I am sad to see my story come to an end but at the same time I feel as if I have accomplished this great task. I began writing it in August of 2007 and posting January 08, it's far from perfect but I enjoyed writing every bit of it and it became my favorite escape. I want to thank you all for reading, all of your comments, or just clicking on the link it made this journey that much sweeter. Here is the final chapter and as always happy reading!

Chapter 42


"I Do"

Draco Malfoy sat at his desk going over some files he brought home from the office. He was an unspeakable, in the Department of Mysteries. He enjoyed his job, he didn't have to answer anyone's questions and he could just keep to himself. His wife, Astoria, was upstairs probably asleep by now and Draco for the life of him couldn't figure out why he decided to bring his work home. Well, since it's here I might as well finish it he thought to himself.

Earlier that morning he and his wife took their son Scorpius to the train station to send him off for his first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Draco smiled when he thought about how excited Scorpius was about going off to Hogwarts and how as soon as the feast was over he wrote home to tell him that he got into Ravenclaw, at least it's not Gryffindor. There was a tap on the window behind him. He spun around in his chair and opened the window to let the owl on the ledge in. He untied the parchment from his leg…

"This better be from Finch-Fletchley about those documents I requested", he stated aloud as he unrolled the parchment. He swore under his breath as the parchment slipped from his hands across the floor and under the couch. Draco got up from his chair and went over to the couch. He got down on his hands and knees, slid his hand under the couch and felt around for the piece of paper. He felt the parchment and was pulling it out when something grazed the back of his hand. After removing the parchment from the dusty space under the couch he stuck his hand back under feeling around for the thing that grazed him. Once he found it he had to yank it from its position stuck in the springs of the couch. It was a dusty envelope. He stood up and blew the dust from the envelope as he sat back down behind his desk. He opened the old envelope that was addressed to him…

You are cordially invited

To the wedding of

Ronald Bilius Weasley and Hermione Jean Granger,

On Saturday, the thirty first of October 2002 at five pm

At the InterContinental Hotel, London

Please respond by September Thirtieth


This has been under my couch for fifteen years? Draco shrugged and tossed it into the wastebasket. It landed face down and there was some handwriting on the back. Writing that he knew belonged to Hermione, he reached in the basket and pulled out the letter. His heart stopped when he read what she had written. He didn't have time to sort out his feelings as his wife entered the room…

"Draco darling, when are you coming to bed?" Astoria didn't wait for an answer when she saw his face, "What's wrong?"

"Absolutely nothing", he smiled at her. "I'm coming right now", he slid the letter into the stack of files he was reading.

He walked over to his wife and kissed her on the forehead, "I love you", he whispered. He wrapped his arms around her and they went up to bed.


I know things have gotten overly complicated and I have no right to drag you through all of my nonsense and I know you don't want to hear this but I do love Ron. But there was a time in my life when I loved you and I know I should have told you every day and I can't tell you how sorry I am. But I think we deserve our chance, if you come to the wedding I'll know, if you come I won't marry Ron



I got a letter today
An invitation
And the writing looked like you
Hello how are you and by the way
Please RSVP I do
I thought of writing sad words of how it used to be
But I didn't want to bring you down, no
I guess the bells will ring pretty well there without me
Don't worry 'bout me baby I'll wear the thorny crown
I will play the clown

If you think that I don't love you, you're just wrong
And that don't matter now anyway
I couldn't bear to see you up there with a white dress on
Here's my vow to you
I'll stay away

I remember when in a lover's whisper you said
No other man would ever share your bed
Well we both know that's not been so
And I wish I'd never let you go now
You found a better man instead
I wish you health and wealth and a white house on a hill and I
I hope you raise a family
Little boy and a little girl, a little more joy in this little old world
Well, that'd be enough for me

If you think that I don't love you, you're just wrong
And that don't matter now anyway
I couldn't bear to see you up there with a white dress on
Here's my vow to you
I'll stay away

Time rolls on
And dreams they die
And I've thrown out the pictures I had of you and I
And if you're ever wondering if love can be true
Well, think of me and remember darling like I, like I do
Old friendships fade away, love falls apart
And you've not spent a single day outside my heart
But, there's just one more dream that I have left for you
I hope you're smiling when he turns around and says I do. . .
I do
I do
I do
I do

"I Do" Jude


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