Here's the last chapter! I'm sorry for finishing it so quickly and abruptly. As much as I would have loved to add a few more chapters, I'm not finding much time for writing fan fiction right now. Thank you for all your reviews- they are greatly appreciated. Well, here it is, enjoy!

One and a half years later-

Harry exited Honeydukes and crossed the street to Nox, the new café-bar that recently opened in Hogsmeade. He pushed open the door and searched through the crowded space for his friends.

"You're late," Dean remarked as Harry approached the corner table.

"Happy Valentine's Day, Harry!" Hermione squealed, greeting Harry with a kiss on the cheek.

"Happy V-Day, Mione," Harry replied. "And, Dean- since you complained, I guess you don't get any of Honeyduke's Caramel Hearts!" Harry sang as he pulled out the bright red tin from behind his back.

He left his friends fighting over the chocolate and headed for the bar, smiling at the blonde bartender behind the glass-topped counter.

"Love Me, please," Harry ordered, naming the house specialty cocktail.

"I already do," Draco answered.

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Harry cleaned down the last table with a wave of his wand and turned off the lights with another flick. Glancing at his watch, he headed for the kitchen, which was completely dark except for some lit candles placed around the counters. Harry let his eyes adjust, then saw Draco sitting atop the middle table, along with the last piece of chocolate cake and two glasses of wine.

"I didn't know this place served food after 1 am," Harry commented.

Draco laughed softly. "I have special privileges."

"Yeah? Are you dating the owner?" Harry asked, picking up one of the glasses.

"Something like that," Draco replied, lightly tapping his wine glass against Harry's.

"Happy Valentine's Day, Harry."

"Happy Valentine's Day, co-owner."

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Draco blew out the last candle while Harry waited at the door, holding it open.

"Ready?" Harry asked, holding out his hand. "Let's go home."

Draco smiled and took it.

Home.

That sounded just about right to him.