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@GuardTm Thank you brother have a good night!

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Was listening to So Far away by A7x while reading this and my heart...THE AMOUNT OF YEARNING I FELT.

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Epilogue story to my last fanfic. #Malfoid

“I do.”

Two words. Those two magical words were all it took to fill Draceana’s heart with joy. Standing there across the altar from her was Harry Potter, her savior and the love of her life. The only one who had reached out a hand and pulled her out of the darkness. The Boy Who Lived. And the boy who loved her.

He stood before her, clad in a dark blue suit with a scarf of red and gold wrapped around him, looking as dashing as he had at the Yule Ball all those years ago.

“He’d look so much better in green and silver,” she thought. But as she looked up into those dark green eyes, she let that thought pass. Those eyes would do.

They had dealt with so much together. They’d fought. They’d danced. They had grown close, and they had almost lost it all. But in the end, at the darkest hour, they talked. And that talk changed their lives forever. It gave both of them strength when they needed it the most. And it was that strength that gave her the courage to stand up against Voldemort on that fateful morning when he proclaimed that Harry was dead.

She knew that wasn’t true. After all... he had promised her.

And together, they vanquished Voldemort once and for all.

Draceana looked around the Great Hall of Hogwarts Castle. It was only right that the place of their union was where it all began. She saw all the familiar faces. Crabbe and Goyle were there, of course. There wasn’t a thing in the world that would have prevented them from seeing her off.

But there were also Ron, Hermione, Neville, and all the other people Harry called friends. It had taken a long time and a lot of work from Harry, but they had finally accepted her, and now she could call them friends.

But as she looked around, there were two people she couldn’t find. Two people whom she wanted most of all to see this.

“But of course,” she thought with a sigh. “They have been sentenced to life in Azkaban. There’s no way they would be here.”

After Voldemort was defeated, the rest of the Death Eaters were soon arrested as well. She was no exception. But her parents had pleaded with the Ministry of Magic to exonerate her. They claimed that, for years, they had slowly mind-controlled her, forcing her to do the things she did against her will.

Lies, of course.

But she knew it was an act of love, and a final message to her that she should have a happy life. So, she knew it was fruitless, and yet she still looked.

And just as she was about to give up, she saw them.

Way in the back, with guards on either side of them.

She locked eyes with them and saw the pride written all over her parents’ faces. She looked back at Harry, whose smug grin told her all she needed to know.

He had planned this.

She wanted to smack the smug grin off his face, but she wouldn’t ruin her special day with violence.

She could feel tears welling up in her eyes.

“No!” she thought. “I will not cry on my wedding day. Especially not in front of him.”

“You may now kiss the bride.”

Before Harry could even move, Draceana was already lunging at him, wrapping her arms around his back and pulling him into a deep kiss.

For a moment, it was just them, but the roar of the cheering crowd brought them back into the present.

“You know,” she said, looking at her new husband. “Do you know what brought me to the edge of the forest that night? It was the thought of losing you.”

She looked down at the floor, tears flowing freely now.

“I could deal with you hating me, with you loving another girl. But I couldn’t stand letting you die. I had a feeling that if I didn’t get my feelings straight, if you went into the forest without knowing how I felt, I would never see you again. And I could never live with myself.”

Harry looked at her, those beautiful green eyes filled with love for her. He gave her a warm smile as he caressed her face, drying her tears.

“You did save me, Draceana,” he said suddenly. “When Tom hit me with the Killing Curse, I may as well have been dead. But it was your voice that brought me back from the brink. Thank you, Draceana, for saving me. I love you.”

“Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Mr. and Mrs. Potter!”

Draceana blushed uncontrollably. Trying to regain some semblance of control, she kissed him again, then, forcing a smirk, said,

“Guess I win, Harry. I’ve stolen your time, your attention, and now, I have stolen your name.”

But all Harry did was lean over and whisper into her ear.

“But it seems I won, for I have stolen your heart, Mrs. Potter.”

This made Draceana’s brain short-circuit, and she was at a loss for words, blushing uncontrollably at the altar.

“That damn boy,” she thought, trying to regain her composure. “When did he get so clever?”

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