A/N: Well here you go, the last chapter. You guys might find this little tale funny: So I decided i would write the last chapter in my study hall periods. After my morning study hall i folded it up and put it in my pocket. It fell out in Science... Two periods later in History I happen to look infront of me and what do I see, you might ask? This chapter in the hands of none other than the most rumor spreading, stuck up, and homophobic girl in my year. Fun times guys, fun times... XD

When Harry and Draco returned to the castle they found McGonagall herding the last of the students into the Great Hall. When she saw Harry she enveloped him into yet another hug.

"So this is it?" she questioned, with tears in her eyes. "He's really gone for good?"

Harry nodded.

"Thank heavens," the woman said simply, then turned and walked into the Great Hall to speak to the children. Harry and Draco chose not to follow her. They would just attract unwanted attention and it's not like they didn't know what had happened. The two boys walked silently together until the familiar sight of the Slytherin common room came into view. After they had made their way up the stairs to Draco's rooms they both collapsed on the bed. Draco pulled Harry into his arms and buried his face in the unruly hair. Likewise, Harry buried his face in the crook of Draco's neck. They both fell asleep, as exhausted as they were.

The next day it was announced to the Wizarding World that the great Harry Potter had defeated Lord Voldemort yet again. The entire school gathered in the Great Hall for a feast. They also mourned the losses. Sadly, Professor Flitwick had been killed by Death Eaters while defending a group of First Years.

The small man fought like a true Gryffindor. All the students managed to escape, but Flitwick was hit with a slashing hex that killed him instantly. He was awarded the Order of Merlin, First Class for his bravery.

After that the students were sent home to celebrate with their families, exams forgotten. The people who had played a part in the Final Battle stayed at Hogwarts for a celebration of their own. All the teachers, Harry, Draco, Hermione, Ron, Remus, and the rest of the Order were present. Scrimgeour had stepped down from his position and Kingsley was now minister.

They once again mourned all those who had been lost, in the first war and the second. After respects were paid, they had another feast. The house elves had really outdone themselves, preparing food from many countries, wizard and muggle alike. People drank a little more Firewhiskey then they probably should have, but it was all in fun. There was much dancing, and Remus and Kingsley joined in. At one point they were even dancing together, earning many laughs and wolf-whistles. It was probably due to the strong alcohol, but Harry wasn't sure. He had given the letter from Sirius to the werewolf and even though he had no idea what it contained, he had seen Remus's face light up and he had his suspicions. The celebrating didn't end until early morning and Draco and Harry fell asleep worn out.

In the following weeks the Death Eaters were rounded up fairly quickly, having no protection from their master and being utterly confused. They were all convicted and sentenced to either life in Azkaban or the Dementor's Kiss depending on how high up they were.

Among the kissed were Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy, to which Draco felt relieved. That meant he had inherited the family vaults in Gringotts and didn't have to worry if he couldn't find a job.

He himself was put on trial, having the Dark Mark. Even with the entire Order backing him up as a spy, Harry was still terrified of him being sentenced. He was, of course, cleared of all charges and was free to do as he pleased.

Peter Pettigrew was one of the many others to receive the Dementor's Kiss. They all took great pleasure in that. Harry and Remus especially, being the last of the Marauders. This was what was to be done in the first place; Remus blamed himself for not taking his Wolfsbane, though he was the only one.

Sirius was cleared and awarded the Order of Merlin, First Class posthumously. Harry almost cried when he heard this announced. His godfather would no longer be remembered as a murderer, but as another victim of Voldemort and a hero for his work in the Order.

All was well in Wizarding Britain.

6 Months Later

Harry walked through the front door after a day at work. Not a particularly grueling one, so he was still energetic. Harry worked as a Curse Breaker for Gringotts. He was top in his field, working closely with Bill Weasley. Everyone had expected him to go into Auror training after the war, even he expected it, but he'd found he'd had enough of fighting Dark Wizards and opted out.

At the same moment Draco came through the Floo. True to his word, Harry had gotten him a job at the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Department. He was Mr. Weasley's partner, and handled everything from pranks to serious crimes.

Harry hadn't noticed him come in, as he had been fiddling with his jacket. The blonde snuck up behind him and wrapped his arms around Harry's waist. He shorter man jumped slightly, then smiled and leaned back. Draco whispered in his ear.

"Good day at work?"

The hot breath against his neck made him shiver. He nodded and they made their way into the kitchen.

Harry had followed his grandfather's request and asked about his inheritance. The house they now lived in was one of the old Potter houses. It was heavily warded and in a reclusive area. Although it was basically a cabin in the woods, it was still extravagant like any pure-blood house. He had also been given the rest of his inheritance. Between the Potter, Black, and Malfoy fortunes, they were one of the richest couples in the world.

They cook dinner together and ate, playfully jabbing at each other as they always did. Then they sat about finishing work, reading, and talking. And when it got late they went to bed, falling asleep in each others arms.


A/N: whoa, nellie! XD It's finally done. Now i can go finish the other fic I started. *ignores the fact that she's self pimping her fic* It's called The Diary of Tom Riddle. (Obviously a Harry/Tom.) come check it out! I'll do my best to keep the chapters to a godly length!XD. Thank you all for reading!