Epilogue- 10 years later
“Draco, where are you taking me,” Hermione giggled. They’d been walking for over fifteen minutes and there was no sign that they were stopping anytime soon.
“Don’t worry darling we’ll be there in a minute,” he whispered into her ear.
She had been peacefully reading when Draco had snuck up behind her and blindfolded her with a charmed rag. An apparition and a short carriage ride later they were walking ankle deep in snow going who knows where to do who knows what. She stepped forward again and almost fell into a small snow bank.
“Careful Mione,” Draco said as he helped steady her. Hermione scoffed and crossed her arms.
“I would be a lot more careful if you just took this bloody blindfold off.” She pulled herself out of his embrace and faced the general direction that she heard his voice come from. “And I don’t need you codling me every moment, now which way are we going?” She took a step to her right and heard Draco’s exclamations of “Stop!” but a moment too late for she fell head first into a deep snow bank.
She heard Draco grumble as he helped her up, “Why do you have to be so bloody stubborn?”
She laughed and held onto his shoulder as she got up, “I thought that was one of the reasons you loved me?”
Draco chuckled and linked her arm with his, “Well that’s one of the reasons, Merlin help me.” She swatted his arm and they continued on.
After the pair got out of Hogwarts they both got jobs with the Ministry. Hermione in the HEE division (House Elf Equality) and Draco got a job as an Auror. They were together for five years until they moved into together and it took another two for them to not fight about who got which side of the bed every other night, after that it was smooth sailing. Blaise finally got the bollocks to propose to Ginny a year after Hogwarts. It was a beautiful reception and Hermione was the Maid of Honor while Draco was the Best Man. Harry and Ron went on Auror missions regularly so they weren’t around much except on really important days like Hermione’s Birthday, Ginny’s wedding, and soon hopefully Hermione’s, at least that’s what Draco hoped as he patted the ring box in his pocket one last time.
He led her up a small hill and they finally reached their destination. He smiled and rubbed his hands together nervously before undoing her blindfold. Hermione looked around and gathered her surroundings. They were by the semi-circle of rocks near Hagrid’s Hut.
She looked at Draco quizzically, “Why did you….” She trailed of her sentence and smiled remembering what had happened here those many years ago.
“Now you’ve got it,” Draco said with a grin. Hermione laughed and wandered over to the rock where she had punched Draco in the third year.
“That was some punch, but I liked it better when you were whimpering as I had my wand pointed at you. Now that’s a memory,” She giggled and did a bad impression of Draco up against the rock.
“My father will hear about this,” She said in a deep voice.
Draco scoffed and wrapped his arms around her. “First, I did not look like that-“
“Yeah you did,” She interrupted and he wrapped his arms around her tighter.
“Fine, maybe I did but that not the point,” he said in a stern voice
Hermione shrugged her shoulders at this nonchalantly with a smirk on her face.
Draco rolled his eyes and continued, “Secondly, I did not whimper, a Malfoy never whimpers nor do they feel intimidated by girls. I just felt sorry for you so I faked it.”
Hermione snorted at this, “Sure, you were acting, that’s rich coming from the guy that can’t lie to save his life.”
Draco mocked an offended look, “What do you mean, I can lie all I want. I’m the Slytherin King; it’s kind of in the job description.”
Hermione chuckled and pulled out of Draco grasp, “Well I’m the Brightest Witch of our Age. It’s kind of in the job description to know when someone’s lying or not. I’m not of dim witted as your ex-jockeys that followed you around all the time.”
Draco grinned and grabbed her hand, “Careful Ms. Witch, better not have Blaise hear you talking like that for he was one of those ex-jockeys that followed me around all the time that you were referring to.”
Hermione smirked, “Blaise wouldn’t care, he knows that I could take him down in a fight, wand or otherwise.”
She let go of his hand and wandered over to a door that entered into the school. “Now Draco, not that I don’t enjoy taking a trip down memory lane but are we here for reason or just for sightseeing,” She turned around again to see one Draco Malfoy on one knee with what suspiciously looked like a ring box in his hand. She gasped and froze in her spot.
“Draco,” she whispered, “what-“
He interrupted her before she could finish, “Hermione, you have stayed with me through the greatest and roughest times of my life. Even at my worst when I stormed out of the flat because I got mad at myself, at you, or at nothing you were always there when I came back,” he paused to take a breath, “you were there when I got the letter that my mum died and I cried on your shoulder for hours, you were there when I had to leave you for three months for an Auror mission, and you were there when I got back.”
He looked up to see a tear trailing down Hermione’s cheek. He smiled a comforting smile at her and went on, “I must have been Merlin in another life Hermione because heaven knows I haven’t done anything in this life to deserve you. I tortured you for years at school and have said so many things that have made you cry but you still came back to love me. I don’t know how to repay you for all the amazing years you have given me so I guess this will have to do,” he adjusted his knee and looked into her eyes, “Hermione Jean Granger, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife and I promise you I’ll try to give you what you have given me these past ten years or so help me Merlin I will die an uncomplete man.”
He opened the ring box and watched her face for a reaction, any reaction. Slowly she moved towards him and brought him to his knees.
She looked at him with teary eyes and pulled him into embrace, “Of course I will you bloody git I can’t believe you didn’t ask sooner,” She pulled back and looked at Draco happily, “Although you did get something wrong in that little speech of yours.”
“What’s that,” he asked quizzically with concern on his face.
She put her arms on his shoulder and smiled at him, “It’s me that doesn’t deserve you.” He grinned at her and put the ring slowly onto her finger.
She leaned her head on his shoulder and he whispered into her ear, “Now this is what I call a happy ending.”
‘It really is’
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