I apologize for not updating sooner.
This chapter, originally, was intended to be twice in length.
So, I decided to split it into two.
The chances are very likely that the next chapter will be the final chapter.

Thank you for reading, I really appreciate it.

"Hermione Jean Granger!" my father came storming down the grand stairwell.

I heard Draco stifle a laugh as a maid took his cloak. As if he wanted to strangle me, my father embraced me so tightly, I think I might have suffocated if my mother had not shown up in the hall.

"Wendell, that's the heir to the kingdom," she cleared her throat, "and my daughter, as well."

I went into my mother's arms, oh, how warm it was to be home.

"Darling, did you have fun at the Slytherin castle?"

My mother smiled, how I loved her. As my mother and I chatted, I noticed my father getting rather curious of Draco.

"King Granger, pleased to make your acquaintance," I bowed, ever so slightly.

"As to you, Prince Malfoy," he took hold of his wand underneath his cloak, "I hope you gave my daughter an enjoyable time at the castle."

I smirked, "Nothing is ever too extravagant for the Malfoy family."

"Is that so? My soul is at ease," he brought me over to the table, "I'd like to have a chat with you, Prince Malfoy."

Wondering if I should get myself into such a sticky predicament, I sat down and crossed my legs across from him. He was a stern man, very protective, of course. He cleared his throat and I embraced myself with a lecture about adulthood.

"How are things with you, Prince Malfoy? Chipper as ever?" he questioned as if I had done something terribly wrong.

"Things are going rather well, King Granger, why the sudden interest?"

"I'd hate to come off as abrasive, but," he leaned forward, "there have been rumors, many rumors, about you, and I'd like to have your permission to confirm them for myself."

What ever was this man thinking?

"Please, do as you wish, sire."

He shifted in his position; this was going to be a long conversation.

"Do you have any romantic plans for my daughter? Surely you could not have agreed to this marriage-alliance if you hadn't any, correct?"

I, shockingly, felt myself blush.

"King Granger, your daughter, Hermione ..."

Could I say it? I haven't even formally presented this to Hermione, I mean, I'm sure it's blatantly obvious, but even so, I still want her to know all my feelings – but to tell her father first was something I hadn't had in mind.

"Honestly, I despised her in the beginning, but I learned to love her."

He glared at me, what had I said wrong? I used the 'L' word, how much more serious does he want me to get? I haven't slept with her, surely, I would not disrespect Hermione in such ways.

"How did you learn to love her? What about her attracted you to her? I mean, to you, she was a muggle, was she not?"

I clenched my fists; was he trying to anger me? I could hex him to oblivion! How dare he call his own daughter with such a common term. Hermione is not a mere muggle, she's much more.

"She's absolutely beautiful and intelligent, I have not seen a witch like her in all my life. I have been a fool to have judged her blood in the beginning, but I've learned to see past all of it. I love Hermione more than I ever loved myself – it does not seem healthy, but it works for me."

He continued to stare at me with his stone-still eyes, why was he not reacting? - Need I go more?

"Are you being honest? You wouldn't trade her for a pureblood? - Not even the most intelligent and beautiful one in all the kingdoms?"

Everything snapped.

Furiously, I pushed the chair back and slammed my fists onto the table, looking straight into his blasted eyes.

"Are you mad? I love her with all my heart and soul; I would never trade her for anything!"

I breathed heavily, and it took quite the while to regain my composure.

"Si-sire, my apologies, I did not mean to overreact; forgive me."

Gremlins, Hermione would have a complete fit if she knew I had completely burst into anger in front of her father. He placed his hand on my shoulder and looked down at me, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"I can't wait until the wedding then, Prince Malfoy."

My eyes widened, he had given his blessing through the treaty, but this. He's giving me his blessing to marry Hermione Granger, not the Princess of Gryffindor for the sake of ending a war. Person to person, I am finally able to marry Hermione, with or without the bloody treaty.

"King Granger, thank you."

"Please, call me Wendell."

I smiled, "Then, King Wendell, please, call me Draco."

He lead me back to the main hall, "Prince Draco, we are going to have a very good relationship from now on."

"Yes, yes, we are," I whispered just before I ran into my beloved and embraced her.

"Draco, have you gone mad? Are you all right? You feel a bit warm," she spoke in her harmonious voice.

"I love you, Hermoine Jean Granger."

I closed the gap between us, not giving a rat's arse that her parents were right behind us. I loved her and she is finally mine.

"Bloody gremlins, you have gone mad," she laughed, and I laughed along with her.

The garden was bustling about. White roses filled the rose bushels and the fountains spouted sparkling water from the heavens. Witches and wizards were buzzing about on their broomsticks to see the spectacular event, while some had been specially seated.

"Oh, this is it, Luna," Ginny sniffled.

Even Luna Lovegood shed a tear as she witnessed the marriage between Princess Hermione and Prince Draco.

"Come on, Luna, Ginny, don't cry, I'll start crying, too," Harry chuckled, "it's already too late for Ronald, sadly."

Luna turned to Ronald, "Ronald Bilius Weasley, are you actually tearing?"

"Bloody Hell, Luna, of co-course, I'm not crying," Ronald retorted, "a chocolate frog just madly smacked my eye rather violently."

"Are you all right?" Luna smiled as she leaned towards Ronald, getting a clearer view of his supposedly injured eye.

"Lu-Luna?"

"Hold still, Ronald, I believe you have something ..."

With a wispy brush of her lips onto his, he blushed furiously, "Right there."

She looked into his eyes, "Gremlins, he's dashing," she thought to herself.

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