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Dream a Dream
A/N: hey all, merry (insert religious or non-religious winter celebration of your choice here)!! So...uhm...let's just pretend that by "More tomorrow" what I really meant was "more on christmas day". I'm sorry! I've just been so in to my original writing lately because it's my new years resolution to finally be published,and I've kind of run out of plot for this story...so...this is the last chapter, the Epilogue. Think of it as my christmas, haunakah (sp?), kwanza, winter solstice gift to you all and forgive me for being so lazy lately. Tis the season for peace on earth and good will towards lazy authors.........**cough** Anywho, today's chapter is called Dream a Dream, captain jack.
Epilogue- Dream a Dream (Ginny, aka, the mastermind behind it all)
As with all the stages of Harry and Draco's relationship, for this last, and most important one, I was behind the scenes, pulling the ropes...literally. But let's back up a bit.
Recap: At the beginning of the last school year, while everyone was boarding the Hogwarts express, I took aside a few of my Slythering contacts and needled them into isolating Draco. This was easy because Draco himself was quite adamantly announcing his hatred of all things dark magic-y. Then, before Harry climbed into a compartment with Hermione, I mentioned that Dumbledore had been pushing us all summer to come up with a plan to defeat Voldemort. That was enough to send him into his usual spiral of angsty depression. Hermione was an unknowing accomplice in asking Harry how he was feeling and setting off the rant. I made sure several of my friends from all the different houses were aware of the plan and when Harry stormed past our compartments looking for a place to sit, we played musical compartments, jumping from one to the other so they were all full,leaving him no option but to sit with Draco.
I knew Draco smoked, and a friend of mine in Slytherin confirmed that Draco had issues with self-inflicted injuries too. I figured, if there was anyone Harry would open up to about his cutting, it would be another cutter. They could help each other. Harry needed someone who knew what he was going through and Draco needed a strong set of friends now that he had pushed away the Slytherins. I didn't really expect them to form a physical relationship, but it was definitely a plus.
A year ago we, the students of Hogwarts staged a walk out that snapped the last strand of Dumbledore's sanity. I hear he's quite happy in his padded cell and I make sure to send him socks full of lemon drops once or twice a year to keep him....smiling. Harry's ideas for a no-house system of sorting the students worked so well and was so popular that we eventually had to move back to Hogwarts just to accomadate every one. We added three more dorms and two more tables to the great hall and then, much to Hermione's dismay, took a huge axe to the rule book. She wasn't sad about the negating of the outdated rules, just at the destruction of a centuries old book. After hanging out in our circle a few times, and after showing her proof that pot was NOT illegal in the wizarding realm (which had been her main objection to it)she stopped lecturing us every time we lit up. Apparently, my idiot brother Ronald had been the one with the real problem with it,and once 'Mione got over him she mellowed out quite a bit....of course, I never have met an angry potsmoker.
About 6 months after Dumbledore snapped, Voldy did too...apparently, the death eaters all dressed up as bright blue bunnies and he ran screaming into the arms of several nice young men in clean white shirts who found a nice soft, safe room for him away from the zombie bunnies. And I swear I had nothing to do with the fact that his room-mate was named Albus and had a long beard....well...almost nothing. We sent both of them to muggle hospitals though, to make sure neither of them would ever be allowed out. Apparently, the nice young nurses that took care of them thought their antics were funny enough to deserve an online community to enjoy them.
Two months ago, I took little Draco aside and, with minimal threats, convinced him it was time to buy 'the ring' and finally ask 'the question'. The bands he picked out were nice, platium interwoven celtic knots with inter-changing emeralds and diamonds in the open spaces, a bit flashy, but very shiny and Harry liked shiny things. Then I organized a christmas play for the students and got Harry the lead male role and gave Draco the roll of Santa. I myself was stage manager, which is why I was behind the scenes pulling the ropes both figuratively and literally.
Hermione was aware of the plan and was standing by at the ready to pop the two of them somewhere they could, ahem, be alone. In the last scene of the play,a very disgruntled Harry was supposed to sing Santa Baby. He didn't know that Draco was playing Santa, and so, when Draco popped down the chimney during the line "And santa, I forgot to mention one little thing, a ring, and I don't mean on the phone," and held out the engagement ring to Harry, we were ready for all contingencies. I was fairly sure Harry would accept, in which case they would need alone time to...celebrate...away from the impressionable eyes of the firsties, but on the off chance he refused and had a breakdown, Hermione was ready to send them to the Hospital wing. Seamus and Dean were ready to drop the curtain in either case. And I, like any good Yente, was waiting in the wings to collect my reward, I never had gotten any good pictures to sell to the student body. Oh, and one last thing....They all lived, happily ever after.
The end.
A/N: The End of an era **sigh** I know its not much and its a little disjointed, but it's christmas and I have some things to do ^^. Have a merry holiday and remember to review as your last present to me! See you guys next time around!!! **love and huggles to all**
Murray The Leprechaun
Epilogue- Dream a Dream (Ginny, aka, the mastermind behind it all)
As with all the stages of Harry and Draco's relationship, for this last, and most important one, I was behind the scenes, pulling the ropes...literally. But let's back up a bit.
Recap: At the beginning of the last school year, while everyone was boarding the Hogwarts express, I took aside a few of my Slythering contacts and needled them into isolating Draco. This was easy because Draco himself was quite adamantly announcing his hatred of all things dark magic-y. Then, before Harry climbed into a compartment with Hermione, I mentioned that Dumbledore had been pushing us all summer to come up with a plan to defeat Voldemort. That was enough to send him into his usual spiral of angsty depression. Hermione was an unknowing accomplice in asking Harry how he was feeling and setting off the rant. I made sure several of my friends from all the different houses were aware of the plan and when Harry stormed past our compartments looking for a place to sit, we played musical compartments, jumping from one to the other so they were all full,leaving him no option but to sit with Draco.
I knew Draco smoked, and a friend of mine in Slytherin confirmed that Draco had issues with self-inflicted injuries too. I figured, if there was anyone Harry would open up to about his cutting, it would be another cutter. They could help each other. Harry needed someone who knew what he was going through and Draco needed a strong set of friends now that he had pushed away the Slytherins. I didn't really expect them to form a physical relationship, but it was definitely a plus.
A year ago we, the students of Hogwarts staged a walk out that snapped the last strand of Dumbledore's sanity. I hear he's quite happy in his padded cell and I make sure to send him socks full of lemon drops once or twice a year to keep him....smiling. Harry's ideas for a no-house system of sorting the students worked so well and was so popular that we eventually had to move back to Hogwarts just to accomadate every one. We added three more dorms and two more tables to the great hall and then, much to Hermione's dismay, took a huge axe to the rule book. She wasn't sad about the negating of the outdated rules, just at the destruction of a centuries old book. After hanging out in our circle a few times, and after showing her proof that pot was NOT illegal in the wizarding realm (which had been her main objection to it)she stopped lecturing us every time we lit up. Apparently, my idiot brother Ronald had been the one with the real problem with it,and once 'Mione got over him she mellowed out quite a bit....of course, I never have met an angry potsmoker.
About 6 months after Dumbledore snapped, Voldy did too...apparently, the death eaters all dressed up as bright blue bunnies and he ran screaming into the arms of several nice young men in clean white shirts who found a nice soft, safe room for him away from the zombie bunnies. And I swear I had nothing to do with the fact that his room-mate was named Albus and had a long beard....well...almost nothing. We sent both of them to muggle hospitals though, to make sure neither of them would ever be allowed out. Apparently, the nice young nurses that took care of them thought their antics were funny enough to deserve an online community to enjoy them.
Two months ago, I took little Draco aside and, with minimal threats, convinced him it was time to buy 'the ring' and finally ask 'the question'. The bands he picked out were nice, platium interwoven celtic knots with inter-changing emeralds and diamonds in the open spaces, a bit flashy, but very shiny and Harry liked shiny things. Then I organized a christmas play for the students and got Harry the lead male role and gave Draco the roll of Santa. I myself was stage manager, which is why I was behind the scenes pulling the ropes both figuratively and literally.
Hermione was aware of the plan and was standing by at the ready to pop the two of them somewhere they could, ahem, be alone. In the last scene of the play,a very disgruntled Harry was supposed to sing Santa Baby. He didn't know that Draco was playing Santa, and so, when Draco popped down the chimney during the line "And santa, I forgot to mention one little thing, a ring, and I don't mean on the phone," and held out the engagement ring to Harry, we were ready for all contingencies. I was fairly sure Harry would accept, in which case they would need alone time to...celebrate...away from the impressionable eyes of the firsties, but on the off chance he refused and had a breakdown, Hermione was ready to send them to the Hospital wing. Seamus and Dean were ready to drop the curtain in either case. And I, like any good Yente, was waiting in the wings to collect my reward, I never had gotten any good pictures to sell to the student body. Oh, and one last thing....They all lived, happily ever after.
The end.
A/N: The End of an era **sigh** I know its not much and its a little disjointed, but it's christmas and I have some things to do ^^. Have a merry holiday and remember to review as your last present to me! See you guys next time around!!! **love and huggles to all**
Murray The Leprechaun