A/N: I still can't believe that this story found its way to twelve chapters. This is by far one of the longest things I have ever written. I hope you are all enjoying it. The next chapter will be the last, I am sorry to say. It is time for me to stop putting these four through hell. That being said, I am not entirely happy with this chapter, which is rare. I think there are parts that could have been done better, but not by me. Anyway, read on. I am not the one and only J. K. Rowling. (big surprise, I know)

Chapter Twelve

Every one in the large living room sat quietly. Molly was still crying and refused to face the rest of them. Harry and Draco say "happily" on a couch across from Ron. Fred, of course, was the first to speak.

"So, Ron, how is work? That chaser still giving you hell?" Ron looked at him, trying to judge the desperation his brother's voice and wondering if he should even answer.

"I-I guess it's good. We are in the off season, but practices are still in session. As for that chaser, he is a right pain in my ass, amongst other things." satisfied with his answer, sat back against the couch. To his credit, the room was not any less tense. In fact, it may have worsened.

Suddenly, Hermione was in the door way.

"Hermione!" Molly screamed. "I'm so happy to see you." she moved to hug the woman, but Hermione side stepped her and then turned again so that Molly's back was against a wall.

"Don't you dare come near me! This- this is all your fault. You just couldn't be happy because we were happy. Do you have any idea what you have done? Not only did you ruin two loving relationships, you- you ruined four friendships; friendships of eleven years, friendships of five years. You had no right to get involved and you ruined everything." She turned to face the rest of the room and walked briskly to Harry and Draco.

"And you! You son of a bitch. Thanks oh so much for stealing the- the only thing that made my life… mine." Tears were streaming down her cheeks as she slipped to the floor. Her legs tucked underneath her, she looked towards Ron. "You are all I have left; the only thing that reminds me of how things once were." Slowly, she got up and sat next to Ron on the couch. She hugged him tightly. Soothingly, he patted her on the back and smoothed her hair.

"Its ok Hermione, I'm not going anywhere."

"Thank you."

"I'm so sorry." came a little voice from across the room. "I never realized just what I was meddling in. You are right Hermione, I had no right and for that I am terribly sorry." Amos came up behind her and placed a hand on her shoulder for support. Nodding her head lightly, she went on. "I know I can't fix this, but for what it's worth I wish I could. I wish I could make my son smile again, the way he did when Draco was near him. I wish I could see Harry laugh the way only Hermione could make him. But mostly I wish I could see the four of you friends again. I know that you were four best friends, not just two couples. Please, try to find that again." As she finished the four glanced at each other and nodded. Without a word, Ron and Harry switched places. Ron sat next to Draco and took his hand and Harry sat between Fred and Hermione, offering her his hand, which she took gladly.

Molly's eyes grew wide, as did that of the other occupants of the room. Ron got off the couch and walked over to his mother, hugging her tightly. "It's about damn time you realized that. I'm sorry it took that for you to see, but we didn't have any other choice. You have to understand that your actions could very well have and almost did have that exact affect on our lives. Harry really did want to be with Draco and it is merely a miracle that Draco loves me and we have a sneaking suspicion that Harry spent any amount of time alone with Hermione." he stopped, realizing he was rambling. "The point is, you are lucky that our relationships were strong enough to withstand this." he hugged his mother again and sat down.

Harry got up and took his place. He hugged her as any son would hug his mother. "I realize you were doing what you thought was best for your family, but sometimes it is best to accept things as they are, knowing that those involved have good judgment and are capable of living their own lives, no assistance needed. You know I would kill to become a part of this family, but marrying Ginny is not an option to meet that goal." He smiled at her flabbergasted face, but it went serious quite quickly.

"Harry dear, you are a part of this family, just as Ron or George are. You have been a Weasley since you were thirteen, whether you were aware of it or not." She hugged him tightly again and he sat next to Hermione.

Draco took his spot. He did not hug her, but spoke quietly. "You have no idea how much head ache potion you owe me." he paused trying to word this correctly. "I was in love with Harry for years before I came to my senses and figured out I prefer read heads." he winked at Ron. "Seeing him act the way he did really fucked with my mind. I need you to know that, while your meddling was not appreciated, it helped me realize that I love your son." he paused and hugged her. "Don't take this the wrong way; I am trying to be optimistic. You actions really did almost ruin our lives, but you got lucky. You have a family that loves you unconditionally, even people who aren't a part of this family by blood. Don't take that for granted." he started to walk back to Ron, but felt someone grab his hand so he turned back around.

"Draco, I know that we did not give you the warmest of welcomes. I know that you worked hard to gain all of our trust, but as long as you are with my son you are family. You may not love me, much less unconditionally at this point, but you are family none the less."

Before Draco even sat Hermione ran to Molly and hugged her tightly. "I'm sorry I had to do that Molly." but she felt a finger on her chin.

"There is absolutely no need for apologies from any of you. You did what you had to do to get a selfish old woman put in her place."

"Molly, you are far from selfish. We know you thought you were making us happy. As long as that delusional thought has been removed everything can go back to normal or at least close to it."

As everyone settled back down, Molly spoke. "So, Draco never chose Harry and Hermione and Harry are really back together?" The two couples looked at each other and nodded.

"You have no idea how close it came to being completely different." Harry said, trying to keep his tone light. Everyone laughed nervously.

"Now that everyone is done being all dramatic, Seamus and I have an announcement to make." Seamus stood next to her.

"We are getting married." he said proudly.

"And I am pregnant." Seamus looked at her shocked as shrieks came from the rest of the room.

"Are- are you serious?" he asked, his voice shaking slightly. She nodded her head and he picked her up and twirled around a few times before planting her on the ground and kissing her soundly; eliciting whistles from the twins.

A/N: I have to say that when Hermione calls Draco a son of a bitch, it is from one of my favorite movies: America's Sweethearts. The exact line is "The reason he isn't technically involved is because he is technically hung up on you. An you, you son of a bitch, here are your eggs." she tosses his eggs down the front of his shirt. It's pretty funny. Anyway, review. I am oh so very happy with the response this story is getting. Writers always wish for more reviews, but the hits tell me that this story is well liked, so my mind is at ease. If you haven't already, check out my H/D story "Hate". I promise you won't be disappointed. Later. aLtO. ... the button calls you...