Jade POV

It's the final battle, we found the horcruxes, the last one being Rowena Ravenclaw's diadem, Hermione killed it with a basilisk fang, I am out duelling with a Death Eater outside, most of the battle is going on inside but one tried to run, it has been a rough journey, Seven Harry's, losing Mad-Eye, Fleur's wedding, hiding in the house and being isolated, camping and arguing with Ron, Starving, Ron leaving and coming back, getting ambushed by Nagini and just missing Voldemort, seeing Harry's parents grave, getting caught…

They hauled me, Ron and Harry down in the cellar and locked the door behind us, I bumped into Luna, why is she here, she looked at me with the same expression before I saw the state she was in, ragged hair, cuts and bruises and thin, very thin, been starved, those donkeys, I hugged her close and squeezed tighter at everyone of Hermione's cries, Ron's bellows and Harry's promises to get us out of here.

We had lost our wands to them, I hid behind my hair from Draco who gave us away, I felt my heart wrench at the though, soon Hermione's cries died down and Wormtail came back dragging me up by my hair and chucking me over to Bellatrix Lestrange, she kicked me down on the floor next to Hermione's unconscious body, Draco saw my face and gasped slightly, straightening up in the chair before the torture began, asking where the sword was, I told her it was a fake, the one in her vault while screaming in pain, millions of daggers pierced my skin, or that is what it felt like.

I woke up hours later with Fleur patting my head with a damp tea towel, we then had to explain the Gringott's worker, what is his name? I have no clue, to give us back the sword, he thinks it is his.

I didn't know what happened to Draco.

"Expelliarmus," I shouted, the masked figure lost his wand, he charged at me before he was thrown back and into a rock, his head bleeding, I looked to my right where a blonde figure stood, he looked at me and ran over, Draco.

He looked me up and down, soon satisfied I had no wounds or anything before Voldemort's cry was heard, he had said he killed Harry a while ago, Harry came back and the battle raged on and now I think he is dead, I looked back into the silver eyes of Draco, I noticed two more blonde heads running down the hill, his mother and father, when they reached us they stopped and held wands up to me, Draco stood in front of me, "she isn't to be harmed," was all he said, they nodded before grabbing his hand and running.

I ran the other way up to the castle to see the rows of the dead, Tonks, Lupin and Fred were the ones I cried over, there was a young boy as well, Collin Creevey, he must have stayed behind, I ran up to Ginny and Luna who were crying over Fred, I hugged George and Ginny close as they wept.

That is all I remember of that fateful night, I left the wizarding world after that, I kept in touch with people but I rarely use magic, I stayed on the farm with my parents and now two years have passed and I've been alone.

I lay in my field with Chantelle, my white horse trotting about, and Maggie lying next to me, a crack of a twig alerted me that someone was watching me, I sat up start and ready when a black suited figure stepped through the bushes with messy blonde hair and a smirk.

I stood and straightened out my green dress before looking in those silver eyes for the first time in years.

His hair has been cut again so it lay short where as mine has grown down my back and curls at the ends.

"So this is your life?" he asked in the cocky voice of his.

"Yeah, it's just like a fairytale isn't it?" he laughed lightly and moved so he was in front of me, his hand around my waist, "how come you're here?"

"Missed you too much, my family have a mansion nearby and I found out that you live close to us I came to explore." He looked down at my family's farmhouse and smiled, just a twitch at the corner of his mouth, "and here I thought you lived in a palace," he looked me in the eye again, his left hand moving from the top of my hairline all the way through my chocolate hair until it joined the right at the small of my back.

"I'm no princess Draco, how has your life been?"

"Boring without you, you fought well that night y'know, scared the shit out of a lot of Death Eaters," I laughed at his comment before moving away from him, clutching his hand and pulling him down to my home, my mum working over a pot that contains dinner and my father at the table.

I walked through the door and they looked up from me to Draco, my mother smiled and walked over to him, "this must be Draco? Silvery eyes and white blonde hair, it is nice to meet you," she sighed happily, of course they know everything about him, he is all I talked about for months, he looked at me brow raised.

"Nice to meet you Mrs. Blackburn and Mr. Blackburn," he nodded slightly.

"Please call me Daphne and my husband John," my dad stood up and held out his hand, Draco took it and shook, if my dad doesn't offer you his hand he doesn't like you, Draco is no taboo warning thank god, "would you like to stay for dinner Draco? We're having noodles."

"Yes please, sounds great," my mother smiled before waving us off, I walked him up to my room and closed the door. "Nice place," he looked at my pale green walls with pink roses painted occasionally, tattered old wooden desk with a old computer on it, my floor length mirror with an old picture of me and him in sixth year taped to it, Blais had taken it secretly and gave me a copy, it's been taped there ever since.

My closet has many pictures taped onto it as well, of me and Draco's friends, my friends and my family, one big one of my and my beautiful blonde sister Frankie at the fair, she has chocolate eyes and we're smiling madly at the camera with balloon hats on and candy floss beards.

There is another one of me in a green bikini and her in a black one sunbathing on the beach, sunglasses resting on our heads.

He looked at the picture and smiled, he ten grabbed my teddy from my bed and sat in the middle of it with the bear on his lap.

Maggie came in then and sat on my swivel chair, his eyes stayed glued to something on the back of the door, I turned to see the dress he had given me hung up there with the shoes hanging with it, I smiled slightly before sitting on the bed next to him.

"Can I show you something?" he nodded, I grabbed his hand and took him down the hall and into my sister's room; white walls, lilac carpet, queen sized bed, wardrobe, desk, rocking chair and shelves of books, we kept it the same when she died.

Her smell still lingers in the sheets, he looked around with a sad smile before looking at me and kissing me gently on the forehead before my mum called us down to dinner.

Hi Readers,

I'm sorry this isn't a sequel, but I can't bring myself to write one, so I thought I'd just close off their story and let them be.

From Jade2410