Hehehe, guess who's back from vacation and on a sugar high from sitting in a car for 6 hours??? (Nod, nod) Yup, I'm back. And I got to see InuYasha! (Dances in circles) (Grins) So, I hope you guys are still reading this!!!! A huge thank you to all my reviewers.

Oh, and this chapter is a bit, how you say, corny. (Eats some corn) You have been warned. (It's the sugar high =p)

And guess what! THIS IS THE END OF THIS FIC! (CRY!!!) But I am pleased with how this turned out . . .



"Can you believe it, it's all over," said Ron, looking back at Hogwarts as they all moved to board the train. Bags had been packed, stuff had been found, and people had said good bye to the professors (although Harry and Draco pointedly disappeared for that).

"Yeah, a lot happened in just one month," Hermione agreed, slinging her bag over her shoulder; it had a few books she intended to read during the trip, and a few other things that she had yet to let Ron know what they were.

Harry had to agree as well, while he was grinning at Draco. The four of them made their way to the back, back compartment. Hermione was very happy about something, Draco noticed, but he didn't know what about.

"By the way," Hermione said, "Thanks for admitting I won." She grinned at Ron, who rolled his eyes and sighed.

"What else could I have done?" Ron said, even though he didn't sound too put off about it.

Draco nodded to Hermione and Ron, "Harry and I'll get our stuff in the luggage, we'll be right back," he said, and he and Harry left.

Hermione glanced at them as they left, nodding as well. When she couldn't see them anymore, she turned back to Ron, and said, "You know, don't I get my prize now?"

"Ummmm," Ron didn't want to give up ten galleons; he'd still have to pay Draco back and where in the world would he get ten galleons??? But maybe he could get Hermione to give up on it - but then one glance at Hermione's face told him otherwise.

"C'mon Ron, you even admitted I won!" Hermione said, almost impatiently.

"Are you actually getting mad at me?" Ron asked, almost incredulously.

Hermione gave an impatient sigh. "Yes I am! For just over two weeks you have owed me ten galleons and I KNOW you have them and you won't give them to me and I want to know why!"

She paused, and then looked at the ground a bit embarrassed. "Sorry."

Ron looked taken aback. "Why are you sorry? I should be."

Hermione still stared at the ground. She looked like she was teetering on the edge of saying something.

"Hermione?"

She glanced up at him, and then, stepped forward and quite suddenly, Ron found himself being kissed by Hermione Granger.

Almost immediately, Hermione stepped back, and looked down at the ground again. "Sorry," she said again.

Ron shook his head. "Still nothing to be sorry about," he said, looking at her seriously. This time, he leaned forward, and kissed her.

"About time!" came Harry's voice, and both Hermione and Ron jumped.

"Agreed. You two took longer than us to get together," Draco said. The cheesy romantic mood was destroyed as Hermione chucked a book at Draco and Harry.

"Hey, hey!" Draco said, ducking, "That's a huge book! You could take my eye out!"

"That's the plan," Hermione informed him, "Accio book!" The book flew back into her hand and she chucked it at Draco again.

"Stop!" Draco said, ducking again, "Geez, what did I do to you?"

"Nothing, really," Hermione said, "But this is fun," she said, summoning the book and throwing it at Draco again.

"For who," Draco muttered as he dived to the side and the book just barely missed Harry, who flinched a little bit, and then grabbed it so that Hermione couldn't get it back.

"Ruin my entertainment. . . how rude . . ." Hermione said. "I'll have to start my new entertainment," she added.

Draco raised an eyebrow, "If it involves snogging with Ron, do tell me in advance so I can run away screaming."

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Hardly. If I really wanted to be entertained, I'd force you and Harry to go at it on top of the train . . . hmm, come to think of it, that's a bloody brilliant idea!"

A picture of Draco and him stuck on the top of the train, forced to snog as well, flashed through Harry's mind and he involuntarily squeaked.

"Yeah," Hermione said, "That's what I thought. But no, I have something better to pass the time with."

"And that would be?"

Hermione grinned quite innocently, considering just how un-innocent she was. "Honestly, from the way you're looking at me, you would think I was about to put a curse on your ore something!"

"Well, I wouldn't put it past you," Harry said.

"That was just low, Harry," Hermione replied, drawing out her wand. But then she put it away and grinned, "Don't worry, this is a perfectly harmless game!"

"A game, eh?" Draco exchanged a Look with Harry and Ron. They knew Hermione could be pretty devious when it came to games.

"What kind game?" asked Ron. He looked very doubtful that it would be a nice, innocent, 'G' rated game.

"Oh, I was thinking," Hermione said slowly, "Strip poker, perhaps?"

The three boys eyes got incredibly wide.

'Typically, that would be something Hermione would suggest,' Harry sighed to himself. 'I wonder if we have a choice.' He decided to figure that out. "Do we have a choice in whether or not we want to play?" he asked.

"Well, gee, what do you think?" Hermione asked innocently.

"Forget I asked," replied Harry.

"Just us or others?" Draco finally said.

"Depends."

"On what?"

"On whether or not I can get other people to play with us," Hermione answered happily. "I'll be right back!" She ran out of the compartment, and the three boys turned to each other.

No one spoke for the longest minute, and then Harry sighed. "She's serious, isn't she?"

Draco gave him a 'well, duh' look. Harry grinned; he had expected that. Now all he really had to worry about was that, well, he had never played poker in his life.

"Ummm," Harry said, breaking the silence again, "How much longer d'you think she'll take?"

Ron shrugged, as did Draco. Harry sighed; he wasn't that good at poker. He knew that Draco was very good at it, and Ron was that bad, and he didn't know about Hermione, but, still, the odds were not looking good to him.

"Hey, two weeks until the cup," Ron reminded them, "So, act excited!"

"That was a bit of a topic change," Draco remarked, but nodded, "Indeed, I am excited."

"I've heard flobberworms sound more excited," Harry replied drolly, although he then grinned.

"So bite me," Draco replied, grinning back.

"I will," Harry warned.

"Not in front of me!" Ron said quickly.

"Hey!" Harry said, "Do you really think I'd jump Draco in front of you, Ron?" He put a hurt look on his face.

"No," Ron replied, a malicious grin on his face, "But I do think Draco would jump you in front of me."

It was Draco's turn to look scandalized. "Honestly," he muttered, but grinned nonetheless, and Harry wouldn't put it past him to actually jump him.

About then, Hermione returned, with a few people. Three, to be exact. After a moment, Harry realized that any more people, and they wouldn't have fit into the compartment, even though the last one was the largest compartment on the train.

Makato and Jasmine Lee entered the room, followed by Chris, a tall 6th year with blue eyes and brown hair.

"Hello, then," Harry said, nodding to them.

"I got them to play, so let's play," Hermione said.

"I'll deal," Draco said, grabbing the cards. No one argued, and within a few minutes, the game was going.

Needless to say, they all did end up having fun, even if Harry found himself to be the first one out (they played down to underwear, cos they're not THAT perverted!).

At the end of the car ride, Hermione had won the game, with only losing her robe and sweater. Chris came in second, with his pants and undershirt still on. Makato and Jasmine were in bra's and skirts, and Draco had only his pants on, as did Ron (where did all of Draco's luck go?)

However, it was still a good way to pass the time, and too soon Harry heard the train whistle blow to indicate they were pulling into the station.

Everyone got their clothes on (Jasmine, Makato, and Chris conveniently left so Hermione, Ron, Draco, and Harry could have a nice, long, five page good bye full of cheesy corniness.), and disembarked from the train.

"Well, I guess . . . I'll see you all in two weeks," Harry said, sighing. He brightened up a little, "Two weeks isn't that long . . . it could have been all summer."

"Yeah!" Hermione grinned, "Don't worry," she said, so she could add her 'Hermione's words of comfort and wisdom', "Everything will work out for you Harry! You're the most famous wizard ever, and even though everyone should thank you every day for saving them, they don't, but still. You'll be fine."

At this point, Ron looked close to passing out from the corniness of that, so he gave Harry his 'Ron's words of humor': "Better you than me." He paused. "Wait, I didn't mean it like that!"

Harry sweat dropped, ala anime style, which caused Draco to sweat drop as well. Passing wizards glanced curiously at the two of them.

And then it was time for the heart warming touching good bye as Harry and Draco separated from each other for two whole weeks.

Hermione and Ron suddenly made themselves absent (in the nearest broom closet, heh heh) and Draco and Harry were facing each other. You could practically see the sparkly background and hear the soft violin music.

"This isn't the end, you know," Draco said softly.

"I know," Harry replied, "I'll see you in two weeks."

Draco shook his head. "No, I mean this story isn't over yet!"

"Oh!" Harry said, feeling a mite sheepish. "Well, I guess I'll see you then."

"Yeah."

They stood there, sort of just staring at each other, until Hermione and Ron reappeared and pushed Draco and Harry together so they could have a sweet, simple, chaste kiss.

Oh, who are we kidding? That kiss was anything but simple and chaste.

Finally, however, the need for air became a huge issue, and Draco and Harry broke apart. They grinned at each other as they walked through the barrier.

"There you are," said Uncle Vernon angrily. "Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting?"

Draco raised an eyebrow, and mouthed, 'Who's that?'

Harry sighed, and muttered, "My uncle. See you around." He turned to his uncle, and they set off. Draco watched Harry go, and just as Harry was about to turn the corner to exit the station, he turned around, and winked.

Draco grinned.

As he walked to where his mother would be waiting, he could have sworn he heard an angry female voice saying, "YOU OWE ME TEN GALLEONS RONALD WEASLEY!"

THE END



Wait, this needs an epilogue.

Or something.

So, without further ado, I present, 'The Epilogue'

EPILOGUE

Harry sighed, "Only one more week, and then I can go to the Weasleys. I hope Ron and them are all right."

He had, of course, written Draco every day, but Ron had written him only once to say two things: first, Hermione was already there, and second, he couldn't write anymore until Errol recovered from a long journey.

Speaking of owls, however, Harry realized Draco hadn't replied to his last owl. "I wonder if Hedwig got there ok," Harry muttered to himself.

That was when he heard the tapping on the glass. "Hedwig!" He said automatically, moving to the window to open it for his owl.

He nearly fainted with shock to see not only Hedwig, but also a blonde haired, blue-eyed boy grinning at him.





So was that an epilogue, or a preview for my next fic???? If I get enough inspiration, I might write a quick fic about Draco's stay at the Dursleys. What do you think? Should I write it or not?

Oh yeah, and I might add another dream later, as well as a proper chapter 25. But first, I have to write a GW fic for a contest, so ja ne til I'm done with that!!!