a/n: Ok, Epilogue. Quite a few people mentioned they'd like to see one so here it is. This really is the last chapter (I swear). Review replies were sent out to everyone, except the anonymous non email address ones, and possibly 3 others which didn't seep to work. Thanks again for reading and reviewing, and I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: JK owns Harry & Co.

EPILOGUE

Hermione tried to stop fidgeting while Ginny zipped up her gown, trying to calm the nervous feeling in her stomach.

"Hermione stand still...I don't want the zipper to catch on your hair."

"Sorry. I'm just a little nervous."

"Why though?" Luna spoke up from in front of the mirror. "You're already married if you think about it, and you know Draco loves you, so why would you be nervous?" Hermione had explained to Ginny and Luna the whole story behind their first wedding, before asking them to be her bridesmaids.

"I don't know, something could go wrong, I could trip on the hem of my dress, someone could stand on the train of my dress, Draco could run off..." Hermione was working herself into a nice panic attack when her mother walked in, took one look at her face and said,

"I've just seen Draco. He's a little nervous, seems to think you might change your mind half way down the aisle, but I told him you'd have a hard time getting away with that dress on." Hermione instantly brightened at the mention of Draco, and calmed down enough for Ginny and Luna to do her makeup and hair. She had just put the finishing touches on her face when someone knocked on the door and Harry and Ron walked in.

"Hermione, you look gorgeous, the dress is amazing!" Harry exclaimed.

"You do look really beautiful Hermy."

"Don't call me Hermy. But thank you." Hermione smiled at her two closest friends, who she had chosen as two of her bridesmaids, Ginny and Luna being the other two.

"It's almost time; we have to get to the Gardens." The whole wedding party had been getting ready in Grimmauld Place, where Harry was living, after cleaning it up with the help of Mrs. Weasley. Kreacher was long gone, as was the portrait of Sirius' mother, and the doxies. The ceremony was taking place on the Hogwarts grounds, in a small clearing near the lake. Hermione had insisted on the location, saying that since their relationship started at Hogwarts, they should get married at Hogwarts. Draco's initial reaction had been, yes their relationship started at Hogwarts, i.e. with their hating each other. Their real relationship had actually begun when Draco had apparated into Hermione's room and proposed in the middle of the night. However, as Hermione pointed out, they wouldn't be able to fit anyone but themselves into her bedroom, so it had to be Hogwarts.

Hermione's mother, along with Mrs. Weasley, had been supervising the set up of the marquee in the clearing. A huge white canvas was strung between three trees, which were ideally placed, (almost like magic!). The ground was covered in thick springy grass, with white chairs set up in rows, an aisle leading down the centre to where Dumbledore, Draco and his groomsmen would be waiting. White ribbons were laced through the chairs, and red rose petals were sprinkled over the ground. The chairs were almost entirely filled up, the last guests just arriving and taking their places.

Hermione, along with the rest of her bridal party apparated to the brides apparition point, which was at the opposite end of the marquee to Draco's apparition point, behind a wall of greenery which hid the bridal party from the guest's eyes. Hermione's mother, who had apparated with Ginny and Luna on either side, hurried along to her chair at the front of the seating, and sent Hermione's dad over to meet her. Her Dada arrived, and said,

"It's time. Everyone's ready? You ready?" Hermione nodded in answer and swallowed hard.

Draco was standing at the end of the aisle with Blaise Zabini and Theodore Nott, wringing his hands, smoothing his hair down and forcing himself not to bite his nails like an old fashioned cartoon character. He was dressed in a black suit, with a black shirt and tie. He turned to Blaise and Theodore, both of whom were wearing black suits, but with white shirts, and freaked when he saw their button holes.

"Where's my button hole? I left it behind, oh crap. It was supposed to be a red rose. I've ruined everything."

"Draco calm down," Theodore said, as Blaise pointed his wand at Draco and a red rosebud materialized in his button hole.

"Oh, sorry. Forgot we could just do that. I guess I'm a little nervous."

"You'll be fine," Blaise said before exchanging a look with Theodore. My God Granger has him falling apart. Blaise scanned the crowd and found who he was looking for in the second row from the front. He smiled, and winked at Neville, who blushed pink and waved back. Draco watched this amusedly, so that's who Longbottom's boyfriend is... His train of thought stopped abruptly when the orchestra began to play. He looked up the aisle his heart beating wildly.

Harry led the procession, followed by Ginny, Ron and Luna. Draco barely had time to smile at Hermione's choice of bridesmaids before she came into view and all thoughts flew out of his head. It was all he could do to stop his mouth hanging open at the sight of her. Hermione was wearing a strapless ivory silk gown, the top half of which was a boned corsette covered in ivory coloured lace. The bottom half was a full skirt, with a short train behind. Her hair was loose, save for a few small pieces which were pulled back at the sides, the wild curls suiting the dress perfectly. She carried a bouquet of red and white roses, the red perfectly matching the red of her lips. She had a huge smile on her face from the moment she saw Draco looking at her, and barely registered that her father had walked her down the aisle, and passed her arm to Draco. Dumbledore's voice became a buzzing in her ear until she heard the words

"Draco, would you like to say your vows."

"Hermione, I would love to say 'From the moment I met you, I knew you were the one for me.' The only problem is, it couldn't be further from the truth. I can say though, from the moment I got to know you, I was head over heels. It took me six years to stop hating you long enough to find out how amazing you are, and I couldn't be happier that we got married last summer. I promise you that I'll love you forever, I'll never leave your side, and I'll protect you from raging family members. I love you Hermione, I always will."

Hermione thought her heart was going to burst with happiness as she wiped a tear which had leaked from her eye.

"Hermione, would you please reply."

"Draco, you're possibly the only person I know who could tell their bride he hated them, in his vows no less, and still come off sounding good. I love the weirdness of our relationship, and the only think I can think of to say, is I'm thankful to your father, for bringing us together. I loved getting to know you, getting over hating you, and growing to love everything about you. I love that you're fulfilling your ambitions, I love the way you are with your friends, I love that you've opened up to my friends, I love your hair. I promise I'll love you for always, for good, and I just know that this is it. Really."

Draco took the ring (which he had previously taken off Hermione's finger) Blaise was offering, and slid it onto Hermione's left hand where it joined (again) her first engagement ring. Hermione did the same with the ring Harry was offering, and Dumbledore said, (for the second time in a year about the same couple)

"You may kiss the bride." This time, neither Hermione, nor Draco shied away from the kiss, instead, gave it the perfect amount of 'church tongue'. When they broke from the kiss, Draco leaned in to whisper.

"I love you, although your choice of bridesmaid's is a little strange." Hermione laughed as they walked down the aisle together, followed by all their friends.

"I love you too, and they're my best friends...who else would I choose?"
"No-one. I wouldn't expect anything less from you."

"Good."

"Good."

"Do you like my dress?"

"I love the dress. Especially the corset part."

"More than my other corset?"

"I did not need to hear that," Theodore spoke up from behind them, Ron's voice piping up,

"Neither did I."

Ignoring them, Draco leaned in and whispered,

"The only thing I love more than your other corset is you."

Hermione laughed, kissed Draco, and let him lead her to the reception.

a/n: Ok that's it for real. Hope you liked it (loved it?). Review and tell me what you think!

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