A/N: PLEASE READ! DO NOT SKIP! Uhm, I added a paragraph or so to the last chapter, so please go back and read that ending again Thanks.
§§§§§ Six Months Later §§§§§
Hermione was in her room, reading with the standing lamp on.
"Hermione." She looked up from her book and her knight in shining armor, the only one who was there to protect her was Draco. He knelt down near her.
"I'm so sorry I left you. Can you find it in your tender heart to forgive me?" He took her hand, kissing it softly.
"Oh, Draco, you know I can!" She said, and he lifted her out of her seat, twirling her around then kissing her firmly on the lips, which she obliged to.
I beamed greatly as I watched him, straightening his tie nervously, waiting down the isle for his bride.
"My tie straight?" he asked me. I laughed.
"You bet. She loves you no matter what, though," I added. He nodded. I looked over at the other two bridesmaids-Ginny and Fleur stood, beaming greatly. On his other side, Bill stood in his dress coat, exchanging happy, hopeful looks with Fleur, who looked fitting to burst in tears. I looked down at the clean, solid white cement. Mr. Weasley paid a fortune to have a part of his land near the Burrow cemented down, just for this.
And then the bride, beautiful as she is, came walking down the isle slowly. I put two fingers to my mouth-I had to admire her hair. Just for that special day, it was a long curly black. Mr. Weasley was on her side, guiding her down the isle as The Wedding March played. I felt tears force their ways to my eyes. The priest stood there, holding his Bible when she reached the arch. Mr. Weasley kissed her on the cheek and took as eat next to a bawling Mrs. Weasley.
"Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today to-" The priest started.
"Oh, for bullocks' sake! I do, he does! I don't need any of this, let's get married now!" I gasped, and suddenly me and Ginny laughed hysterically at Remus' expression as Tonks grabbed his tie, pulling him forward and kissing him deeply on the lips.
The priest gave an approving laugh. "If that's the way you'd like to go. Does anyone object?"
Tonks pulled away from her fiancé-well, now husband, glaring at the priest. "If anything, I second it!" She went back to Remus, kissing him again, who was turning fifty shades of red. I looked around at all the flowers and the wedding cake. The wedding I thought I'd have. I shook my head. That was six months ago, and I will not be the jealous bridesmaid, I just wont!
"Well...erm.." the priest stared at the couple as they kissed. "You've already kissed the bride. So, that makes it official!" The people in their seats stood, clapping and laughing. Tonks let go of a very red Remus, who turned to me, his eyebrows raised and his lips forming a surprised smile.
"I think you're tie is most definitely straight!" I laughed, and looked at Ginny, who was wiping her eyes, tearing up from laughter.
"Now who wants some cake!" Tonks yelled at the crowd, who buzzed excitedly as she went over to her table, holding the stacked cake. I watched as Tonks pointed her wand at the cake and muttered a charm, causing it to slice in sixths. Remus kissed her on the cheek lightly, happy she was able to do such a spell. She held up a slice of the vanilla/white chocolate cake to him. He shrugged and she stuffed it in his mouth hurriedly.
"Oh, I'm sorry!" She exclaimed jokingly. Remus wiped the frosting off his finger and beamed.
"Quite all right," he said. The tears forced forward, and spilled down my cheeks. That happiness only existed once for me. i turned around to talk to Ginny when I saw something, someone. Behind a turret that held up the white tent covering their outdoor wedding, I saw a lean figure standing there.
"E-Excuse me?" I took a couple steps towards the figure, but it was gone. I furrowed my brow, but shook it off. It was a wedding, and I had to start acting like it. I strode up and silently took a piece of cake, watching as Ginny turned on the big boom box. I gave myself a sad smile-me and Tonks had debated on this. I had won, obviously, as the song My Immortal began filling the area.
"May i have this dance?" Remus asked, bowing.
Tonks gave the high-pitched, fake giggle. "You may." I watched as they began a waltz across the cement. People began to pair up and waltz. I looked around clueless, and I bit my lower lip when I realized something.
The only one who had ever truly been there for me, had been the one the universe paired me up with was Draco. And now, he was gone. I didn't believe in love at first sight, but me and Draco were connected. Inseparable.
Then again, the universe works in strange ways.
I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned. Ginny held out her hand. "A dance, madam?" I gave a lame laugh. "Why not?"
I put a hand on her waist and took the to her as we began to waltz. "Nice song choice," she noted.
"Thank you. But I didn't really choose it, now that I think about it," I replied hazily, too deep in my own thoughts. Another song began to play, but I couldn't recall what it was. A Muggle song, of course, since Tonks was very fond of some bands I'd never heard of, particularly a woman named Avril Lavigne.
"May I have this dance?" Tonks asked Ginny from behind, and she looked at me for approval.
"No, no, go ahead!" I gestured to her, and they went off to dance. I stood, smiling after them when I saw Remus doing the same from afar. I strode up to him, holding out a hand. He smiled at me, taking it and we waltzed.
"I'm very happy for you," I said quietly.
"Yes. But..."He averted my eyes. "Hermione, if things could've worked out differently between you and..." he trailed off.
"Remus, you've been a father to me these past months," I noted to him, and he blushed, continuing.
"If Draco hadn't left, I...I would've wanted to see the day he was a changed man," he said boldly, staring at me in the eyes.
"Oh, Remus...you would've honestly been proud," I said, tears once again, dropped from my eyes. The music's volume lowered, people began to sit down and eat. I kissed Remus on the cheek.
"I bet I would have," He murmured before joining his wife their table.
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I laid down, looking at the posters on the mattress of the top bunk bed. They moved as Ginny turned in her sleep. My eyes leaked tears as I stared up blankly. I had been doing that every night for what, two months? But I didn't care. It all just felt like the beginning to the end. Like I would never be happy again.
The past months I made myself busy around the house, refurnishing and using my savings to stock on food. We kind of lived as a family-Mr. Weasley and Remus worked while Mrs. Weasley and Tonks stayed at home to take care of me and Ginny, the last left. I decided as soon as I got a job, I would move out and find an apartment in London. I felt quite bad about this, for my house was located in Western Wales and London is a bit more than 1,500 miles away. (it used to take forever to get to King's Cross!) But I was of age, and it was time for me to go.
I got up slowly, walking across the hall tot he bathroom where I saw the little canisters of sleeping pills and anti-depressants. Tonks told me to be cautious, but since I did seem depressed, to take one with water when I feel horrible, no more, no less. I shook my head-he's driven me to this. The smallest actions, like leaving, show the biggest impact.
Like destroying my spirit. I choked a sob. Oh, I can't deny it-I miss that bastard! I felt numb without him, he was everything I was, he was everything I wanted!
I stared up at my red eyes and pitiful. "I-I miss you, Draco. Please come back. Please!" I started to cry-it wouldn't work. No matter how many times I call his name, or how many times a scream at myself as I had been doing those months, he would never love me so.
Dragging myself back to bed, I laid upon lavender bed sheets, staring that the Hogwarts seal I had drawn and taped there so many years ago. I closed my eyes slowly before my whole world was shrouded in darkness.
"Hermione." I heard. But it was probably Ginny, so my eyelids remained closed.
"Hermione, love, wake up," I heard. Could it....? No, I was not going to open my eyelids. I will not surrender to my imagination.
And then I felt it.
The cool, sweet scent of their breath blew across my face. The person took my hands, which were small in theirs, which meant it was a man. My eyelids fluttered open.
A/N: CLIFFY TIME!