Author's Note: This...This is the last chapter of this installment. I have had a blast writing this story, and I cannot wait to write the sequel. (Beware, the sequel is garenteed to make you cry your eyes out multiple times. I suggest you all have a box of tissues ready and waiting.)

Now...

ONWARD!

Disclaimer: I'm not J.K. Rowling, so I don't own Harry Potter

~*~*~Chapter Forty-Eight: Three Words~*~*~

"Remind me what your classes at Durmstrang were again?" Draco asked, leaning backwards onto the tree he and Larisa were sitting under.

"I've told you at least twenty times already!" Larisa said with a small laugh.

"Well, I forgot."

"Fine, fine." Larisa said, looking up at the sky. She and Draco had just gotten back to Malfoy Manor about an hour ago, and they were waiting for Bellatrix to come and get Larisa. The sky was turning a very light pink color, and occasionally a light breeze would blow by. "Well, I took pretty much the same courses I take at Hogwarts...Except we didn't have Defense Against the Dark Arts, it was just Dark Arts. I didn't take Arithmancy or Care of Magical Creatures there, either."

"Ah. Were you good at Divination there?"

"No. The professor was a fraud." Larisa said flatly. "Trelawney really is a Seer."

"I'll take your word for it."

"Wise choice."

"You know, I just remembered something." Draco said, straightening up.

"What?"

"Well, do you remember that about two years ago we had our first real conversation under this tree?"

"How could I forget?" Larisa asked, her face lighting up. "I threatened you with the Cruciatus Curse."

"You wouldn't have gone through with it." Draco said, smirking. Larisa laughed a little.

"Nowadays, I wouldn't. At the time, though, I probably would have."

"You've calmed down quite a bit over these two years. I've noticed a great improvement in controlling your temper."

"Well, I wouldn't say total control...I kind of snapped down in the Department of Mysteries and nearly killed Borislav because he tried to Stun Bella." Larisa murmured, flushing a little.

"Yes, but you have some control now." Draco pointed out. "I mean, you may have mouthed off at high authority teachers and V-" Draco paused for a second. "Voldemort himself, and you tried to curse Snape, but other than that, you've seemed...normal."

"I wouldn't say normal." Larisa said darkly. "I would say that I'm getting over the shock of leaving Durmstrang. I didn't want to leave, even though I hated it there. Mainly because it was familiar. Being forced to go to Hogwarts just threw me into hell, really."

"Well, you're recovering. Plus, there's only two years left for us, and then we don't have to go to school anymore."

"THAT will send me back through hell. I just wish time would freeze for a while, so I don't have to worry about it. But, you know what they say, the train is coming and it's not stopping."

"Where did you learn that one?" Draco asked.

"Oh, when I was little I'd slip away from home for long periods of time and just wander around. I picked things up from muggles." Larisa said dreamily. "I remember that one time I went wandering around and I found this little muggle shop that sold kids storybooks. I would go there every day to read them. Muggles seem to like fairies."

"Sounds like you had a good time, despite the fact that your parents hated you."

"Well, Sophia was nicer after Borislav tried to kill me. We kind of developed a love/hate relationship, only now we just have a hate relationship. Sometimes though, I wonder if she still cares about me a little..."

"She probably does, Lari. She probably just doesn't know how to show it."

"You really think so?"

"Well...Yes." Draco said. "Love is funny like that."

Indeed it is... Larisa thought. "Voldemort wants me dead because I understand love. He also wonders how I can understand it, because he thinks nobody loves me..."

"I know of about three people who love you." Draco said suddenly, turning a little pink. Larisa turned a little pink herself. A slight breeze blew by, and Larisa shuddered a little.

"We should get inside. It's getting chilly." She said, getting to her feet. Draco did the same, and they started to walk back towards the front door in silence.

"Wait." Draco said quickly, stopping abruptly. Larisa did the same, and Draco turned to face her. "There's something I need to tell you. I've been trying to tell you all year, really."

"What is it?" Larisa asked. Her heart seemed to go into overdrive, and she had a feeling that she knew what Draco was about to say...

"I love you."

There was a very loud silence after this, but Larisa smiled.

"That clears a few things up..." She said, taking a step closer to him.

"It clears what up?"

"Don't think I haven't been hearing you swear under your breath during the year." Larisa replied.

"Well, now do you know that I mean it?" Draco asked quietly.

"Of course. There's something I want to tell you, as well..." Larisa said softly. She felt as though she was ready to have a heart attack.

"What?" Draco asked. Their lips were less than an inch apart...

"I love you, too..." Larisa whispered just before the gap between their lips closed. Draco put his arms around Larisa, pulling her into a hug. Larisa's heart started to pound wildly, and the worry about Voldemort's plan was driven out of her mind...

...For now.

In May, 1980, the Last will be born.
Different than the rest, but many traits the same as the One Before.
Skilled she will be, like the One Before.
She will survive that attack when she is five,
but at a horrible price ten years later,
yet bringing her special abilities, not at all like the One Before.

Once the discovery is made at the age of sixteen,
on the seventeenth day of the sixth month,
destruction shall begin to fall upon the Older Three.

The first to fall will be killed by one who does not know,
by one who is in a fit of rage.

The second to fall will be by one who wishes to save one they love,
by one who seeks revenge.

The third and last to fall will be by one who seeks to avenge.

~*~*~*~DEDICATIONS~*~*~*~

The second installment complete! I will tell you all, it has been wonderful writing this whole thing. Now, though, I have dedications to write!

First, I'd like to dedicate this to my friends and family, because of their wild support and their encouragment to continue onwards.

Second, I'd like to dedicate this to my readers, because they helped me keep writing quickly so I could get the next chapter up. ILYASVM!

And last, but not least, I'd like to dedicate this to those who didn't believe in me, for they helped me discover my love of writing.

Now, I need to go write the sequel! A fair warning to all: it WILL make you cry.

~Livelifetothefullest4e