A/N Ahhh it's the last chapter, and then the epilogue of course, but I'm really sad to see this story go, it was really great. And so, this is it, I really hope everyone likes this. I'm really scared to see how everyone will react.

Draco's POV

It was the day of the wedding, finally. It was bloody hell watching my mom, Harmony's mom, and Harmony plan this whole thing. But the end result, was worth it.

The wedding was in the garden of the Manor, and it was surprisingly simple, there were chairsset up, and a platform with white roses adorning the sides. I watched as she entered through the aisle, and I started to sweat, was it really that hot? It can't be nerves, Malfoys don't get nervous..

But she's so fucking perfect.

Her hair is up in a french braid with tiny white roses plaited in. The few stubborn strands that escaped the hair frame her face beautifully, making her look like a princess. My princess.

Mine, all mine for the rest of eternity.

The thought brings tears of joy to my eyes.

Much to my displeasure Potter and Weasel had sown up, girlfriends in tow. But they looked happy for Harmony, I didn't really pay attention the minister, just talking when I had to talk, then they came to my favorite part, "... and now I pronounce you Man and wife, you may kiss the bride."

I pulled her into a soul-sucking kiss that bind us in more ways than one, damn I love her so much, the way her back fell past her shoulders and had a slight shimmer in the sun, the way her eyes were filled with lust and love, and they way she looked at me, a look of pure love.

"Hi Potter."

I found myself, again, in a confrontation with Potter since the lovely new Mrs. Malfoy insisted that we become friends. He seems to look just out of place as I am talking to him, but to his credit he replies.

"Malfoy, congratulations on your wedding."

But by the tone of his voice, it was very clear that he would much rather be anywhere else.

"Thanks." I look away, this conversation could not be more awkward. But then his face becomes serious.

"So, just a warning since your married to Hermione, Harmony whatever, don't hurt her. Because if you do you're gonna be worse than dead." I laugh lightly, maybe he won't be so mad.

"Point made, not that I'd ever do that, I really do love her. And the warning is reciprocated. Hurt her, and I'll keep you locked up in the dungeons to rot."

He looked at me, and sighed, "yeah I guess you do really love her."

Hermione's POV

He's a vision of perfection, and he's all mine, my prince, my king, my husband. I walk down the aisle, my father at my side, and start to fell a little sweaty, but it's not even summer. Must be the nerves.

I don't pay any attention to the minister, all my attention on the man in front of me, and then he pulls me into a kiss that shows all of his love for me, and I can feel it reverberate throughout my soul.

I look at his face, his tousled blond hair, and his pointed facial features, all perfect. He's perfect, it shouldn't even be possible, but it is. And I look at him with pure love, loving the way he was mirroring my look, my life was finally complete

"Ron, Lavender."

I acknowledge them both as I come up to them. And Ron scoops me into a bug hug.

"Bloody Hell 'Mione, you look great, but I mean, Malfoy, how could you, but I think he loves you, at least he was looking at you like that, are you sure that he;s still not evil, ans where did you go? And I know this is weird, but thanks for saying no to me, I love you, but like a friend, so thanks, I guess."

I laugh, some things never change, and I smile, thinking of Draco.

And some things do change.

A/N Yes, no? Was that good enough to leave off of? Please, I would love to hear what you think about it! One more part left to go, tear. Thanks for being so supportive.

Much, much love,

-A