Title: Here's to a happy ending
Sequel to: I just want your Kiss
Author: Desperate For Attention
Beta Reader: -
For: Whoever wants to read my crap
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy
Title song: The Joke- Lifehouse. (Altered the words but still got it from them)
Disclaimer: Characters are sole property of J.K. Rowling; I am merely borrowing them for my own personal amusement, they shall be returned afterwards.
Summary: Harry could not complain about the way his life had turned out, he had everything he wanted and much more. The foolish kisses he and Draco had shared in sixth year had proven to be more than they had originally planned. All the sneaking around and commenting on having no romantic feelings for each other what so ever all seemed so stupid now. It all seemed like such a wasted opportunity. All the years they had, had together and they chose the most destructive to realise that the line between love and hate was thinner than either of them could have possible imagined.

Here's to a happy ending...

"Harry!" Hermione cried pushing her way through the crowd of students and throwing her arms around him. Ron came bounding after her his mouth parted in a laugh when he too threw his arms around his friend.

"Bloody hell mate!" Ron cheered pulling back with an idiotic grin. "Scared the hell out of us all you did! Thought we'd all lost you. Gave Malfoy a heart attack." Ron grinned gesturing towards Draco who sneered at him.

Harry laughed pulling Hermione tight against him when Ron let go and smacked his shoulder in a mescaline gesture of affection. "Can't get rid of me that easy."

"Thank Merlin for that." Ginny Weasley smiled making her way across the room to where he was stood, purposely shoving Draco out of the way to embrace him in a congratulatory manor. Harry didn't miss the dirty look she threw Draco's way nor did he miss the vile insult that Draco hissed under his breath.

Everyone seemed to turn their eye to the five of them and Harry couldn't fight back the blush on his cheeks when again everyone began to cheer his name and join in with the childish song Peeve's had conjured for this joyous occasion.

Narcissa Malfoy was stood beside Mrs. Weasley who had tears in her eyes and was clapping as loudly as her husband and family. Mr. Weasley of course had become tangled within the joy and was calling out to Harry with the others even whistling. Harry couldn't help but grin at them all.

"Well done, Harry." Hermione whispered softly.

"Yeah, well done mate."

"You did great!" Ginny joined in, cutting off Draco who furrowed his brow and looked dangerously at the ginger haired leech. "Amazing! But we all knew you could, I never doubted you for one second." Ginny cheered grasping Harry face between her hands and pressing her mouth against his in a celebratory kiss.

Draco felt himself spike with furry and a growl left his lips at the smug look her devious brown eyes. Harry quickly pushed her back and shook his head, Ginny stared at him her gentle brown eyes silently pleading with him not to do this.

Not to knock her back for Malfoy in front of everyone, in front of her family.

"Don't do this to yourself, Gin." Harry breathed, adrenalin still pumping furiously around his veins, he could see Draco watching him from the corner of his eye, Ron glaring at his little sister while Hermione tried to remind them all that the entire hall was looking to Harry.

Her eyebrows fell to meet in the centre and she stepped back, her eyes turning monetarily to Draco who subconsciously moved towards his lover "Wars over now, what are you going to do about the Malfoy's?"

"Ginny!" Ron hissed.

"They were on you-know-who's side, they should be punished just as much as the rest of them?" she continued looking across the hall to the few students that agreed with her. "They only changed sides when they realised that you were going to win, they shouldn't be allowed to get away with the things they have done to us."

"Ginny." Hermione snapped.

"Unless you have a good reason to let them get away with it Harry?" she baited with a smirk and Harry stared the smirk from her lips.

Draco tensed at his side and from the crowd Harry could see Narcissa helplessly looking around, anxiously running her hands against her torn dress.

"I have several good reasons to exclude them." Harry breathed stepping forward with a soft smile. "Narcissa Malfoy risked the life of her family and herself when she allowed me and Ron to willingly escape from Malfoy Manor, she provided us with the wand for us to free not only ourselves but Ollivander and Luna Lovegood. Even now in front of Voldemort she lied to save us all, she could have told him I was still alive instead she lied, if it wasn't for her then most of us wouldn't be stood here now."

Ginny scowled at him. "And what about him! What Nobel and courageous thing has he done, what makes him so special?" he spat gesturing to Draco who bristles with irritation.

"He saved my life." Ron quipped, grinning at Malfoy.

"He's what kept me going; he's the one that made sure I stayed on the right path. Putting me back on track when I wondered in the wrong direction." Harry breathed looking across at Draco he swallowed the lump in his throat and gently tugged the blonde's wrist and linked their fingers. "I love him, and I couldn't have done it without him."

"Those aren't reasons!" Ginny snapped her cheeks flushed.

Harry sighed, "I'm not having this conversation with you here Ginny."

"He doesn't love you! He's just pretending, he doesn't want to go Azkaban and you're his ticket out!"

"Ginevra Weasley!" Molly snapped dragging her daughter back with a vile look. "How dare you speak to Harry in such a way, I'm sorry Harry dear."

The low rumble of the hall once again continued, drowning out the continual shouts of Ginny Weasley and her mother both arguing continually at the end of the hall, Arthur had chosen to stay out of the way and when the initial shock had worn off the hall had once again burst with life, people fell over each other in hugs and excited stories, many congratulating Harry on his defeat and curtly nodding a smile to Draco who tried hard not to think of Ginny's words.

Harry sighed eventually fighting his way through the crowd and tugging Draco behind him, Draco laughed softly when Harry pressed him against an empty corridor wall and captured his mouth in a heart stealing kiss. "I love you," Draco whispered nuzzling the tip of his nose against Harry's cheek.

"Come away with me?" Harry laughed, grinning into his lovers parted mouth.

"What? Where?"

"I don't know anywhere, somewhere far away from here. Just you and me for a few days, weeks even maybe a month. I don't want to deal with it all for a while! A break from everything that's happened."

"But everyone's expects—"

"That's what I want to be away from! I have always done what they all asked and I'm sick of it! The only person who should expect something from me is you, no one else matters anymore." Harry laughed softly, his hand gently tugging at Draco's shirt. "Come on Draco; let's just go we'll come back."

Draco watched him for a few seconds calculating Harry's proposition in his head. A smile pulled at his mouth and he laughed softly against the nape of Harry's neck. "Okay."

(1 ½ Years Later...)

It had been almost been a two year since the end of the war and Harry found himself thinking less and less about the final battle and more and more about the life he was building with Draco and his tiny godson. They had returned from their short break after three weeks, both reluctant to return but knowing that they needed to eventually.

Mrs. Weasley had offered them a room at the burrow practically forced it upon the pair of them, desperate to have Harry back under her roof and under her watchful eyes after his sudden disappearance after the war, he'd only stayed for what everyone needed him for, clearing Snape's name in court, welcoming Narcissa into his home when she had refused to return to the empty Malfoy Manor.

But he had declined politely and tried hard to convince her that it just wasn't what he was looking for, nor what they needed at the time. They needed their own time and space to lick their own wounds and nurse their losses. The loss of Fred had been hard on them all and no amount of front could conceal the crumbling mess of Mrs. Weasleys heart.

Hermione had chosen to stay with Ron for a few weeks after, they had spent most of the time owling Harry about the gonging's on in the family and insisting he come visit them. Even Draco had been receiving invites from the curly haired witch and when ever Hermione's letter arrived it was always followed closely by Luna's.

He had been offered a number of jobs since his victory; he could be an Auror now and although he had been looking forward to it at school. He didn't feel ready to leave Draco and Teddy on their own; he didn't feel ready to put his neck on the line. He'd had enough near death experiences.

In the months that had followed Harry had been building himself up again much like the others had, Ron and Hermione had announced their engagement, Luscious Malfoy had been sentenced to years in Azkaban, he hadn't tried to contact his wife or his son and neither of them wished that he had.

Neville had taken a job at Hogwarts and was wrapped in a romantic relationship with Luna despite all of Seamus's teasing; even the foolish Irish boy had found himself on the end of those teasing jokes when he had foolishly kissed Lavender Brown at the end of the war. Snape's name had been cleared and although still as vile as ever he came to dinner at least once a week without any grumble or complaint, Harry suspected that it was all down to Draco but didn't bring the subject up.

Grimmauld place had been cleaned and removed of anything that Harry considered to be dark and hateful, he'd planned to throw them out; let someone else deal with the vileness that was Mrs. Black but on reflection Harry found that although Sirius hated everything in the house he still would not have thrown things his family loved away. Kreacher had taken many of the items, more than grateful when Harry allowed him to have first takings on anything that the Blacks had owned. Many of the trinkets the house elf took for himself were those of Regulus's but there were a few things from the older Blacks room that had caught his eye. The rest had been thrown into an empty vault.

Ginny had taken Dean back after trying continually to convince the boy-who-lived that Draco was only in it for the fame where as she was in it for love, she had always been in it for love. Draco had quickly put her in her place promising that it wasn't for any of the fame; Harry knew, but he had still liked listening to his lover continual list the things he loved about him.

He especially loved having Draco determinedly physically show him that it was more than just a reputation he wanted from Harry.

It was fair to say that Draco would not be invited to the wedding even as Harry's plus one. Dinner at the burrow some nights were strained enough.

Of course Mrs. Weasley had visited them often, bringing down readymade meals that were un-necessary but Harry felt she did it only to feel that Harry was still her adoptive son. Narcissa spent a lot of time down at the burrow, talking with Mrs. Weasley and learning to knit. She also spent a lot of time with Andromeda, re-building some burnt bridges.

Harry had cursed the day Molly Weasley had given his mother-in-law the pattern to those hideous Christmas jumpers, not as much as Draco had hated receiving one from Mrs. Weasley and from his own mother on his more recent birthday.

Harry could not complain about the way his life had turned out, he had everything he wanted and much more. The foolish kisses he and Draco had shared in sixth year had proven to be more than they had originally planned. All the sneaking around and commenting on having no romantic feelings for each other what so ever all seemed so stupid now.

It all seemed like such a wasted opportunity. All the years they had, had together and they chose the most destructive to realise that the line between love and hate was thinner than either of them could have possible imagined.

Lifting his eyes when he heard Draco laugh softly, Harry felt his mouth fall into a loving smile and a content sigh fell away from his throat. Draco stood pressing the tip of his finger gently against Teddy's nose and giggling when the happy toddler reached out in attempt to capture his carers offending finger.

Teddy had come to stay with them after his grandmother had been taken ill. Unable to care completely for her young grandson Andromeda had handed him to Harry and Draco under the promise that Harry would bring him down to stay with her every weekend. He had not failed to disappoint her yet.

It was as though everything he and Draco had spoken about had come from dreams into reality; they had the house, each other, the lazy mornings in bed and petty arguments. Harry found he suited the domestic life and preferred it over everything else he had achieved in life.

Wrapping his slender fingers to the toddlers chubby frame Draco couldn't stop the idiotic grin from sweeping across his mouth, iced grey eyes rolled in their sockets to where Harry was stood un-folding the blanket by the side of the cot in a world all his own.

"Harry?" Draco whispered tapping his finger playfully against Teddy's nose when the infant gurgled a laugh and tugged at his shirt.

"Yes, love?"

Harry lay the blanket against the base of the cot and lifted his gaze to Draco who was staring back at him with hard determination. His mouth fixed in a loving smile when Teddy again pulled at his shirt and tried to reach up to pinch the elder's nose. "Teddy's great isn't he?" Draco breathed, bouncing the impatient toddler in his arms. "I've sat back and watched him grow up and loved every minute of it unconditionally. I love him; you and him are what make my life perfect." He paused watching Harry's mouth twist into a smirk.

"Why do I feel a 'but' coming on?" Harry smiled softly, pressing the palm of his hands against the cot to focus entirely on his anxious lover.

"But he isn't ours," Draco sighed, lowering his eyes momentarily when Harry's mouth fell into a confused frown.

"He's practically ours." Harry pressed, watching Draco swallow a lump in his throat and turn his attention back to Harry with a soft smile.

"But he isn't, he's never going to look like us. Sometimes he changed the colour of his hair and the shade of his eyes but he still doesn't look like you or I." Draco breathed. "He's never going to call me daddy or you; he won't be a Malfoy or a Potter." Draco continued. "Fair enough we practically raised him! In his eye we are his parents but we aren't."

"Draco, what are you getting at?" Harry frowned, confusion setting itself in his soft green eyes.

Draco's mouth tugged upward again in a smile and he swallowed the lump in his throat before licking his lips and concentrating hard on his lover, a thick determination in his crystal blue orbs. "Harry—" he paused licking his lips and gently shifting Teddy in his arms for a distraction. "I want a baby."

Harry's eyes widened and he stared stunned at the words that had rolled from his lovers lips, Draco shifted awkwardly on his feet holding Teddy tight against his side and idly flicking his eyes across the room.

Harry didn't know what to say, thoughts rushed in and out of his mind, the same words repeating over and over again in his head, in Draco's determined yet distant voice. They had been speaking about children the other night but neither of them had said it was something they wanted right now.

Draco was right, Teddy may have been his godson and Harry was the closest thing to a father that the toddler had but when Harry looked at the small child he was always reminded of Remus and Tonks, the honey eyes and changeable hair. The infant was the splitting image of his father even with various coloured eyes and hair.

Teddy gurgled happily in Draco's arms, his large golden eyes passing between Harry and Draco curiously.

"Say something!" Draco snapped eventually bringing Harry back into the room with an awkward glance and making Teddy jump and threaten tears. "Just forget I said anything, it was a stupid idea. Too soon." Draco breathed quickly pulling Teddy up to his neck and burying his hurt in the Childs shoulder for comfort. Teddy stifled a sob and wrapped his arm to Draco's neck comfortingly, the toddler burying his face into the blondes shoulder.

"No." Harry jumped. Throwing the teddy-bear he had taken from the cot and making his way around the wooden contraption to stand in front of Draco with a soft smile. "I want to have a baby Draco. I want to be a dad. I want us to be a family, a proper family."

Draco's mouth split into a grin that sent Harry's heart into a flutter and a smile broke open on his own face with a light laugh that sounded sweet to Draco's ears. "You mean it?" Draco breathed softly, looking briefly to Teddy when the infant turned in Draco's arms to glance happily at Harry.

"Of course I do, I love you!"

Teddy clapped his little hands together and gurgled something that was lost between Harry and Draco when the Harry quickly reached out his hand and captured Draco's mouth with his own in a soft loving kiss, a light laugh falling from his throat when Harry pulled back and grinned.

The End.

Well, thats it guys. :] Whispers in the dark is officially finished!
Sorry if anyone thought the ending sucked but I wanted something happy and warm to finish it off with.
I'd like to thank everyone who has ever reviewed this fic, favourited it, added it to their alerts list or had just glanced upon it a few times. I love all of you! :D
I know that usualy when I write a chapter my main goal is to beat the word count from the previous chapter but I just couldn't do it with this one. I kinda like the way it turned out, I chopped and changed it so much from my first draft xD
By the way I heart Voldemort, he didn't die he now lives with me in secret so keep it to yourself just in case Harry is still looking. Shhhh.
Anyways I really hope that you guys have enjoyed this chapter as much as as the others and I have enjoyed writting it and I hope that I have not dissapointed any of you.
So Review for the final time or I shall send the whole cast and myself to your house!