A/N: Well this is it. The epilogue to 'In Love and War'. Let me tell you how much it has meant that so many of you have responded in the way that you have to my writing. It gives me great pleasure to read each and every review to my stories, even if I don't reply to some. Just know that you are heard. When I first began this story, I never imagined it would have as many readers as it does now. And none of it would be possible without you, my fans. So thank you. Oh and...finishing this left me feeling kind of empty. So...I started a new fic! And it's cookie is at the end of the epilogue. I will have the first chapter up sometime. Although I must warn you that it is not yet complete and I won't be posting it until I have at least three chapters written. Thanks for your patience through this story. I do so appreciate it.
The gentle squeezing of my hands brought me back to the present. How long ago that all seemed to be, and what a wonder it is that it led to this day. Me standing in front of Harry Potter, the man I love, and the man I am about to marry.
He's smiling at me now, and everyone is looking expectantly at us. But I don't notice. All I see is his face, and his happiness.
A tear starts to slide down my cheek, and I he wipes it away before it reaches my chin. These are not the tears of sadness that had once paved the path of my life, but instead tears of joy and wonder. I can not actually believe that I am here.
For a moment, until the redness in my cheeks go away and my embarrasment abates, I look down and see myself. I'm dressed in white flowing robes that delicately covers my nine-month-pregnant belly. The small 'crown' of ivory leaves that sits atop my head starts to slide foreward a little bit and I look back at him.
Harry is beautiful, dressed in a traditional suit. It astounds me how he can make something so ordinary seem so elegant.
I continue to look at my surroundings, wanting to remember everything about the moment I married the man that I was meant to be with, the father of my child. The cherry blossoms trees are in full bloom, and the spring winds blow slightly in a gentle breeze. The pink leaves decorate the ground and float down all around us. Bubbles fall enchantingly from the sky and dissapear before they hit our guests.
Everything is perfect, a dream.
And I hope that I never wake up.
Harry smiled. "The minister asked you a question."
"Oh, sorry." I grinned sheepishly and looked to the minister.
"Draco, will you now recite your vows as Mr. Potter has, in the presence of your loved ones?"
I nodded and took a deep breath.
"Harry, I don't know what to say. I met you when I was a child of 11 years, and I was immediately intrigued by you." I paused, and grinned. "Except you weren't too fond of me. I suppose that I deserved to be turned away, because I was a snot at that age. Spoiled and disciplined into someone I didn't recognize myself. But one thing hasn't changed since then. Everynight before bed, I would hope that somewhere out there, there was someone who could love me and that I could love in return. I dreamed of a life and a family. I always believed that life was cruel, that though I had all the material things, I would never have what I wanted most. And then...you came back into my life. You proved to me that I was still a child, and that I had a lot of growing up to do, even if I didn't realize it at the time. With you, I've grown and learned and done things I never would have thought of doing...like eating at a table with 8 other people and using those wretched things you call chop sticks. But with you, the most amazing thing happened. You taught me to believe, even living in a world of magic, that dreams can actually be real. And if they aren't...well Harry. I hope I never wake up."
It took all I had not to kiss him right then.
"Please present the rings."
I turned and grabbed my ring from Ron, and Draco turned to grab his from Ms. Norbury.
"Do you, Harry James Potter, agree to take this man, Draco Lucius Malfoy as your lawfully wedded husband. To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, 'till death do you part?"
"I do." I placed the ring on Draco's finger.
"Do you, Draco Lucius Malfoy, agree to take this man, Harry James Potter as your lawfully wedded husband. To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, 'till death do you part?"
"You may now seal this union with a kiss."
The kiss was
Incredible. Like nothing I had ever experienced in my entire
Life. This was it. The kiss that meant forever. It felt like I could do this
"Um...I think my water just broke..."
A/N: Ok, first of all, if I got the whole ceremony part wrong, don't blame me! I haven't been to a wedding in a while, and I just decided to wing it. So that's it, for this. Now...the cookie to my upcoming fic. I hope you enjoy both, equally. Thanks for your time and devotion. Read, Review, and as always, Enjoy!!
Title: Consequence of Chance
Characters/Pairings: Harry/Draco (as the main pairing. May be more in story)
Rating: PG-13 (for this chapter...on the basis that it's slash.)
Warnings: Language (for right now)
Summary: A secret council, formed eons ago when magic was first being used by civilized peoples, takes it upon itself to determine whether events in the fabric of time should occur or if they should be stopped. One of their decisions has to be reversed, but in it's reversal causes consequences they could not forsee. When the savior of the wizarding world and the heir to the Malfoy line get caught up in a world they can't be sure is real, and half the time can't remember, what will become of the wizarding world's fate, and of fate itself?
It does not do, to dwell on dreams, and forget to live.
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"You'll soon find out that some wizarding families are better than others, Potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there."
"Forgive me, Manu. But it seems that we've seen this particular incident before. We decided that Harry James Potter would befriend Draco Lucius Malfoy, and that the wizarding world would benefit more so from that particular course in action. Now, on to the next-"
"Excuse me, Memuneh. I have uncovered events in that timeline which lead me to believe that our decision was made in haste, and that we should reconsider this particular choice."
The dark room enveloped in silence.
"When Mr. Potter befriends Mr. Malfoy, the joining of the two eventually results in a power so great that it becomes a new threat altogether. Mr. Riddle would be taken care of, however, the wizarding world would know a greater power. One that even we might not even be able to control."
"See for yourself."
More silence. A whirl of images, spanning a lifetime.
"I see no reason-"
"Look at the facts! What is our motto, Memuneh?"
"Bring power to balance, bring balance to power."
"As the old adage goes, 'Absolute power Corrupts absolutely.' It must be stopped."
Anger. "The timeline showed no sign of corruption!"
"Neither did Riddle's. Look at him now. He fancies himself a Dark Lord. He terrorizes the magical world, because we refused to believe that the power in him could be contained by Albus."
"Are we yet past the juncture in which it will be too late?" Fearful now.
"No. We still have the chance to make it right, as we failed to do with Riddle."
"Council shall vote: Those in favor of overturning our previous decision?"
Twelve hands raised simultaneously in the dark room.
A loud ring, resonated throughout the chamber in finality.
"Then so be it. I, Memuneh, hereby authorize use of the Chance Turner. Harry James Potter shall NOT befriend Draco Lucius Malfoy."
"So Shall it Be." rang out in unison.