Hi everyone! Sorry for taking so long to update, been busy with college stuff. But here it is, it's the last official chapter. :( But the epilogue is still coming, so stay tuned! I really liked this story, and I'm said to see it get finished, but all great things must come to an end sometime. I hope you guys like it and will review, since it took me a while to write this and I want to know everyone's thoughts. Well, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter….

The taxi screeched to a halt in front of McCarran Airport, Draco hopped out and shoved a wad of bills at the driver. The driver stared at the wad of money with surprise, and watched the blonde haired man push his way through the crowds. Silently he wished him the best of luck and pealed out, almost hitting a couple pedestrians.

Meanwhile Draco was pushing through crowds of people and trying to find his way around the huge airport. He had just turned a corner towards the baggage claim, when he spotted a chestnut haired girl fighting through the crowds. Wading through the crowd he reached the girl and hugged her close, and said, "Thank goodness I found you, Hermione."

The girl turned and smacked him upside his head with her purse. As the stars faded, he found himself staring at a disgruntled woman who holding a spray can. He was about to open his mouth to apologize when she sprayed him in the face with the little can. Draco grabbed his face, and howled in pain. While he was groaning in misery, the woman grabbed her luggage once again and walked away with a huff. Blindly pushing through the crowd, Draco attempted to find the closest restroom. He could hear the sounds of water running and figured he had made it. He all but sprinted through the door and was rewarded with several high pitch screams. Before he knew what had hit him, he was once again being knocked upside his head with purses and other various pieces of carry-on luggage. Grimacing at the pain, Draco groped his way to the sink and turned it on full blast. He then proceeded to plunge his face under the spray, the pain ebbing a bit as the cool water washed some of the chemicals away. As the pain became bearable, Draco straightened and turned the water off. Looking at himself in the mirror he scowled at the sight of his red-rimmed eyes. Great, he looked like a bloody pink raccoon. Sighing he walked out of the restroom.

Pushing through the crowd once again, Draco made his way to the ticket counter and told them he wanted a ticket on the soonest flight from Vegas to London, which would be the flight Hermione would be on. The man at the counter raised his eyebrows, but did as requested. With the ticket in hand, Draco waited in the security line. When it was his turn, he put took his wand from his pocket and set it in the tray, along with his shoes and the rest of the contents of his pockets. Stepping through the scanner, he was relieved when it didn't make a sound. Walking to the end of the conveyor belt to wait for his things he wasn't prepared when the scanner made a hissing noise and promptly started shooting sparks while belching out clouds of thick white smoke. In the confusion Draco ducked through the smoke and grabbed his things, before sneaking back out. Just as Draco was sitting down to put his shoes back on, an announcement sound over the intercom.

"Flight 789 from Las Vegas to London has now finished boarding and will be taking off soon."

Draco's heart started pounding with dread as he realized he might be too late. Standing up without bothering to tie his shoes, Draco hurried to the boarding platform and showed them his ticket.

"Sir, the plane's door is already shut and is as we speak preparing to taxi to the runway. I'm afraid you're too late," the man at the door said.

"Can't you at least try?"

"I'm sorry, sir, there is nothing I can do."

Draco turned dejectedly, his mind trying to form a plan. Suddenly a thought popped into his head. Shouting in his best fan girl voice, Draco screamed while pointing across the room, "Oh my goodness is that Justin Bieber?!"

The man guarding the door looked at where Draco was pointing and ran over with glee on his face. Draco ducked under the barrier and carefully pushed through the door. Once through he sprinted to the end of the loading tunnel. Disappointed to see the plane taxiing to the runway, Draco formed another half mad plan. He dropped to the ground, where he landed unceremoniously with a loud thud. Gingerly get to his feet, Draco started running after the plane. He was gaining ground when the plane turned suddenly and Draco tripped over his untied laces. Falling on the ground, he winced when his forehead scraped the ground. Exhausted, Draco didn't have the energy to get up again and watched miserably as the plane taxied down the runway and took off. Hearing a commotion behind him, Draco turned and saw a group of airport security running towards him. Thankful they were quite far away still, he grabbed his wand and apparated into the loading tunnel. Making his way through the door, he was thankful the man hadn't returned yet. Draco wandered over to the window and watched as other planes took off and others landed. He had missed his chance, why did he have to be so bloody stubborn sometimes? Draco was so lost in thought that he didn't hear someone approach him.

"What are you doing here?"

Draco turned at the voice, and his heart soared when he found himself staring into the beautiful face of the woman he loved. Draco stared at her and mumbled, "But how…?"

"That plane wasn't mine, they told me it was full," Hermione explained.

Draco held up his ticket and smiled slightly, "I guess I got the last one."

"Apparently," Hermione said cynically, "What are you doing here?"

Draco stared at her flabbergasted. Didn't she realize he was here for her? Of course not, he thought, she thought he couldn't stand her. Draco said quietly, his eyes gazing into hers, "I'm here because I don't want to get divorced. I can't imagine living without you. I love you, Hermione. So to answer your question, I'm here to keep you from leaving, and I refuse to take no for an answer…"

Hermione replied indignantly, "It took you bloody long enough to tell me! And you don't have to worry about that, I love you too!"

Draco grinned at her, before wrapping his arms around her and kissing her soundly. The crowd around them started to clap and whistle as the kiss continued. After a few minutes they broke apart, grinning like fools. Slipping his hand into his pocket, Draco fingered the small box, before kneeling on one knee. The crowd around them gasped as he opened the box to reveal the most beautiful ring with a ruby in the center flanked by diamonds. Looking up at her, Draco asked, "Even though we're technically still married right now, will you marry me…again?"

Hermione struck a pose, pretending to think about it for a few moments. Draco shifted, growing uncomfortable, and said uncertainly, "Uh, sweetheart…"

Hermione threw herself at Draco and shouted, "Of course I'll marry you again, you big idiot!"

After they had finished snogging again, Draco slipped the ring on her finger. Giving her another kiss, Draco was embarrassed when Hermione asked curiously, "Draco darling, why do you look like a pink raccoon?"

"Bloody pepper spray…"

Hermione chuckled at his tone of voice. When Draco glared at her, she replied, "I'm sorry, it sounds like you need some TLC."

"Exactly, now let's get out of here. I'm exhausted."

The couple rushed past the security station that was still hiccupping white smoke occasionally and out into the daylight.

Please review! The epilogue will be coming soon, hopefully!