Most of this is J.K. Rowling's. Some people might be a bit OOC; sorry about that.
If you don't like this ending, we can pretend the last chapter was the end. There are quite a few little twists... Either way, let me know.
"I don't even think I can find the words to describe how happy I am right now. He's back! And I'm here, and he's here, and... wow, I really need to calm down. I feel like I'm about twelve years old again, with my first bloke I ever liked. Then again, maybe Draco and I have something that sincere that I should be feeling this way. Maybe it's real. Maybe it won't go away."
"Hey, Love," she heard in her ear.
She shivered involuntarily in response.
Turning in Draco's arms, she kissed him. "Hey there," she replied.
"So what's with this 'maybe it won't go away' nonsense?" he asked, glaring in a jokingly accusatory manner.
Hermione blushed a deep red and snapped the journal shut.
"I don't know," she responded quietly. Looking up coyly then, she added, "What do you want it to mean?"
He laughed, shaking his head. "Let's wait a while on that, shall we?"
Hermione nodded. "Definitely."
"So you're really with the Mudblood?" the girl asked huffily, crossing her arms together.
Draco sighed heavily. "Yes, Pansy, Hermione and I really are together."
"And it wasn't just that ridiculous potion?" Draco could've sworn she looked almost hopeful.
"No, Pansy, it wasn't just the potion."
"Hm," she responded. Thinking for a moment, she added, "So I guess that means there's no chance for us again?"
"Oh come on," he near-shouted. Pansy flinched in response.
Standing and walking away, he added, "Get real."
"You know, it'll really be okay," Ginny said sweetly.
"I know, I know," Ron responded. "It's just... well... he'd just better be good to her. That's all I've got to say." His voice again took that threatening tone.
"He will," Ginny replied. In response to Ron's glare, she added, "Promise."
"And what of Harry?" he countered. "He'd better be good to you as well."
Ginny laughed. "Ron, you know Harry as well as I do. We'll be fine."
"Right then," he replied.
A moment of silence passed.
"So what about Luna?"
He let her words hang in the air.
"What of it?" he replied.
"Come off it, Ron, I've seen the way she looks at you."
As much as he tried to brush it off, she noted the red tinge about his ears. She promptly informed him of it.
"Whatever, Gin," he replied rashly. "Think what you will."
Ginny laughed. "Well, there she is," she replied, winking. Luna was standing on the other side of the hall, seemingly entranced with a crack on the wall. "Have fun."
With that, Ginny walked away, leaving Ron to wonder what to do next.
When Ginny glanced back, she saw him begin to approach the girl. She couldn't help but smile.
Seeing Harry in the hall ahead of her, she couldn't help but smile just a bit wider.
"Albeus, I really don't believe you," McGonagall chastized the headmaster that night at dinner. "Setting up all this debauchery in Hogwarts."
The professors all glanced about the students, watching them steal glances at one another.
"Minerva, my dear, I have not the slightest clue what you mean," he added, that slight twinkle in his eye.
Snape just glared at the two. "Imagine, that girl with a Malfoy," he muttered under his breath. "What would Lucius say?"
"I believe, Severus," Dumbledore replied, "that our students would have done the same in their own good time."
"So why rush it, then?" McGonagall snapped. "I'll be having snogging sessions in class."
"I'm old and far beyond my years, Minerva," he responded, "as are you."
She sniffed in retort.
"These are dark times." McGonagall's eyes noticeably shifted away for a moment. "Let's let a little light shine, shall we?"
She smiled, albeit a tight-lipped smile, and Dumbledore's eyes glinted in response.
A/N: Hey everyone, that's the end. Unless, of course, as previously mentioned, you don't like it. In that case, the previous chapter was the end. Anyway, let me know what you think. Thanks!