A/N: That's it! This story is done. I love this epilogue too. Thank you everyone who has reviewed, followed, favorited and anything else you might have done. I love this story and I really think it's probably my favorite Drarry that I've written. I'm not sure when the next story will come around in my head, but hopefully not nearly as long as it took for this and Two Paths to come about. Thanks again everyone and enjoy this very last chapter! Be on the lookout for more :)

Epilogue

Draco's POV

It had been two glorious weeks since Harry had come to the Manor to tell me that he felt the same as I did about him. Two glorious weeks of snogging and more snogging and some other things that were more intense than snogging. Needless to say, it had been two amazing weeks. Now we were back at the hospital for Harry's check-up.

We were placed into a room that was off of Healer Roberts and Healer O'Neill's offices. "So, do you think you'll pass with flying colors?" I asked him as he sat down next to me. He instantly reached for my hand and linked our fingers together.

"Well, I haven't forgotten anything over the past two weeks so I'd say that's progress," Harry pointed out.

"That's true. You sure would forget a lot of great things," I whispered against his ear as I kissed him gently.

His cheeks colored and he laughed nervously. "Oh, Merlin, would I," he responded thoughtfully.

His eyes widened as he seemed to remember something. "What's wrong?" I asked.

He looked a bit sheepish. "Well, I did forget something," he said.

I looked at him in confusion. "What did you forget?"

"Well, now keep in mind that I got very caught up in things with you and making sure that you knew how I felt and had been feeling since that last day at the hospital and then just enjoying being with you doing you know…. wonderful things," he reminded me.

I narrowed my gaze at him, wondering what he wasn't telling me. "Harry…." I warned.

"Your mum sent me a letter telling me what was going on with you when I came to see you that day," he told me, closing his eyes and looking down in front of him.

My eyes widened in surprise. "You weren't going to come talk to me?"

He looked up at me, turning so that he faced me better. "No, I was. I was just going to wait one more day. I wanted to be absolutely sure before I came to see you. I didn't need more than that first day anyway, but I had to be sure, Draco. I didn't want to tell you one thing when I wasn't completely set on it. She wrote to me, telling me how worried she was about you and told me that I needed to talk to you and tell you one way or another, what I wanted for us. She didn't sway my decision at all. She didn't tell me what I felt; she simply told me how worried she was about you and to talk to you. I triple checked how I felt before I even left the Burrow. I knew that I loved you and I knew that I wanted you. Your mother's letter just pushed the inevitable up a couple of hours. She didn't sway me," he explained to me.

I wanted to be upset about this and be worried that she had forced his hand, but over the past couple of weeks, I had never gotten a hint of reluctance or regret from him for being with me. We were solid. My mother just helped move things along at a faster pace. I'd have to thank her for that. "I believe you," I told him after I thought it through.

He smiled at me and I leaned forward to kiss him. It didn't last long as I heard a rattle at the door. I broke away and turned to look as the door opened and Harry's healers came in. They saw us together and they both smiled brightly.

"Harry, Draco, I'm so glad to see you both and together for that matter," Healer Roberts said as he walked in, taking a seat across from us. Healer O'Neill sat down in the other seat. I felt my face heat and glanced sideways at Harry and saw that his cheeks were coloring as well.

"I stopped being an idiot and told him how I felt," Harry replied with a laugh.

Both healers laughed and nodded. "Good. We're pleased that it all worked out in the end, even if it took a lot to get there. Well, Harry, how about you sit up here and we'll get the check-up done," Healer O'Neill directed.

I watched as they went through the check-up and asked Harry several questions to be sure that he was remembering things and that his cognition was good. Harry grinned at me a few times and it was on his last smile, towards the end of the check-up, that something hit me like a ton of bricks and made my stomach flop and my heart start to race. An idea came to mind that I knew wouldn't happen for some time, but it was still there. I must have paled and my eyes widened because the next time Harry looked at me, he looked concerned.

"Well, Harry, it looks like you're in tip top shape. I think we'll want to see you in another six months, just to be sure that everything is still in order, but it looks like you don't have any lasting effects from the coma and that you're going to be just fine," Healer O'Neill said at the end. I barely heard him as I was still contemplating the idea that had come to mind.

"Great. Thank you so much for everything. We'll see you again in six months," Harry said as he hopped down from the examination table and walked back over to me.

I vaguely heard the healers say good-bye to us and I'm pretty sure I acknowledged them, but I was still thinking about my thought. For some reason it both filled me with intense joy, but also intense nervousness.

"Draco, what's the matter?" Harry asked me, drawing my attention away from my thoughts. He was standing in front of me. I looked up at him and shook my head, clearing my expression.

"Sorry, um, nothing, just a thought that came to mind. Are you all done?" I asked as I stood up and looked down at him. He crossed his arms and didn't move narrowing his gaze at me.

"I'm done, but we aren't leaving until you tell me what your thought was," he said calmly.

I sighed. I should have done a better job of hiding what I had thought of. "It's just a silly thought for down the road, like way down the road," I replied, trying to side step him, but didn't get anywhere as he put his arm out, stopping me.

"Draco…." he warned, using the same tone as I had at the beginning of his appointment.

I sighed and stepped back. "Well, I was just thinking about you know, us and the future," I told him.

"What about it?" he asked uncertainly.

I looked up and locked my gaze with his. His green eyes were bright and filled with worry at what I was thinking. I smiled and brushed my finger against the furrow that had appeared between his eyebrows. "The words in sickness and in health popped into my head when you were getting your check-up," I told him quietly.

His eyes widened. "Um, that's a muggle phrase, isn't it?" His voice was a bit higher than usual.

"Yes," I replied quietly.

"A muggle phrase that is said in wedding vows…." he trailed off, looking quite similar to how I imagined I looked when the idea came to mind.

"Yeah," I said again.

"Well, um, I don't know what to say about that…" he trailed off again.

"I'm not asking you now, obviously, but it was just something that popped into my head that surprised me. I didn't mean to express the thought openly," I told him quietly. We stared at each other for a few moments awkwardly.

"Well, I have been meaning to ask you something," Harry said finally.

I felt my eyes widen and my heart started to beat faster again. "What?" I whispered.

He grinned slightly at me, knowing exactly what he was doing to me. "I was wondering if, hmmm, Draco, will you….." he paused as he seemed to be thinking of the right wording.

Oh, Merlin, I was going to pass out. I felt light-headed. Just because I had the thought, didn't mean I was ready to marry him right this second or even remotely become engaged. I mean, what other question could start with 'Draco, will you…' that related to what I was talking about just now. Could he really be asking me that? I'm not sure if I'd be able to say yes at this point. Who was I kidding, of course I'd say yes….

I focused on him again and noticed that he was smirking at me. He looked quite proud of himself. "You know, you're not very good at hiding your emotions," he pointed out, still smirking at me.

I glared at him. "Well, you started a question with 'Draco, will you…' and then you never finished it. There's only so much that can start with those words," I pointed out, finding my voice.

He laughed. "Will you go on a date with me? Will you take a walk with me? Will you kiss me? Shall I continue?"

I crossed my arms and continued to glare down at him. "In the context of what we were talking about right now, there is only one phrase that goes with that," I replied.

He grinned and stepped towards me, kissing me gently. "I know that's why I said it. I knew it'd get a reaction out of you," he teased.

I pursed my lips, not pleased at all with his joke. "I don't appreciate it and I feel like you're making fun of my thought," I told him honestly as I managed to get around him and head for the door.

"Draco, wait," he called out as my hand touched the knob. I stopped, but didn't turn around. I was embarrassed.

"I'm sorry. I was just, I don't know reacting in an inappropriate way to an amazing idea," he apologized.

"If it's so amazing, why would you tease me about it?" I asked still not looking at him.

"Because the idea makes me nervous, but not in a bad way. I really did want to ask you something, just not that," he replied, moving closer to me.

I sighed and turned to look at him. He did look sorry. "What?" I asked quietly.

His cheeks colored and he looked down between us. He took a deep breath. "Will you move in with me?" he asked.

My eyebrows shot up into my hair line. "To the Burrow?" I asked in near horror.

He laughed and shook his head. "Merlin, no. I've got a house in Wiltshire that I've been setting up when we haven't been together. I purchased it in the hopes that you'd want to live with me," he told me quietly.

My heart started to race again. Live with Harry? As in, I could have him from sun up to sun down and wake up every morning with him and go to bed every night with him? Eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner together? Lounge around the house in any manner that we chose? That I definitely couldn't say no to.

"Wow, that is a brilliant question," I replied.

He looked up at me hopefully. "So will you?" he asked again.

"Only if you can answer a question first," I responded.

"What's that?" he asked curiously.

"Will you marry me….." I paused as his eyes widened and the color in his face drained. "Someday?" I finished, grinning at him.

He let out a breath and narrowed his gaze at me. "That was not nice, Malfoy," he replied in that tone that I adored.

I lifted an eyebrow at him. "Serves you right for teasing me, Potter."

He grinned and stepped towards me, pushing me up against the door. We aligned perfectly, as we always do. He kissed the corner of my mouth and kissed a path to my ear. "Answer my question first and then I'll answer yours," he whispered against my ear sending chills rushing through me.

I felt my knees start to shake and Harry reached down with one hand at my waist, touching me soothingly. "Yes, I'll live with you," I breathed shakily.

I felt him smile against my cheek. "Then, yes, I'll marry you…. someday," he breathed back, kissing me gently. I let of whoosh of air out and wrapped my arms around his waist. He kissed a path back to my lips and planted a promising kiss on them. We were moving in together and we would eventually get married. Merlin, I loved him so much and I am so glad that we are finally on the same plane of existence.