Months flew by and it was the second last day of Hogwarts. Many tears flew due to the fact it was our seventh year, meaning we wouldn't be back unless we were to work for the school. Draco and I sat up in his room, helping him pack for I was already done. Once finished, we examine the room.
"What will happen after this?"
"What do you mean?" Draco said.
"Us. What will happen with us?"
"We both live in London and we can visit one another every day if we wanted. Stay together and maybe in future...marry...start a family." He had that much belief in us and I loved it. I stand close in front of him and wrap my arms around him, kissing him full on the lips. He kisses back and it lasts for a minute, us out of breath. I lay my head on his chest as we stare out the window. I pull away,
"I feel like it's the end."
"The end of what?" Draco says.
"Everything. I mean, I know I'll see Luna and the rest again but it feels like the magic, the adventures, the Yule Balls, the classes, it's lost and it makes me...sad?" He hugs me tightly,
"But it's not. We'll still see each other, we'll still have wands and magic, there are adventures in the muggle world- fewer than here- but there are many, and if you join the Auror or become a professor, then it will still be there." I kiss his lips and a tear rolls down my cheek which he wipes away with his thumb. I think back to when I first got on that train and I met Draco, he judged me and was rude. Then we understood one another...fell in love, forgot each other...then here we are. And I'll never get to relive it all...
