Author's Note: Sorry it has taken me so long to update this story! I've been writing Devil May Cry fan fiction and kinda drifted from this story. I really don't even know where to go with it anymore so this will be the final chapter.

I would like to thank all you lovely people who favorited, alerted, and reviewed this story. I profusely apologize for taking too long to finish. I hope you're pleased with this final chapter. :)

Disclaimer- see chapter one.

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Chapter Five

"I can't believe this day has finally happened!" Ginny squealed, hugging a nervous looking Hermione.

"I know," sighed Molly Weasley, dabbing at her eyes, "I'm just so happy for you."

Hermione smiled at her surrogate family, "Thanks, I'm so glad you guys are here."

"Of course! What's a wedding without family and friends," Ginny smirked, "and a fine looking groom."

"Harry would kill you if he heard you," laughed Hermione.

"Kill who?" The green eyed hero asked, while stepping into the dressing room.

"Ah, no one," Ginny waved, shooting Hermione a 'don't-you-say-anything' look, "what are you doing here?"

"What? I can't see my best friend on one of the most important days of her life?"

Ginny narrowed her eyes, "Did Draco send you?"

Harry blushed and rubbed his head sheepishly, "Yeah, that too," he looked at Hermione, "you look stunning."

Hermione walked over and hugged him, "Thanks, Harry."

Ron ducked his head in, "The ceremony is about to start. Looking good, 'Mione," he smiled.

"Thanks, Ron. And remind Neville to-"

"He knows, Hermione," Ron rolled his eyes, "just relax, we've got all of this under control."

She nodded, "You're right, well you guys head on out and get a seat. I'll see you soon."

Everyone filed out, wishing Hermione love and luck. After Hermione was left alone, she turned back to the full length and gazed at her reflection. A nervous and excited pair of brown eyes met a lovely young woman clad in a beautiful wedding gown.

"This is it, Hermione," she smiled so wide it hurt her cheeks, "I'm about to be Mrs. Malfoy."

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The wedding march echoed throughout the cozy little chapel -one Hermione had loved as soon as she set her eyes on it.

Draco straightened his tie for the millionth time and glanced down the aisle, heart thundering in his chest.

The congregation filled with people who he never thought would have even said hi to each other in public were here now to witness a sacred rite between he and the love of his life. He swallowed heavily as he saw her coming toward him, looking resplendent in the white gown adorning her frame.

She smiled at him and he returned it, butterflies dancing wildly in his stomach. Her father shot him a hard look before handing Hermione over to him.

"You better take good care of her, boy," Mr. Granger nodded.

"Yes, sir, I will," Draco took Hermione's hand, "ready?"

"As I'll ever be," she smiled.

He grinned, "Good."

They both turned and faced the minister as well as the beginning of a new life together; neither could be more happy.

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That's the end. Sorry it was so short, but I hope you all enjoyed this. I had fun writing it, although it took me forever to finish. -_-

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