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So I have decided that this is my last chapter...I'm sorry! The reason is because I mean, what else is there to do? They're meant for each other :) So thank you all so much, and please enjoy the final chapter of this story :)

Hermione POV

I couldn't look at him. Rest of the day, I couldn't bring myself to look at him.

"Merlin, Hermione, what's wrong with you? What did Malfoy tell you he loved you or something? Hah! Just kidding!" exclaimed Harry. He and Ginny burst into laughter. "Because...that'd...why aren't you laughing, Hermione?" asked Harry.

I just looked at him. The smile slowly fell of his and Ginny's faces until it was in a horrified expression.

"Ahaha you're so funny." said Ginny, laughing weakly.

"I'm not kidding." I said, quietly.

"Holy shi-! ARE YOU-? NO WAY!" exclaimed Harry. "So what he said at the library...was real?"

"What happened at the library?" frowned Ginny.

"I'll explain later, but...wow. I didn't know the ferret even had feelings!" yelped Harry.

"So what did you say to him?" asked Ginny.

"Nothing yet." I replied, softly.

"Do you want me to tell him that you want him out of your life?" asked Harry.

"Harry! Isn't it obvious? She likes him too!" snapped Ginny.

"Then why didn't she respond to him right away?" asked Harry.

"Because she's a little bit unsure about everything and she's in shock!" explained Ginny.

"You...ugh, I will never understand females." groaned Harry. "Merlin's baggy y-fronts, fighting Voldemort is easier than trying to understand girls."

"Oh Harry." said Ginny, rolling her eyes.

"Hello, ladies." said the certain grey eyed boy I was hoping I could avoid for the rest of my life.

"Excuse me?" glared Harry. I looked down. I couldn't look at him. Go away, go away, go away...

"Yes?" asked Draco.

"You said 'ladies'." said Harry.

"Your point?" challenged Draco.

"Alright, alright. Break it up. Do we have to hex you two again?" asked Ginny.

"Thank you, Miss Weasley. Now, if I could have a word with Hermione." said Draco. I froze. No no no no no no no no no...

Harry looked at me. "Sure, ferret." he said. I panicked. What? How could Harry do this to me?

Ginny just gave me an apologetic look, while Harry gave me a look meaning, "hey-you-got-yourself-into-this-one".

The pair walked out of the library, and I didn't look up. Not when Draco cleared his throat, not when he tapped my shoulder, not when I could feel his gaze burn into my back.

He took a seat right next to me. I ignored him and went back to my Charms homework.

"So you're avoiding me?" asked Draco. I didn't answer.

"I see. The silent treatment. You're so very mature, Hermione. Of course, that's one of my favorite parts about you." he chuckle.

I got up, still ignoring his gaze, and began to walk out of the library. He followed me, tugging on my hair.

"Hermione, Hermione, Hermione, Hermione, Hermione, Hermione..." he chanted, still trying to get my attention. As I was walking back to the common room, people were starting to stare us. My face burned even more.

"...Hermione, Hermione, Hermione, Hermione, Hermione..." he continued. I couldn't help myself. I turned around and punched him in the stomach.

I guess I had caught him off-guard, or that the tension in me increased the force in the punch, because he flew backwards a couple of feet. I was kind of impressed with myself.

"Merlin, Hermione. If you really wanted me to shut up, you could've just said something." he groaned, still lying on the floor. "Aw, that hurt like hell."

I smirked. "And you said you have abs. They didn't do you much good, did they?"

He stood up, smiling. "Oh, don't pretend you weren't impressed by them."

"Whatever." I said, turning around. I started to walk away, but to no avail. Draco grabbed my shoulder.

"Why won't you leave me alone?" I asked.

"Why are you being so hostile? I wasn't this hostile when you said that you like me." he said. I froze.

"I never said that." I said. He...he wasn't...

"Um, I believe you did. Remember? After the Polyjuice incident? Well, then again, you could argue that you confessed to Blaise, because you thought it was him..." said Draco, thoughtfully.

"So...it was you. In your body. And you told me you were Blaise." I said, slowly. He nodded. I started, punching him.

"You jerk! Augh, I can't believe I fell for one of your little jokes again!" I said, still punching him. He grabbed my arm and pulled me close to him.

"You shouldn't be so gullible, then." he smirked. "But that's something else I love about you."

Then, I couldn't hold myself back. I kissed him. And this time, for real.

"Merlin, you PMS-ing? Talk about mood swings." muttered Draco. I smiled and kissed him again.

"Then, I can tell YOU, this time, I love you, Draco." I smiled.

"I love you too. No more pretending?" he asked.

"Nope." I laughed.

"Mr. Malfoy! Miss Granger! Don't dawdle! You should be patrolling the corridors!" exclaimed Professor McGonagall, hurrying up to us.

We jumped. "Uh, yes Professor." I said, quickly. I walked past her, I faintly heard her murmur, "Congrats, Miss Granger. You two are a nice couple."

I laughed.

~*Three Years Later*~

"Oh Hermione, you've got to get going! The Potters are here! Your father and I will meet you at the church!" exclaimed my frantic mother.

"Don't worry mum!" I called. I kissed her cheek and ran out the door.

"Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Potter." I smiled. Harry and Ginny had gotten married a year ago. I remember Draco telling me that it'd be us next. He was right, and so was the bouquet that I had caught at the Potter's wedding.

"Hello, Mrs. Malfoy-to-be." smiled Ginny.

"Why are you two so happy? She's getting married to a ferret." grumbled Harry.

"Come on, Harry. Can't you even TRY to become friends with him?" I asked.

"Hermione, he made my life miserable for 7 years. Actually, it's still miserable, because now I'm going to have to see him every time we get together." groaned Harry. Ginny and I laughed.

We got to the church in record time, and Ginny took over.

"Alright. I'll help Hermione get ready, and Harry, go see if Malfoy's here yet." she demanded.

"Why?" he moaned. "Why don't you go find the ferret, and I help Hermione ge-" he froze. "Fine, I'll go find Malfoy." he groaned, and walked out of the door.

"Alright Hermione, let's go!" chirped Ginny. After all these years, I still hated dressing up, so I could only mumble a "yaaaay..."

Three hours later, I was ready. My gown, actually looked exactly like the one I wore to the Valentine's Day ball, only white, not pink. I smiled remembering it.

Ginny had just finished doing my make-up, when my father burst in.

"Hermione, you look absolutely wonderful. Good job, Ginny." he smiled, hugging me. Ginny laughed.

"Thanks dad." I smiled. He offered me his arm, and I took it. With a deep breath, my father and I walked down the isle to where Draco was. We smiled at each other.

"Don't mess up." I whispered.

"I have to say two words. How the hell do I mess up?" he whispered back. I smiled.

We were planning on getting a formal minister to marry us, but Draco had voted against it. Instead, Blaise Zabini stood before us, wearing white and holding a large book.

"Now, we are all here today to watch these two people get married...yadayadayada. Now, if anyone should object, speak now." said Blaise. No one said anything, although Ron and Pansy (the entire Weasley Family was invited, so we had to invite Ron and Pansy. Draco also felt as though we should rub it in) looked uneasy.

Blaise didn't wait long. "Ok, good. So to sum this all up, Hermione Jean Granger, are you ready to spend the rest of your life with the idiot I call my best friend?" asked Blaise. I laughed.

"I do." I said.

"And Draco Abraxas Malfoy, are you ready to commit yourself to something? Er, sorry, I meant, do you take Hermione to be your wife?" asked Blaise.

Draco's eyes never left mine. "Hell, yeah." he laughed. So those were HIS two words.

"Then go ahead and kiss her! By the awesome power vested in me, I pronounce you wife and bastard. Er, sorry, I mean Man and Wife." said Blaise.

Draco didn't hesitate for a second. He kissed me, and I looked at the diamond ring on my finger.

"You know, the band of the ring matches your hair color." I said.

"I can't say the same for you." he frowned. I laughed.

We walked around, to say something to everyone.

"Welcome to the family, Hermione." said Narcissa, giving me a hug.

"Draco, take care of her. If you lose her, I might have to disown you." said Lucius. I laughed.

"Why is no one saying anything good to me?" wailed Draco.

"You hair is sexy." I said. He smiled.

"Never mind." he laughed.

We walked over to Harry and Ginny. Both of them hugged me, and then turned to Draco.

"Congrats, Draco." said Ginny, shaking his hand.

"Listen Malfoy, take care of her, or I will personally come to end your life, and I'm not showing you any mercy." glared Harry.

"You aren't the only one who'd come to kill me." said Draco.

"Good." said Harry, glaring.

"Alright, alright, calm down you two." I laughed.

"Hermione." my mum said, coming up to hug me.

"Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Granger." Draco said, politely.

"Hello, Draco. Oh, lord, my little girl's married!" exclaimed my mum.

"Mum..." I said.

"Don't worry, I'll take good care of her." smiled Draco.

"Good." said my father.

And finally, we came across Ron and Pansy.

"Congrats." said Ron, stiffly.

Draco smirked. "I can't thank you two enough. Weasley, if you hadn't screwed up, we wouldn't be here today!" said Draco. Ron turned red. "And you too, Parkinson."

I put my hand out to the two of them. "Thanks for coming." I said, politely. Pansy slowly took my hand and shook it.

"You're welcome..." she said. Draco and I smiled.

"And here, we begin, living our life together." smiled Draco.

"Who would've thought?" I asked.

~*Years Later*~

"Mummy! The Potters are here!" shrieked Rose, her long, bushy brown hair flouncing up and down as she jumped.

"Well open the door, then, Rose." said Scorpius, his stormy grey eyes glaring at his sister. He ran his fingers through his platinum colored hair that was slicked back, much like his father did.

Rose opened the door, and the 5 Potters walked in.

"Oh, Ginny! You didn't need to bring anything! I told you!" I said, taking the bowl of fruit from her.

"Yes, I know, but when have we ever listened to you?" she asked.

"True." I said, hugging her. Harry came in holding little Lily Luna Potter, who looked so much like Ginny, it was almost frightening.

"Hey Hermione." greeted Harry.

"Hello Harry! Hello, Lily!" I said. "Come in!"

"It's Albus and James! Albus and James, Albus and James." sang Rose, still jumping. Albus Severus and James Sirius Potter came in. They both looked much like Harry, but Albus was almost a spitting image.

"Rose, is it possible for you to keep your mouth shut for a minute?" asked Scorpius.

"Waah! Daddy, Scorpius is being mean to me!" cried Rose.

"Scorp, be nice." said Draco, down the stairs of the second Malfoy Manor (we had one built like the original, where Lucius and Narcissa lived, only slightly less gloomy), holding Hugo.

James and Scorpius were both 3 years old, Albus and Rose were 2 and Hugo and Lily were 1. It was kind of strange how our children just happened to come at around the same time.

"Hello, Draco!" exclaimed Ginny.

"Hello, Ginny. Pothead, er sorry. Hello, Harry." smirked Draco.

"Play nice, now." said Ginny and I at the same time.

We all gathered around the table.

"Hermione, you've out done yourself." said Harry, grabbing a fork.

"Don't eat too much. Merlin, I think Harry's been letting himself go a bit." said Ginny.

"I have not!" said Harry. "I'm an Auror! If I eat a lot, it always gets burned by trying to chase bad guys!"

"Daddy get's the bad guys!" sang Lily. We laughed.

"Draco's the exact opposite. He eats like a diva. He's so picky!" I said.

"I do not!" yelped Draco.

"Oh, and apparently little Serena just turned 3." said Ginny.

"Oh yeah, the devil's spawn? Ron and Pansy's kid?" asked Draco.

"Draco!" I said, sharply.

"Oh, whatever. Listen, Scorp, I forbid you to speak to this girl." said Draco. I hit it on the head.

"Not the hair, not the hair..." wailed Draco.

"Somethings don't change." laughed Ginny.

"Of course." I said, smiling. "But Scorp, if you do see this girl, tell her to tell her parents, Run Devil Run."

A/N: Yeah, that last line made no sense...but I needed to get the title in there somehow...

But thank you all so much for staying with me this far! I really hope you enjoyed it! And I will be putting up more Dramiones in the near future...so this isn't the last of me!

Sorry to KayDee-DesignerExtraodinare that it wasn't Ron in Draco's body...

And to my BFFL Serena, just wanted to say I love you! :)

And yeah! Don't you want Blaise as the minister who marries you? Ahaha...

But anyway, thank you all so much, and have a great day!