Epilogue

Five years later....

"Ow."

"Sorry."

"Ow!"

"Sorry!"

"Geez, that hurt!"

"It's physical therapy, Ginny. What did you expect?"

Ginny pouted at her ex girl friend. Ly showed no remorse or pity but moved Ginny's arm again, testing the ligiments. Ginny hissed in pain, feircely glad that Draco wasn't there.

"What did you do this time?" Ly asked.

"Fell wrong during a chase."

"Who were you chasing?"

"Donovan."

"Did you get him?"

Ginny grinned. "Of course."

Ly shook her head. "I can't imagine why anyone would want to be an Auror."

Ginny didn't say that it had to do with her fiance, Draco Malfoy or the night all those years ago, the night she nearly died.

Ginny's entire right arm had shattered from when she was thrown against the wall that night. Three ribs on that side broke, two puncturing a lung. Two more fractured on the other side. Her right lung was almost completely filled with blood by the time Draco got her to help.

She spent three years in and out of the best medical facilities Draco could afford (which was every single one). Her right lung was weak from the scars and prone to inflamation and infection. Eventually, almost two years ago, Ginny had her right lung amputated. The result was another eight months of rehab but by the time the spring registration for Auror school came up, Ginny was able to pass the physical exam.

For three years as Ginny struggled with shortness of breath and infection after infection, Draco had never left her side. When she graduated Auror school a month ago, Draco had proposed.

Ginny would have said yes if only for the fact that he had stood by her the entire time. The fact that she had loved him before he saved her and loved him still for the entire five years since only helped to shorten the barely noticiable pause as she said yes.

Ginny had never thought Draco would want to marry her but Narcissa Malfoy and Molly Weasley were gleefully talking wedding talk, all prejudices gone.

Ginny looked at her ex girlfriend. Ly and Hermione were together which surprised no one. While Hermione was heading research at the magical devision of Cambridge, Ly had gone into physical therapy. Ly had also taken on the surname of Potter after her father died, making her Lysandra Snape Potter.

Harry was avoiding the world in general but had promised to make Ginny's wedding.

Ginny's engagement ring winked at her as the door to the physical therapy room opened and Draco paraded in, resplendent in his Watcher robes. Since the war, the Auror devision had devied up further to Watcher, Chasers and Runners. Runners were the ones who spent most of their time under cover. Chasers captured the prey that the Watchers found. Watchers also got to interrogate prisoners. The result was a Watcher, a Runner and a Chaser almost always worked together.

Draco scowled down at Ginny. He wanted her to switch to a Watcher, and had for a while.

Ginny smiled up at him and lifted her arms. He tried to keep his scowl but it faded as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling herself up.

"You're going to be the death of me."

Ginny grinned. "I'll lay off once little Draco shows up."

Draco's eyes widened and he looked down to her stomach. She smiled with a nod. His face broke into an innane smile and he wrapped his ams around her.

"I guess we'll have to tell Mom to push up the wedding."

Ginny kissed him. "I'm sure they'll forgive you."

The End

A/N: You guys didn't really think I was going to end the fic where I left it. :D