Winter had decided on a snow capped wedding and in a selfish way, get married in the season of her namesake. She knew Draco had wanted to get married sooner than that but now that Winter actually wanted to get married, she wanted to do it right. After the incident with Blaise, Winter and Draco had gotten the chance to sit down and talk about their lives since the war. At first Winter thought Draco would find that she had changed and suddenly retract his marriage proposal. A lot had happened since their time at Hogwarts and Winter didn't know how that had affected her.

She didn't know how the war had affected Draco and she was scared that he would be different. His sudden proposal had seemed so unlike him and she had asked him about it. All he said was that he had wasted enough time being apart from her; if she had changed then he would accept her because he missed her and loved her, despite it all. And Draco was different, she saw it in the way he spoke, the way he acted, but it was subtle, an almost softer version of him. Nothing between them had changed, they still loved each other, they still felt the way they did back at Hogwarts, and that was all that mattered in the end.

The months leading up to their wedding were some of the best days Winter could remember, she was happy, truly happy. Ilaria was not around to force all the wedding decisions, Blaise wasn't there trying to woo her at every turn with flowers and chocolates and promises of a comfortable life. Winter got to make all the decisions, she asked for advice and took a lot of it from her mother. Winter had forgiven both her parents; she had put all their hardships and arguments in the past. There was no point in being angry at them any longer. Ever since the day that Winter and Blaise had fought at Draco's, she hadn't seen nor heard from him. Trinket and Ilaria still kept talking but Ilaria hated Winter for not marrying Blaise and apparently she hadn't heard from her only son since that day either.

Winter did feel eternally guilty for causing Blaise so much heartache and pain but she never loved him and that was the worst thing she could imagine doing to someone. Pretending to love them. Now Blaise had the chance to find someone who would return the same love that he was giving. Winter did wish the best for him, after all was said and done she did love him in a way, it was impossible to grow up with him and not care for him. But like she had always said, it was the same love she felt for her parents, the love she imagined she would have felt for a brother. One day she hoped they could be friends again but she knew that would never happen, with the way everything had happened and the way they had both treated each other, it was an impossible hope.

The last of the waiting days had come and tomorrow Winter would be married to Draco Malfoy. She looked down at the ring he had given her, a beautiful teardrop engagement ring with just the slightest blue hue to it. It was unique and exactly what Winter would have wanted, if she had ever really thought about rings. Before Draco marriage, and rings, and dresses were far from her mind but since the engagement it was all that was on her mind. Winter knew that soon she would have to lock herself away in her room and not see Draco until she came down the aisle and she decided to spend some times with him before then. She headed downstairs and went to the fireplace before use floo powder to take her to Draco's home. Soon to be her home too. As soon as she walked through she saw Draco standing in front of her, some floo powder in his own hand. She smiled softly, knowing he had been planning the same thing as her. He replaced the powder and then wrapped Winter in a hug.

"No cold feet then?" he asked, smirking.

"Not that I've noticed," replied Winter, planting a small kiss on his lips and Draco wrapped an arm around her waist and they walked together to the couch and sat down. Winter laid her head on Draco's chest and he wrapped his arm around her waist. They just sat that way for a while staring into the fire, the position of the furniture reminding Winter of their days back at Hogwarts.

"Do you ever regret not marrying Blaise?" Draco asked, and Winter turned her head up so she could look at Draco's face as she answered.

"No," she replied. "I regret what happened between us but I don't regret not marrying him, it wouldn't have made either of us happy and we both deserve to be happy."

"Are you happy?"


Draco pulled Winter into his lap and wrapped his arms around her waist and she giggled and felt her cheeks flush a little.

"One more day and then you will stop being embarrassed when I touch you," Draco said, and Winter rolled her eyes.

"Is there ever any other thoughts on your mind?" she asked.

"There were, until I realized that we would soon be married and soon have our wedding night and then it got stuck on one subject."

"Imagine that."

Winter was still flushing a little but she ignored it and leaned down giving Draco a nice long kiss, if only to stop him from continuing his train of thought. Draco had his hands pressing softly into Winter's hips and they both startled a little when they heard a scuffling from behind them and turned to see Trinket coming through the fireplace and Winter removed herself from Draco's lap.

"Winter," Trinket scolded. "You know you're not supposed to see Draco the night before the wedding, come now, let's get home."

"I hate that tradition," Winter said, but knew she had agreed to it because Trinket had said that waiting to see Jeffrey until walking down the aisle had made it more special. She stood up and leaned down to give Draco one last kiss.

"I love you," she said.

"I love you," Draco replied, touching her cheek softly. "See you when you become Mrs. Malfoy."

Winter stood up and followed Trinket back through the fireplace, a grin much too big plastered on her face at Draco's last words. Tomorrow she would be married to Draco Malfoy. Despite all the hardships, and trials, and fights, and distance, she was finally about have everything she wanted. She couldn't imagine being any happier than she was at that moment, finally her life was exactly what she made it to be, she had gotten to choose and she was truly and completely content with her choices.

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There is only the epilogue to go before this story is complete! I felt this chapter was a nice little interlude to show how Draco and Winter feel about each other and shows that despite everything they're still in love. The epilogue is quite short but generally all my prologue/epilogues are so it's following that same pattern. I really enjoyed this chapter, it felt like I got back into Love Like Winter a bit with the writing and the Draco/Winter moments so I hope you guys liked it too! Epilogue will come soon, maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow but not long. :)