Epilogue

Five Months Later

Draco Malfoy was climbing into one of the carriages that would take him and the rest of the students to the Hogwarts Express that was waiting to take them all back to King's Cross Station in London. He sat next to and across from three fellow seventh year Slytherins, each talking about their summer and future plans. Draco looked over at the carriage that Hermione, Harry, Ron, and Ginny were sitting in, and when he caught Hermione's eye he winked. She smiled back at him.

For the past several months, things between Hermione and Draco flourished. They became closer and closer, each learning about the other's past, present, and future. As both of them knew, they each grew up with very different backgrounds that might make things a bit difficult for their futures, but because they loved each other so much, they were both willing to do anything to be together, no matter what that might mean.

Hermione looked over at Draco and thought about how truly amazing her life was at this moment. She had Draco, who she loved deeply, things between her and Harry were the best they had ever been, and things between her and Ron were—although far from perfect—getting slowly but steadily back on track. After another quick glance at Draco, she looked back at her friends who were each talking about summer plans.

In Draco's carriage, the blonde haired boy was brought away from his thoughts of Hermione when he noticed that everyone in his carriage was staring at him.

"What?" he asked.

"Marcus asked you what your plans were now that Hogwarts is over," one of them said.

"Oh…" Draco said, a smile spreading across his face. "I think I'm going to travel." And as he looked over at Hermione once again, he knew that he would travel with her and that their lives would be bliss.