A/N: Hey everyone. This is the last chapter. :Tear: I hope you all enjoyed Meddling Molly or Operation Hermione, whichever you got to first. I'm forever grateful for those who reviewed and really got me through this story. An overwhelming thanks goes out to Lyss. This really couldn't have gotten this far without your support. Real constructive criticism is priceless. Thank you all again for reading.

Chapter Thirteen

After the initial shock wore off, everyone went back to their usual Sunday routines. The four sat on the porch, silently. They were waiting for something, the unknown maybe. A shift was about to take place in their lives. They all knew it, but no one knew when. Suddenly, Hermione broke the silence.

"Everything is going to change now, isn't it?" Ron took her hand and squeezed it lightly before responding bluntly.

"Yes." Harry suddenly sat behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Ok. This is bloody ridiculous." Draco said loudly. "We are adults. We can handle this like adults." He looked at Harry. "I'm sorry for everything I put you all through. If it weren't for my stupid unrequited feelings, none of this would have happened." he hung his head low, but felt a hand on his shoulder. It was Harry.

"Let's take a walk. These two have plenty to talk about."

As they wondered farther away from the house, Draco became curious.

"Requited." Harry finally said.

"I'm sorry?" Draco paled, but kept his attention on Harry.

"Your feelings were not unrequited. If we get anything out of this experience I want it to be that we love each other." Harry said softly. Draco took a step back and looked at Harry questioningly. "I do love you, Draco. I never lied about that. I think the potion was amplifying it a bit, but the feelings were there none the less."

"Harry, we both know nothing can come of this. I love Ron too much to hur-" But he was cut off by Harry's lips. It was short and chaste.

"I know. I would never expect that from you and I love Hermione too much to give her up." he fished a hand into his pocket and pulled out a box. Opening it slowly, he showed Draco the contents.

"You finally got the balls to ask her huh?" Draco asked playfully, staring at the gorgeous ring lying in the velvet box.

"Yes. I wanted to thank you. If it weren't for everything that has happened, I would have never seen just how much she means to me. I always knew I loved her, but it wasn't until we woke up in that chair that I realized I could never be with anyone else, not matter how much I loved them." he turned away from Draco for a moment. "I'm also sorry that you had to go through all of this."

"It had the same affect on me. I would have never fallen for Ron this fast otherwise. I think it would have happened eventually, but I'm happy we could help each other through this." he put his hand on Harry's shoulder and turned him around slowly. "I will always love you Harry. I will always do everything in my power to make you happy. That is really what all of this is about. I just wanted you to be happy."

"I know Draco." he replied softly. "I am." he leaned in and kissed him one last time, just as softly as before. "Goodbye, Draco." he turned and walked slowly back to the house. Draco let one tear fall down his cheek. He wiped it away before following closely behind Harry.

All four sat comfortably on that old porch for hours, talking and giggling. They knew it had come to pass, the great change. Only two knew how, but the important thing was it happened. Harry sat, nervous about his upcoming question. Ron giggled as Draco tickled his left side and Hermione smiled at her three boys. She thought on the last few weeks and everything that happened. She was amazed at how vastly her life had changed just in the last few days. Everything was as it should be now.

A/N: I would to thank you all again for making writing this story such a pleasant experience. I hope none of you were disappointed by the short and ambiguous ending. I may or may not write an epilogue, but ending the actual story here just felt right. I look forward to your reviews.

As this is the last time I can shamelessly plug on this story, my H/D project, Hate, is on its sixth chapter and I couldn't be happier with it. I am revamping and rewriting Obliviate, Hermione/Goyle, and I see a Hermione/Fred story in my horizon. "Bring me that horizon." aLtO