better writing sad/angst/drama/tragedy stories. Well, I think I bored you enough, sorry! But it was my last A/N to this story. Thanks again, you are all so nice, and plus, I reached the 10000 words. Cheers! No, wait, still a couple of words... Another couple of words... Now!

To Halo of Darkness: Thanks a lot for your invaluable help with this fan fiction. How can you be so perfect? Lot of love!

Everything Is Gonna Be Alright

Hermione hadn't spoken to Viktor since the evening before. She was happy that she had work that morning so she could have some time to think about all the things that had happened.

She was changing her clothes in the changing room when the door burst open.

"Hi Hermione."

Hermione rolled her eyes, and without even looking at the person that entered, she answered, "I'm changing my robes, Ginny."

"I can see that," she answered, smiling, "But I wanted to talk with you."

"Really? What a pity that I don't want to talk with you," Hermione snapped.

"I don't mind. I'll talk, you'll listen," said Ginny, sitting down on a chair.

Hermione snorted and kept on buttoning her white coat.

"Okay, first of all, there's a reason behind Viktor's behaviour."

Hermione raised her eyebrows but didn't answer.

"He did it because he loves you."

"He lied," pointed out Hermione.

"When?"

"When he didn't tell me that he knew that I was pregnant."

"He omitted to tell you that, but there's a explanation for that. Do you want to hear it?"

"I'm dying to know it," Hermione answered sarcastically.

"He wanted to ask you to marry him before you found out that he already knew that you were pregnant," Ginny said quickly.

"What? Why?" asked Hermione, confused.

"He didn't want you to think that he was asking you to marry him just because of the baby."

Hermione looked at Ginny. "Are you kidding?"

"Nope," she said, shaking her head. "It's crazy, isn't it?"

Hermione smiled. "Just a little bit."

"I think that he is really in love with you, Hermione."

Hermione sighed. "Then why did he have to tell everybody that I was pregnant?"

"He didn't say anything to anybody," said Ginny.

"What about Ron and Harry and you?"

"Wait, Ron found out by himself. He managed to read your pregnancy test without Viktor's permission."

"Did he?"

"You know how my brother is."

Hermione nodded. "What about Harry?"

"Ron told him."

"And what about you?"

"You told me."

"I wasn't sure. I just told you that maybe I was pregnant."

"Well, it was enough for me."

Hermione snorted.

"Hermione, in these last three days, Viktor tried in every way to find the right moment to ask you and you didn't even notice."

"Three days? Only last night did he try to ask me in a decent way."

Ginny shook her head. "Two days ago, at the Quidditch match."

"What?"

"Viktor, Ron and Oliver Wood had prepared an enchanted banner in which Viktor asked you to marry him."

"I didn't see it."

"Of course you didn't. Ron did one of his usual messes and Viktor made a wizard fall on the man that brought the banner."

"During a Quidditch match?"

"It was Ron's idea. He thought that it would have been romantic asking to marry someone during a Quidditch match."

"And the day before yesterday, what happened?" asked Hermione with a half smile on her face.

"In Diagon Alley, Gilderoy Lockhart should have announced that Viktor was asking you to marry him, but they had some little problems. You know Lockhart's little mania of always being under the reflectors."

Hermione suppressed a laugh. "Why Lockhart?"

"Because Harry thought that it would have been cool if the man on whom you had a crush when you were twelve would have been the one that told you that Viktor wanted to marry you."

"And now I guess that last night was-"

"All my idea," said Ginny proudly.

"You organized everything?"

"What? Oh no, no, I didn't. I just gave Viktor a little advice," she said, smiling.

"And this advice would be?" Hermione asked slowly.

"Doing the right thing."

Hermione sat down next to Ginny, looking at her hands. "He decided on everything?"

Ginny nodded. "We just offered our help to make the evening unforgettable."

"I think that it will be unforgettable," said Hermione, smiling.

"Indeed." And they both started to giggle uncontrollably for almost five minutes.

"I think that I should tell Viktor that I'm sorry, then," said Hermione when her giggles faded away.

"I'm happy to hear that, Hermione, because last night, I told him that I would have helped him with you. He didn't seem really happy, though."

"I wonder why," Hermione replied, smiling. "Well, when I come back home, I'll tell him that I'm sorry and that, if the offer still stands, I want to marry him."

"What? You want to wait till you come back home?"

"Ginny, I cannot come home now. I start my shift in 5 minutes," she said, checking her watch.

"Hermione," said Ginny, jumping to her feet, "You are pregnant! Just tell everybody that you don't feel well and they'll let you come home."

"I don't know, Ginny. I don't feel bad. I don't want to lie," said Hermione, lowering her voice.

Ginny rolled her eyes. "Come on, Hermione, we have a wedding to save."

Hermione smiled. "Okay, just give me time to change back to my normal clothes and-"

"Don't bother changing your clothes. I'll tell the Healers. Just go now, I'm sure that Viktor is still at home."

Hermione looked at Ginny. "Hey, Ginny, thanks a lot," she said before she Disapparated.

"Sure, Hermione," said Ginny, smiling.

Hermione Apparated into her living room, which was still obscured, because Viktor didn't bother to raise the rolling shutter. "Well?" she asked, looking at Viktor's shape on the sofa.

Viktor looked at her. "Herm-own-ninny?" he asked uncertainly.

"Who did you expect? Father Christmas?" she answered, laughing.

Viktor looked at her. "I thought that there vere more possibilities for me to talk to Father Christmas than vith you today."

Hermione sat down next to him. "I talked to Ginny."

"Really?" he asked her.

Hermione nodded. "She explained everything."

Viktor nodded, unsure if it was a good thing or a bad one.

"You could have told me what you wanted to do," she said sweetly.

Viktor raised his eyebrows. "You didn't give me time," he pointed.

"So you are saying that it's my fault-"

"No," he almost screamed. "No, I'm not."

Hermione smiled. "Well, I wanted to ask you something."

Viktor nodded while Hermione kneeled down next to him. "Will you marry me?"

Viktor smiled. "Of course," he said, grabbing his fiancée and starting to kiss her.

"We'll have to decide a lot of things. The place, the day-"

"Herm-own-ninny," said Viktor, looking at her, "I don't mind. You can choose the place and the date that you prefer. I'll love all the things that you'll love."

"Well, I love you, Viktor," said Hermione, smiling.

Viktor seemed to think about her words. "I love me too, but I also love you."

Hermione laughed. "Let's go. I'll prepare something for you for breakfast." Viktor followed her in the kitchen and from that moment on, they already started to feel like a family.

- The End -