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A/N: Due to popular demand, here is ANOTHER chapter, of Drawing Circles Round The Moon. I have been begged through e-mails, reviews and even my mate who called me in the middled of the night and started screaming at me! It was very weird. There is only going to be this last chapter to wrap everything up, after that NO MORE! I HAVE OTHER STORIES THAT REALLY REALLY NEED WORK AS WELL AS TWO NEW ONES THAT I AM TRYING TO CONCENTRATE ON!
"Well... almost." Angelo said, pointing out Kelly and Miranda, who were talking to a first year girl and her twin brother.
"I hope they're Weasley's... or it just won't be good enough!"
"Oh yeah, they are but thet're obsure relatives... forth cousins twice removed on my father's side... or something... like that... I have no idea! But that's Tommy and Linda Weasley. And so far this year they have cause trouble worthy of the great Fred and George."
Both paused and put a hand to their chests in honor of the great Fred and George.
"I have a question for you Dru..." Angelo said and bit his bottom lip.
"What's that then?"
"Drucial Potter-Malfoy." he dropped to one knee in front of her, in the middle of the entrance hall, in front of half the school. "Will you marry me?"
Drucial was speechless. Angelo started to look worried and she found her voice again. "Yes! Of course I will!" she managed before she jumped on him, flattening him to the ground and smothering him in kisses. "I love you so much Angelo Weasley! But I have a condition..."
Angelo looked worried as Drucial's face became very serious. "What? I'll do anything for you. Anything!" he said, hoping that 'anything' didn't include something that would get him killed or put in Azkaban.
"I am remaining a Potter-Malfoy." She said stubbonly and he laughed.
"You can be cricket if you want! Just so long as you're mine I don't care!"
"I do..." Angelo said, somewhat more nervous than he was before.
"You may kiss my precious granddaughter."
Angelo pulled up Drucial's veil and kissed her softly on the lips. "YUK! That is so disgusting!"
Laughs rose up from the onlookers of the ceremony, but Harry looked far from impressed. "Nicholas Potter-Malfoy! You will be quiet this instant!"
"Yes father." The boy sighed dejectedly.
"You will be the death of me..." Harry mumbled. "You're too much like your daddy." And he wasn't wrong. Nicholas had silver blonde hair, grey eyes, and was the most gorgeous kid you had ever seen, even at nine years old. "Heaven forbid what will happen when you turn up at Hogwarts!"
Nicholas grinned and ran off after his sister. Draco lay his head on Harry's shoulder and smiled. "And to think you could have missed all of this."
"You are never going to let me forget it are you."
"Nope." Draco said, snuggling deeper. He was just about ready to go to sleep.
"Well, I wouldn't have missed any of this for the world."
and they lived hapily ever after? END!