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Well here it is...My Last Post =[
It's been short..but sweet. I'm kinda pleased with this story, Look out for the next story.

Chapter 10- Wonderwall


Draco’s POV:


Walking through these fields, I just think and remember. Remember the good times. The laughs we shared, the tears we cried. The kisses and hugs that we had. The sunlight shines upon the golden leaves sticking up from the ground, making the gold shimmer. It’s been a year now, a year without her. But somehow, no matter where I look, I see her. Beauty and grace, It never really hit me until the funeral. She was gone. But I didn’t cry, I didn’t even shed one loose tear. I smiled, because she wouldn’t have wanted grief. Or pain, she would have wanted peace. That’s what she got.


She’s buried, underneath the beautiful open skies. With a cherry blossom tree nearby, flowers growing all around her tomb. It was like, maybe her essence makes the world grow and live. I think back, if someone had told me maybe even years ago. That I, Draco Malfoy, fell in love with Hermione Granger, a Muggle-born. I would have punched them in the face, and hexed them into next year. I wish she was here, My Hermione. She wanted to get married, have kids and watch them grow and then, grow old and die together.


Moments after Hermione passed, it was like Harry had the strength. Pure unbound love for every one of his friends, even his enemies. It was like he even loved Voldemort. He went and defeated him and then I found my father. I didn’t kill him, I wasn’t willing to take his life where he didn’t spare Hermione’s, I gave him Mercy. Every breath he took until the Dementors gave him the kiss was a gift from me. I made sure he knew that.


Harry and Ginny married. In the August of that year, it was a charming affair. But without Hermione it didn’t have the pure life and love in it. They have a child, a girl called Lily. Ginny’s expecting again, I have a feeling it’s a boy. Ron married a charming young lady called Clarissa Montjoy, a witch. She’s expecting, maybe he’ll follow in his mother’s footsteps and have many children. Maybe, but then myself.


I have often pondered what to do. I love Hermione with all my heart, my soul. But maybe I’m just waiting for the right woman for me. I’m still young, I have plenty of time. But saying that, do any of us have plenty of time? All I wanted was time for myself and Hermione. I wished I had put my pride aside sooner. But maybe she taught me, that there is beauty in everything. That status doesn’t matter, that everyone is equal. That no matter who you are Pure-blood or Muggle-born. That even the most unlikely of people can fall in love.


I apparated with a pop, then found myself by the familiar tomb. It was white marble. Engraved with delicate decorations of roses and swirls. Then the plaque,

“Hermione Jane Granger,
19/09/1989-18/02/2006

“Beyond the door,
There's peace I'm sure.
And I know there'll be no more.
Tears in heaven”

Cherished Friend,
Darling Daughter,
Beautiful Fiancée
Gone, But Surely Never Forgotten”


I smile at the words, one of her favourite songs. I lay down the two flowers in my hand on top of the tomb, A Rose and an Orchid. One of the two most beautiful flowers.
“I miss you Mione” I whisper “I miss your smile, your laugh, your intoxicating eyes and the words of beauty that you spoke”


I stand up, brushing off my trousers. I take a lingering look at the tomb, and then I turn and begin to walk away. Then I feel that warm presence as always, then I realise. She’s not gone, she’s with me always. Then I realise, after everything i've gone through, Every girl I dated. She wasn't like the Other Girls, she was an angel. One sent from God, to do everything she had to, To put others first. I close my eyes, and breathe in what seemed to be her familar perfume. Then I begin my journey, I don't know where it will take me. Then as if some cliche moment, from a Novel or a film. I walk off into the blinding lights of the sun.


Today is gonna be the day
That they're gonna throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you gotta do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do about you now

Backbeat the word was on the street
That the fire in your heart is out
I'm sure you've heard it all before
But you never really had a doubt
I don't believe that anybody feels
The way I do about you now

And all the roads we have to walk along are winding
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding
There are many things that I would
Like to say to you
I don't know how

Because maybe
You're gonna be the one who saves me ?
And after all
You're my wonderwall.


The End


I would like to thank everyone who's been reading =] Your all amazing. I hope when my next story gets put up you'll continue reading.
Thanks,
<3 Elle