You Set Me Free

By Duck Goddess

Disclaimer: I'm getting sick of this already. I do NOT own Harry Potter.

basketball15 – I'm glad you found it funny even though I don't know which part is funny…

NikkiEvans – Sorry, I doubt there'll be any more sequels. I'm going to be working on a totally different universe. Hope you like this chapter!

eatingmania – Seriously, what is so funny? Tiff was laughing her arse off as well…I'm glad you FINALLY read the sixth book! All the H/G bits! And R/Hr! Hehehe.

A/N: This is the last chapter of You Set Me Free. I don't think there will be any more sequels or anything. I'll miss this universe so much! I'll probably subconsciously add Leah to my other fic or something.

Chapter Ten – Epilogue

11:00 am, July 11th, 2001. The Burrow.

Ginny sat in her room, hardly believing that today was the day. It was finally becoming official. She looked over at Leah and Hermione and grinned. They grinned back, which was a rare thing from Hermione since she had been having mood swings ever since she became pregnant.

She looked in the mirror and frowned. She still looked like the 16-year-old Ginny but things were very different. She was 19 years old (nearly 20) and had just finished her second year of Healer Training. Hermione had already finished her third year and was about to become a proper Healer.

When Draco graduated, Ginny was forced to see him only once a month. They were both extremely busy – he had Auror training and she had NEWTs and Head Girl duties. Good thing I had SOME fun in seventh year – I would have gone mad if I didn't.

Leah had just turned 20 and was a reporter for the Daily Prophet. This was good for her and Colin as she got to spend time with him at work. Colin was 20 as well and worked as a photographer. They were engaged and were planning to get married in December.

Ron and Hermione still bickered like an old, married couple. The last part was true except they weren't old. Ron had proposed to her on the night of their graduation ceremony. Mrs. Weasley was so thrilled that she didn't even shout at the twins when they played endless pranks on them.

They got married at the end of Ginny's seventh year and they were expecting their baby in late August. Ron was now the Head of Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

Draco and Harry worked finished their Auror Training and were about to become actual Aurors in September. Ginny smiled at the thought of them. Was it only four years ago when Draco had saved Ginny at that Quidditch match?

"Ginny!" a voice cried out. She snapped out of her thoughts to find her mother standing over her.

"You need to get dressed! Oh, we need to fix your hair and make-up! Oh, I can't believe my baby's getting married!" Mrs. Weasley said hysterically, flinging her arms around Ginny and sobbing.

"Mum, get a grip on yourself!" Ginny said even though she was smiling. Leah and Hermione grinned in the background.

"You're getting married to Draco Malfoy! Oh, he's so polite and kind! It would be a miracle if he could put up with a person like you!" Mrs. Weasley gushed.

"Mum! Are you saying I'm impolite and cruel?" Ginny said, giving her mum a hurt look.

"Well, you've always had a temper," Mrs. Weasley said, pink in the face. Leah and Hermione giggled.

It was strange, to have her mother call Draco Malfoy polite and kind. Four years ago, Draco was the impolite and cruel one. Ever since the day her family saw her with him at St. Mungo's, Draco was extremely nice to the Weasleys. Mrs. Weasley immediately fell in love with him when he gave her flowers and complimented her cooking excessively.

It still took a lot to impress Ginny's brothers. Mr. Weasley quickly softened when Draco started making a conversation about electricity. But Ginny's brothers remained adamant and stubborn.

When the Weasleys invited Draco, Harry and Hermione to dinner, Ginny found out that her brothers were plotting against him. Draco became the newest victim of Fred and George's pranks, Bill and Charlie's threats related to goblins, curses, dragons and the male reproductive organ and Ron's muggle dueling.

Ginny quickly Bat-Bogey-Hexed all of them when she saw what Draco looked like. Their wives didn't complain. Instead, Fleur, Emma, Angelina, Alicia and Hermione called their husbands insensitive bastards and apologized for their behaviour.

Soon, Bill, Charlie, Fred and George accepted the fact that their baby sister was going out with a Malfoy and stopped plotting against him. But Ron still shot Draco glares at other dinners and tried to convince Ginny to break up with him at other dinners.

After a particular fight, Harry talked to him and convinced him that Draco was a good person. Now, Draco was good friends with everyone in Ginny's family and surprisingly, seemed to get along best with Ron out of her brothers.

"Ginny! Stop daydreaming!" Hermione snapped. Ginny looked up again. Leah was applying make-up to her face and Hermione and Mrs. Weasley were tackling her fiery mane.

"I can't believe you're getting married," Hermione said breathlessly.

"You're married," Ginny pointed out, "To my BROTHER."

"Yeah, well, you used to hate Draco," Leah countered, defending the bridesmaid, "Now stop talking."

"You hated Ron in some aspects too. You told me you wished he would stop being an oblivious prat and snog you senseless," Ginny said, coughing at the powder Leah put on her face. (A/N: Powder face! Okay, never mind, inside joke)

Mrs. Weasley paused and looked at Hermione with a raised eyebrow. Hermione blushed furiously and gave Ginny an evil look. She smirked.

"Seriously, stop talking, Gin," Leah ordered, applying lip gloss.

Soon, the three women stopped.

"You're done!" they said in unison. Ginny looked in the mirror and raised her eyebrows. She sure looked different.

Her hair was up in an elegant twist and - (A/N: I'm not good at describing the make-up aspect so I'll just skip it)

"Oh, Ginny, you look beautiful!" Mrs. Weasley exclaimed and started crying again.

"Draco will be crawling at your feet," Leah said, smirking.

"Okay, it's time to get dressed," Hermione ordered, bringing her dress out.

Ginny soon came out. She didn't have her usual jeans and t-shirt on and looked completely different from her normal self. She was now wearing a long, flowing, white dress with spaghetti straps.

It was very simple but Ginny looked very pretty nonetheless. She wasn't wearing robes because Mr. Weasley begged her to have a Muggle-style wedding.

"Oh no, Molly's crying even more," Hermione complained as Mrs. Weasley bawled on her shoulder.

"It's okay, Mum," Ginny soothed.

"I – I just, you're – you're the last – last one. Now Arthur – and I have to live alone!" Mrs. Weasley managed to say in between sobs. Ginny sighed.

"Don't worry, Mum. We'll still come to Sunday dinners at The Burrow," Ginny soothed.

"Alright then. You and Colin can come too, dear," Mrs. Weasley said, looking at Leah.

"We'd love to," she replied, grinning.

"Are you okay now?" Ginny asked.

"Fine, dear. Now, one last word before the wedding: behave yourself. Try not to be so annoying to poor Draco. And please, give me some grandchildren soon!"

Ginny blushed at her mother's last words.

"Oh, they will give you grandchildren soon at the rate they're going," Leah said, sniggering.

Mr. Weasley suddenly appeared.

"Ginny, you look beautiful," he said, "I just got back from Ron's room. Harry and Blaise are trying to calm Draco down. They're not doing a very good job from the looks of it."

"Well, Ginny's the opposite. She's been very calm," Hermione said. They all looked at Ginny and she smiled weakly.

"That's strange," Leah commented, frowning, "Normally, Ginny would be the one who's freaking out and Draco would be calm and cool."

"Yeah," Hermione agreed, "That is strange." They were all silent for a moment, wondering how that happened. Then, Mr. Weasley left, saying that he couldn't take the silence any longer.

Draco paced up and down in Ron's room, muttering and swearing under his breath.

"Draco, calm down. You're in love with Ginny!" Blaise tried.

"Yeah, Drakey," Harry said, hoping that the dreaded nickname would distract him. It didn't.

"How come it isn't working?" Harry hissed.

"I don't know. He doesn't normally act like this," the best man whispered.

"I'm getting married. I'm getting married. To Ginny Weasley! I'm getting married!" Draco said hysterically.

Then, Ron came inside and stopped at the sight of Draco.

"He's still at it?" he asked.

"Yup," Harry and Blaise replied.

"Well, not to freak you out anymore, Draco, but the wedding's about to start. So you'd better come to the garden," Ron said.

"Aarrgghh!" Draco yelped.

"Geez, Draco, you should be really happy. You're marrying the love of your life!" Blaise said.

"Okay. Okay. I'm calm," Draco breathed.

"That's good. Now, let's go," Ron said and he left the room. Draco tried to peek into Ginny's room as they walked down the stairs but Mrs. Weasley's look told him better.

Draco, Harry and Blaise stood at the back of the garden, waiting for Ginny, Leah and Hermione to arrive. Then, the music started and Draco held his breath. I can do this, he chanted in his head.

Bill and Fleur's 8-year-old daughter, walked first, with Charlie's 6-year-old son. Everyone 'aww'ed at the sight but Draco was too distracted. Blurs of blue (Hermione) and pink (Leah) walked down the aisle and stood across Harry and Blaise.

Then, Ginny appeared. Draco's jaw dropped. She looked radiant. For once, she looked peaceful and she had a small smile on her face. Ginny linked arms with Mr. Weasley and they started to walk across the garden. Mr. Weasley had a smile of glee on his face as he was finally witnessing a Muggle-style wedding.

In a few seconds, Ginny stood beside him.

"Heard you were freaking out," she said out of the corner of her mouth as she listened to Mr. Weasley speak.

"I wasn't freaking out," Draco lied smoothly.

"Uh-huh. Whatever you want to believe," Ginny whispered with a smirk on her face. Soon, they were pronounced man and wife and their family (well, Ginny's family) and friends cheered.

"I finally got to see a Muggle wedding!" Mr. Weasley exclaimed with happiness.

They went back inside and the reception started. Everyone sat down and ate and Blaise stood up to make his speech.

"I've known Draco my whole life and he has never been in love. Until he met Ginny. Everyone who knew them thought they would never fall in love – they grew up to hate each other and were bitter enemies. But it all started when Draco rescued Ginny at a Quidditch match and since then, he has blabbered endlessly about how great she is. I haven't met another couple who love each other more and I hope they continue loving each other, despite the obstacles. To Draco and Ginny!" Blaise said, raising his glass.

Soon after that, everyone started to dance and Ginny sighed happily in Draco's arms.

"This is wonderful," she said blissfully as Fred and George turned Bill's daughter into a peacock.

"That was good," Draco said to her afterwards.

"Yup. Nothing bad happened," Ginny replied, grinning. She remembered Ron and Hermione's wedding when Fred and George slipped a few potions and Skiving Snackboxes into the food.

"I love you, Weasley," Draco said affectionately.

"I love you too, Malfoy," Ginny replied and they kissed. Draco pulled away.

"Well, Molly asked me when we were giving her some grandchildren. Do you want to?" he asked slyly.

"I would love to," she replied, smirking.

A Year Later

"I AM SO GONNA KICK YOUR ARSE AFTER THIS, DRACO LUCIUS MALFOY! THIS IS YOUR ENTIRE FUCKING FAULT! YOU COULDN'T KEEP YOUR FUCKING REPRODUCTIVE ORGAN OUT OF ME SO NOW I AM MEANT TO SUFFER! I AM NEVER, EVER HAVING SEX AGAIN UNLESS YOU GIVE BIRTH TO THE FUCKING BABY!" Ginny screamed.

Hermione tried to reassure Draco.

"All women do that when they give birth. I even made Ron scream since I hurt his hand so much," she said, smiling.

"That's good to know," Draco said, smiling weakly.

"Okay, Ginny? It's alright. The baby doesn't want to hear you swear," Draco said, trying to calm her down.

"OH YOU TRY NOT TO FUCKING SWEAR WHEN YOU'RE IN THIS SITUATION! AARRGGHH!"

"Okay, push, Ginny!" Hermione ordered. Ginny screamed and swore some more (Draco was sure that she broke his fingers) and soon, a baby girl was in her mother's arms.

"Say hello to everyone, baby," Ginny cooed.

"She looks so weird!" Blaise said in awe.

Ginny threw him an angry look.

"She does!" Blaise said defensively.

It was true. The baby had Draco's white-blonde hair and Ginny's brown eyes. Ginny could already see that she inherited the Weasley freckles and the Malfoys' pale skin.

"She's unique," Leah corrected him, "All the guys will love her."

The room was very crowded. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Bill, Fleur, Laurel (their 9-year-old daughter), Arthur (their 5-year-old son), Charlie, Emma, Drew (their 7-year-old son), Fred, Angelina, Rosa (their 3-year-old daughter), George, Alicia, Julia (their 3-year-old daughter), Ron, Hermione, James (their 8-month-old son), Harry, Leah, Colin and Blaise all wanted to hold the newborn baby.

"She's going to have so many cousins," Emma commented.

"Yeah," Ginny said, grinning, "And aunts and uncles."

"What are you going to call her?" Laurel asked excitedly.

"We don't know," Draco replied.

"But we have decided on something," Ginny said quickly.

"Blaise, would you like to be the baby's godfather?" Draco asked. Blaise's jaw dropped. He was about to shake his head but Draco glared at him.

"Ahem – I'd love to," he said hastily.

"Okay, I am the Healer in this room so I suggest we give Ginny some rest. Now go!" Hermione snapped and everyone left.

"I'd better get back. You'll be able to leave in two days. There'll be a celebration at The Burrow so you'd better go straight there. I'll check on you tomorrow," Hermione said.

"Thanks, Herm," Ginny said, grinning. She left and Ginny looked at Draco.

"Well, what should her name be?" she asked.

"Er…not Molly," Draco said quickly.

"Not Narcissa," Ginny said, glaring, "How about Leah?"

"What? Why?" Draco asked, shocked.

"Well, Leah doesn't get to be godmother because Blaise's future wife gets to be. So she should at least be her namesake," Ginny reasoned.

"Okay. What about her middle name?"

"Ginevra," Ginny said quickly, "Molly's my middle name and Lucius is yours."

"Welcome to the family, Leah Ginevra Malfoy," Draco said softly. Ginny smiled and slowly rocked Leah. They were going to be happy, no matter what. Even if Harry stuck pins into a voodoo doll of Draco that really did work.

A/N: That's it! I'm going to miss this fic so much…please review! Oh yeah, if you like this story, read my upcoming fic – I'll Always Remember You! I've also posted a one-shot called Some Sisterly Advice soon. If you read it, review!