This is the end of it, my loyal readers. It took me three months to write this almost two years ago. Now I am diligently working on the sequel, which should be up within the next month or so. It is called You've Got Fanmail 2: The Hunt for Marie, and right now I have only nine chapters to go in order to finish it up. I hope you liked this one well enough to continue reading that one and perhaps (if I get to it) a third installment. Please, enjoy the epilogue.

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Marie wove her way through everyone, trying not to spill the food on the tray she was carrying. Willy had decided to hold a chocolate party for all of those who had participated in The War of the Sues. So naturally, they were in the middle of the Chocolate Room.

Everyone was sipping mugs of hot chocolate and recalling their fondest memories. Marie stopped by the table and unloaded the strands of Laffy Taffy, Scrumdidlyumptious bars, and refilled their hot chocolates. When she was done, she sat down by her favorite Dwarf and started to eat her candy.

Snape sat across from her, making snide remarks as always. She just smiled and said. "I bet you only act that way because you're trying to hide a sensitive heart." Snape looked as though he'd been bulldozed, but she hardly noticed and just went on talking. "And all it's like that time when I was afraid back in Eddies' Canon, you try to encourage with discouraging words. It sounds complicated, but if you really concentrate-" She stopped when she realized Snape had fallen apart.

Literally, Snape had fallen apart. His lips were somewhere off to the side, one of his ears had dropped into his hot chocolate and his eyes were slowly sliding down his face. "You fool!" Snape's lips proclaimed from their spot on the candy grass. "You've picked me apart like some kind of shrink! Now look what you've done!"

"Errrmmm.." She gave a puzzled look. "Is there anything I can do to reverse this?"

"Call me a greasy dungeon bat! Insult me! Be superficial!" The Snape-lips begged.

"Uhh..how're things in your dungeon Snivelous?" His lips flew back to his face and he sneered at her. "Your hair is greasier than motor oil." His eyes were re-aligned. "Your robes make you look like a vampire bat." With that last insult, he was back together and glaring menacingly at her. "Can I keep going?" She asked, giggling like a madwoman. "This is fun!"

"No! You may not!"

"Can I tease you about being abducted by flying monkeys?" She smirked, that was still a sore topic. "Or perhaps about whatever those Sues tried to do with your nose.."

Snape paled. "Don't remind me of that, if you value your life."

"You never did tell us what they did, Severus." Aragorn popped out of nowhere.

"And I never intend to." Growled the sour professor.

Willy appeared, waving his cane happily around in the air. "Time for the best part of the reunion! The Ferry Ride!"

And they all watched as a gigantic, pink, hard-candy boat shaped like a seahorse docked. Willy shooed them all into it and then hopped in himself. He took his seat in the very back with Gimli and Marie.

They started out slowly enough, but as they gained speed, the guests began to grow uneasy. The tunnel was terribly dark and the slow pace was foregone and they were slung through twists and turns. Legolas screamed like he'd seen a Balrog and held tight to Snape's arm, much to the amusement of Aragorn. The chocolate rapids just seemed to go faster and faster and faster until...

They stopped and there was only a blank wall at the end of the tunnel. "What's the meaning of this?" Snape demanded. He pried poor Legolas off his arm and scooted as far away as was possible.

"Oh, the Ferry only goes one way, the Oompa-Loompas will have to turn around and row us back." One of the Oompa-Loompas motioned at Wonka, who seemed nervous and laughed a little. "Ahhh.. change of plans, everyone. It seems that they're too tired to row us back."

"Well, what are we going to do now?"

Willy twisted the head of his cane in his handss. "We'll have to swim back."

Everyone groaned when Snape turned to Marie and glared. "I TOLD you she was a bad luck charm!"