The very last chapter of this story - just a mini-collection of various one-shots I wrote to round off the story •^_^•

Final one for this story :'( :

Disclaimer: I don't own either Fairy Tail or Harry Potter

Hermione and Co goes to Mahoutokoro

Hermione looked up at the school sat on the mountain above her. She could see the crowd of people running towards the gates, and if she squinted she could just about make out a certain shadow dragon-slayer...

Suddenly, she fell over as a large dragon jumped out of the shadows at her.

"Skiadrum!" She cried out, hugging the dragon sat on her.

"Mrrrp!" Skiadrum said cutely.

"Oh no..." Draco said as he said, another dragon flying straight towards him. "Why meeeee?!"

Hermione snorted and rolled her eyes as Shrimp chased him around, eventually catching him and licking his face as she sat on him.

Soon after Shrimp's appearance, the Mahoutokoro students made it to the gates, throwing them open and greeting their guests. Ten students had been chosen to do the exchange, along with two teachers, and all the students that had been selected happened to be dating Mahoutokoro students - well, except Neville.

So, obviously, there was a great deal of snogging as soon as the Hogwarts students reunited with them.

It was at this point that Neville noticed a pretty girl that looked kind of similar to Lucy standing by the gates, looking unsure.

Gathering all the Gryffindor courage he had, Neville walked over to say hi. "Uh, hello. My name's Neville Longbottom, it's nice to meet you," he said, drawing a shy smile from her.

"Michelle Heartfilia. It's nice to meet you too," she replied softly.

"Heartfilia...are you related to Lucy?" He asked, and she nodded.

"My mother and her father were siblings. There was some sort of disagreement between them, and they hadn't spoken for years, but when she passed away last year, she left me a letter so I set out to find him - my Uncle Jude. Unfortunately, he had also passed away, so I ended up searching for his daughter, Lucy. My cousin." Michelle's expression grew sad as she talked about her mother, so Neville put a hand on her shoulder to comfort her.

Lucy watched from a little way away, smiling as her shy cousin talked to someone other than herself.

"Who's that?" She heard Hermione say.

"My cousin. Her mother died last year, and she found out that she had an uncle afterwards - my father. Then when she found out he was also dead, she came and found me. She's quite shy though - normally she doesn't talk to anyone except me," Lucy explained, and Hermione nodded.

"This could be an interesting year," she commented, smirking.

Lucy grinned. "What with you guys here, Erza's wedding - well, interesting is one way of putting it!"

"Oh yeah...it's going to be something..." Hermione said. "Natsu!" She yelled, and he came running.

"Hey, Hermione, how ya been-" She cut him off with a simple hand gesture.

"Quiet. Bring me Rogue," she demanded.

Natsu pouted. "No. I don't have to serve you!"

Lucy glared at her boyfriend until he grumbled his agreement and left to find the mage in question. Hermione snorted as the fire dragon-slayer ran off. "That's one way to do it, I suppose!"

Lucy was going to respond, but she was cut off by a certain shadow dragon-slayer pulling Hermione into his arms and kissing her deeply.

"Missed you," Rogue murmured.

"Same here," Hermione replied.

Narcissa's wedding

"Do you, Narcissa Cassiopeia Black take Severus Tobias Snape to be your lawfully wedded husband?" Kingsley Shacklebolt asked, and Narcissa's face lit up with joy.

"I do," she said, her smile radiant.

"And do you, Severus Tobias Snape take Narcissa Cassiopeia Black to be your lawfully wedded wife?" Kingsley asked.

"I do," Severus answered, his eyes never leaving his bride.

"Well then, you may kiss the bride!" Kingsley announced, and Severus dipped his new wife and kissed her passionately.

"Don't watch this," Hermione said, covering Mila and Alyksander's eyes.

Narcissa had decided she wanted a small muggle-style ceremony, of course small was relative, and whilst the guest list was small by Narcissa's standards...

It still contained the names of every single person that Hermione and Draco had been even remotely friendly with during the tournament and all their families as well.

The Krums, Diggorys, and most of the Weasley family to name just a few, plus all of Severus' colleagues and their families, and Narcissa's friends and their families - it was huge!

Sirius had been roped into being best man, although he maintained that the only reason Severus wanted that was so that he would have to wear a tux. Sirius swore he was deathly allergic, and from the way he was itching, it was almost believable. Almost.

"A toast!" He announced later at the table. "To the happy couple! I have known Sevvy for countless years, and anyone who attended Hogwarts with us will be astounded to know that we are now friends rather than enemies. I would tell you the most embarrassing stories of Sevvy, but unfortunately most of them were malicious pranks played by myself and the other Marauders, and I wouldn't feel right sharing those stories knowing the pain they caused for Sevvy. Over the last year, I have gotten to know him better than I ever thought I would, and I can without a doubt say that he is the only man I would ever trust with my babiest cousin. To Sevvy and Cissy!"

Everyone cheered, and whilst Severus glared at his best man, there was no heat behind it.

Hermione smiled as she watched the two, happy knowing that she had even the tiniest part in helping them become friends.

Little Hangleton

Amelia Bones nodded her head at Auror Dawlish, and the man silently began erecting anti-apparition wards and anti-portkey wards. The other aurors soon followed suit, and once every last ward was set in place, they moved in.

"Tom Marvolo Riddle, also known by the alias Lord Voldemort!" Madame Bones yelled, starting the gathering of Death Eaters, most of whom immediately tried to apparate away. "You are under arrest for countless murders and the attempted genocide of Muggleborn witches and wizards amongst other crimes. Your sentence has already been determined by the Wizengamot and ICW - you are to be killed on sight. Goodbye, Tom."

A green light shot from the end of Madame Bones' wand, instantly stopping the heart of the tiny, barely human creature that Peter Pettigrew was carrying. Pettigrew himself, along with all the other present Death Eaters, were taken into custody for questioning, and would be living out the rest of their miserable days in the cold, dark cells of Azkaban.

A/N - So I may or may not post a sequel, but I honestly don't know because I have problems (BIG problems) with actually managing to finish any fics...this is actually the first one I've ever completed (one-shots not-withstanding). Anyway, if I do, it'll probably revolve around one of the post-GMG arcs from Fairy Tail (and of course Erza's wedding will have its own chapter), so if anyone has any preferences, leave a comment and I'll do my best.

Thank you all for reading, you guys are the light of my life! •^_^•