A/n: This is the end…


Hermione walked around the school grounds with a sense of accomplishment. It had been eight whole years since she was here last. She was pleased to hear that the giant squid was alive and well and that Hagrid was still teaching Care of Magical creatures. As she walked hand in hand with her husband she thought about all the trouble they had to go through to keep their relationship a secret. She remembered the looks he threw at her across the dinner table, their nighttime romps in her bedroom, and the many dance practices they had to prepare for the talent showcase.

She looked to the fifth year that was guiding them around the grounds and wondered if she ever looked that tiny at the age of fifteen.

"Is there anything else you would like to see?"

But before Hermione could answer her husband told the girl that they could manage.

Looking relieved the girl thanked them and ran off back to the castle.

"But I wanted to see…"

"We'll go see it. It's only been eight years the castle hasn't changed that much." He interrupted her.

He was right of course. Except for the occasional teaching replacements Hogwarts was exactly the same as it was eight years ago. She looked to him, the eyes that were once filled with worry a few weeks ago were now filled with their usual confidence. He bent down and kissed her softly, which made Hermione revel in their soft touch.

"Plus," he whispered in her ear, "I've always wanted to do something."

Hermione knew that he was up to no good, but she followed him nonetheless.

Draco smiled as he led his wife gently back into the castle. They passed familiar paintings that waved at them eagerly and smiled from their frames. Her hand felt warm in his and he was wondering if he could convince her to do this one little thing for him.

He looked back to his wife who looked stunning in the emerald dress that was amongst the items his mum had sent over. The weather for September was very warm as if the summer sun was reluctant to go into hiding. Once they reached their destination he felt her stop next to him. He turned to her as a knowing smile crept across her face.

"You're not serious are you?" She asked, eyebrows raised.

He captured her lips in a kiss again, and pulled away gently. He grabbed her warm hand in his own and led her through the door. Once they were inside she pulled him into her and tasted him once more. He grew excited at the prospect of having her again, but now within the castle walls where their rocky relationship was still new and exciting.

He led her across the floor, their tongues tangled in an unimaginable flurry that always tingled with familiarity and passion. His lips found her neck as he led her deeper into the room. Her eyes were closed to the sensation, but she followed him without hesitation. With one pull her hair cascaded down her bare back in curly bushy ringlets.

"Draco my…." She called out.

But his lips against her silenced her protest.

His strong hand around her waist made her feel secure as he continued to lead her. His other hand found her breast easily under the V-neck dress and she let out a soft moan. She could feel his heart pounding against hers as she grew wet of the prospect of shagging him here. They stopped for an instant and before Hermione could gauge what was going on his hand found his way under the skirt of her dress. He sucked her delicate neck, which made her eyes close instantly again while pushing aside her underwear. His hand found her folds and he gently teased them. She could hear the roar in her ears get louder as she let out a moan. A noise out the corner of her ear caused her to stop.

"What was that?" she panted loudly.

She looked at him, but he didn't stop.

"No one is in here." He whispered softly.

He devoured her ear, which made her forget everything. The prospect of getting caught made her heart pump faster. She tugged at his pants as he pushed her hard into the stacks.

"Owwww…." She said smiling

"Oooh are you ok?" He said laughing rubbing her head with his free hand.

She continued to smile until it faded.

"Laughing doesn't suit you Malfoy," she said in that stern know it all voice he used to find annoying.

"Really?" He replied sneering. "And what is the little Gryffindor going to do about it?"

The evil glint in his eye reminded her of the Malfoy she knew years ago. The confident, slithering, snake that he once was. She tried to remove his hand away but failed easily, so she undid his pants instead.

"I'm going to teach you a lesson about messing with muggleborns."

Her hands made their way under the waistband of his boxers and she heard him moan.

"Draco Malfoy…" She said smiling. "Slytherin Prince? Master of the bedroom? Hmmmm…."

He continued to play with her folds. It was so hard keeping up with the act with a straight face. He felt warm and soft in her hands like butter as she teased him. He continued to suck the delicate flesh on her neck that caused her to shiver violently.

"Is that ridicule I hear?" he asked. His warm breath caused goose bumps to erupt violently on her neck.

She didn't answer.

"So you say you're going to teach me a lesson?" He asked. "Well this place is fitting isn't it?"

Hermione looked across the aisle to the other stack of books. The aisle barely fit the both of them, but she was happy to be here. She knew that out of all the places in Hogwarts that the library was the one place that he always wanted to shag in. He tugged at the thin halter strap that held her dress up which caused it to come down exposing her breasts in all of their glory.

"Yes, it is."

"Well not before I teach you first," he replied.

In one swift move he pulled down his boxers and then her underwear. He found his way in between her legs, which made her pant slightly. Without a word he probed her entrance, which caused her legs to instantly wrap around his waist.

He began to move against her with his powerful strokes. She held on for dear life as the shelves seemed to shake behind her. He caught her lips in a playful kiss as the friction grew between them. Hermione tried to keep herself quiet from fear of getting caught, but loud moans escaped her mouth as she came to her hard climax. He continued to move faster against her. This movement caused some books to fall from the shelves. Hermione half laughed half moaned as Draco finally shuddered inside her. His body collapsed against hers as she continued to laugh.

"What's so funny?" He asked smiling.

"Do you see all the damage you caused?"

He followed her gaze to the floor where at least thirty books littered the small aisle. Hermione was surprised that none had hit them during their playful romp.

He smiled at her and then pulled himself away. They dressed in silence throwing glances at one another. He grabbed her hand once they were ready to go and kissed it softly. He looked down at the ring that he gave her to show his devotion to her for life.

"I guess you did teach me something after all," he said.

"And that is?"

"That I will never be able to live without you."

She smiled in response to his words, which she knew were true.

Upon entering the great hall he couldn't help but give Harry Potter a knowing look. He was the one who used the Marauders' map to make sure that the cost was clear for the pair of them. He watched as she walked around the Great Hall catching up with old teachers and new ones. The smile that Hermione threw at everyone radiated with the natural beauty of her character. He was busy making his rounds as well, but he couldn't keep his eyes off of his wife.

"I had that look too mate," a familiar voice called over to him.

He watched as Pansy and Ron made their way over to him.

"You're right," Pansy said laughing. "It's the same look you give me."

"What are you talking about?"

"The look that says 'how could a woman like that ever be with a guy like me'?"

Draco remembered that look on Weasley's face, he remembered that look in seventh year and made fun of him for it. He could only smile in response.

"How long have you been coming to this event?" He asked.

"I think this is our fifth time coming. After the success of the first one they continued to have the talent show case every year. Last year, they asked us to perform, but you don't know how many times people were asking if you two were ever going to perform again."


Draco remembered his yearly invitation to come to the talent showcase, his first four years he decided not to go because of Julliard, the three after that he was busy with performing, this time everything fell into place. He was continuing to do Elijah's show with great success and he had a wife who loved him dearly and was always at his side. Now they were going to share the same stage where they first revealed their love to everyone. It was funny how everything seemed to come back full circle.

He felt his wife's hand slip into his own. "Are you ready?"


Hermione enjoyed everything about the night. She enjoyed being back at Hogwarts and enjoyed seeing that Hogwarts was still raising money for St. Mungo's children's ward. She watched as the students and teachers perform their talent acts. She even remembered how nerve wracking her very own performance was eight years prior. Who would have thought that she would be sharing the stage again with the love of her life that now truly belonged to her?

She remembered being afraid of Malfoy, afraid of the effect he had on her, afraid of the inevitable heartbreak that she knew was to come her seventh year. Hermione took her place on stage and realized that they needed that time apart to grow as individuals. That time apart also made her realize that her feelings for Draco Malfoy were more than just teenage puppy love and infatuation. Their relationship and their bonds transcended time and she always knew that he would somehow find his way back to her.

Hermione stood in the darkening silence. A smile crept over her face and soon she was blinded by a bright light. The butterflies in her stomach multiplied ten fold fluttering their rampant wings against the lining of her stomach.

A strong hand made contact to her face. A familiar hand that privately traced the curves of her body, a hand that she used to dream and crave was finally hers. The same hand that felt so familiar that her skin prickled with anticipation. His other was placed delicately on her waist and his eyes found her amongst the blinding light they were both used to. His cool gray

eyes sent chills down her body because they were now filled with the same love and lust that she witnessed on this stage eight years ago.

Then the music began to play… and Hermione knew that she would share the stage forever with Draco Malfoy.

A/n: So there it is… so sorry for the late update, but my summer job was intense and I was looking for an apartment at the same time. Thanks for all the amazing reviews and thanks to everyone who read this story. This fic was definitely my favorite to write so far and I am grateful to all of you as my readers. I will be starting a new fic soon called "Letters to No One." It is a Hrm/Sev fic that will be dark, twisty, angst-y and sexy of course.

As Always…and Forever… Cherbi161