A/N: Last chapter right here folks. Insanity, no? I can't believe it's over. I really, really, really cannot. This has been easily my most "popular" fic, which is so incredibly ironic, as it started as a joke. I hope you've enjoyed it in its cheesy, cliché glory.

There are a few people who must be acknowledged as this story winds to an end. First of all, every single reviewer. Trust me when I say your feedback has made my day many times since the inception of this story. Secondly, but not second in any way, is Jackie. The real life inspiration for this ENTIRE story. We've had some good times with this story, I think. You came up with some INCREDIBLE lines, one of which is in here XD Thanks for everything. I'm glad we were able to become friends over the past two years! Also, to Rebecca! Sorry your part wasn't as big, but I thought it was funny, haha!

Veronica—your support throughout this whole process has been great. I loved bouncing ideas off of you, and following your progress on your own Sirius fic. If you guys haven't read her stuff, go do it now! Her pen name is bellatrixcrucioyou!

I'd also like to acknowledge Natalie (chrisxgirlx). It's been awesome talking to you about Sirius, your story (which is great and y'all should go read it), and writing in general. You've got a fantastic story on your hands, and I know you'll execute the plot brilliantly. Thanks for all the kind words regarding this story.

EDIT: Just went back and edited some of this! Yay!

I felt as though I'd seen everybody the day I was in the hospital wing. In between meals or meetings friends would run in for a quick hello.

Petra, sans Erik, brought me a bouquet of flowers. She was quite proud of them, as she had transfigured a rather unattractive weed from the grounds into gorgeous poppies. I immediately asked her to put them on the bedside table, which made her smile wider than I had ever seen before. Her pride was adorable.

"I've been practicing my Transfiguration," she informed me. "You know it's not my strongest subject…"

"Will Marina be stopping in?" I asked.

"Oh yes. I think she said she had to get something from her dorm. She should be here soon!"

"Where're you off to?"

"Herbology." Petra crinkled her nose. "I need to finish that homework assignment in the greenhouse."

"You have it with the Slytherins I'm guessing?"

"Yep. How did you know?"

"Well, I know I didn't have it with you. And if Marina is coming to see me, obviously the Ravenclaws didn't either. Process of elimination."

"Right." She sighed and smiled wearily. "Well, I guess I better get going. Hell if I care about missing the assignment, but as Sprout is head of house…"

"Go forth and learn," I urged. "You can come by later if you want."

"Okay! I'll tell Lauren you're doing okay, since she'll probably be taking advantage of the access to the greenhouse as well."

"Thanks for stopping by, and for the poppies. They're lovely."

She gave me one last big, bright smile before leaving the hospital wing.

I enjoyed a couple minutes in silence. I flipped through a book Remus had dropped off for my entertainment, and occasionally glanced at the flowers. They were a bright orange, a color I loved.

"Knock knock?"

I put the book aside immediately at the sound of her voice. It was Marina, and trailing her was Xenophilius—the space in between them connected by their hands.

"Good morning, Jacquelyn." Xeno greeted and did an odd half-bow gesture.

"Morning Xeno. Thanks for visiting you two. It means a lot."

"Of course! I brought you this." Marina placed a box on my lap; it even had a pretty ice blue ribbon on top.

"You didn't have to do a thing, Rina."

"I wanted to." She placed my hands on top of the box. "Open it!"

I untied the ribbon and set it aside carefully; it would look really nice in my hair. Somehow I figured Marina had already thought of that.

Inside, nestled in a bed of tissue paper, was a very fine bracelet. It was made of a very, very thin metal, and wrapped around the metal was what appeared to be a strong piece of grass. It was by no means a pretty piece of jewelry, but it was certainly intriguing.

"It's brilliant, Rina, but what is the grass?"

She looked eager to explain, and sat down in the chair next to the bed. "It's supposed to have healing properties! And the metal is supposed to be composed of a mood-enhancing mineral. I've collected little bits and bobs to make into jewelry, and I thought you might like this—seeing as you're not exactly in your prime state."

"That was very thoughtful." I put it on my wrist, which seemed to thrill her. "Do you two have any engagements this afternoon?"

"Ancient Ruins study group, but not for another hour." Xeno answered.

"Mind if we stay and talk with you? We figured it would be lonely, as James and Lily went to Hogsmeade and Sirius had to go speak with Dumbledore."

"I'd like that a lot, actually. It's been pretty boring here."

…

"Care to help?" I asked Sirius, who was adjusting his suit coat jacket.

"Of course." He came over and zipped the dress up, and when he finished, he placed a kiss on my neck, sending butterflies loose in my stomache. "Funny isn't it?"

"The wedding?" I questioned, turning around to face him. He looked absolutely stunning in his formal wear. He had even trimmed his hair a bit for the occasion, though he didn't have to to look drop-dead gorgeous.

"Yeah. To think, not two years ago they were at each other's throat about everything…"

"Correction," I smirked and held up my index finger. "Lily was at his throat about everything."

"True enough."

"It's great though. This whole ordeal is like one big 'I told you so' from me to her. It's brilliant!"

"You're so evil," he grinned and embraced me.

"You looove it," I sing-songed.

"You're right, I do. This puts everything into a new perspective, doesn't it? We've come a long way—all of us. Yeah, two years ago they would have never been able to fathom that this would happen one day…but look at us."

I nodded, remembering all too clearly the time he had shouted at me for dating his brother and all the other various times we had butt heads. As each memory resurfaced, a small smirk crept onto my lips.

"You know what they say, Sirius. I guess it all started with your brother. 'Once you go Black…'"

He rolled his eyes, but there was no denying the look in his eyes. He was fighting hard not to laugh.

"Try as you will, you know that was damn clever!" I threw a hand towel at him in jest. "You all set? I expect they'll be needing us any time now."

"Yes, let's go. Big event to attend. Can't have the best mate and bride's maid absent."

As we made our way to our positions, I spotted Peter and Remus, Marina, Xeno, and even Portia. It was just the way it should have been: the perfect reluctant couple having the perfect wedding. And I was glad I got a good view of the whole thing, because I'd been looking forward to this for years. When the traditional 'wedding music' began to play, I glanced over at Sirius (who was standing at James' side). He winked at me, and I felt a blush on my cheeks. After all this time, he still made me feel giddy and just…happy. I didn't know what our future held, but at that moment, I felt entirely content.

A/N: For the last time for Surrender, please review! I wanted to end this on a happy note, to give them a happy ending. We all know what happens in the future…but let's allow them to be blissfully ignorant for now!

Also, I am currently working on my Neville fic "Something To Prove." Check that out if you want to…but I am beginning ANOTHER story. It's a Xenophilius fic, with a rather familiar character if you enjoyed Surrender! It'll be a Xeno/Marina story. The first chapter IS UP! .net/s/7131657/1/Somewhere_Only_We_Know -Link!

Again, thanks for ALL of your support—whether it was a favorite, any kind of alert, or a review. It means a lot to me.