Draco and I eventually married, our love serving as a testament to the power of compassion and redemption. Our wedding was a celebration of unity, with attendees from various magical backgrounds, all standing together as a testament to the new era we were building.

As the years went by, we watched as the wizarding world flourished under the principles we had fought for. The scars of the past were never forgotten, but they served as a constant reminder of the strength and resilience of those who had overcome adversity.

The cottage, once abandoned and forgotten, became a symbol of hope and transformation. It stood as a testament to the journey we had undertaken, reminding us of the importance of compassion, forgiveness, and the power of love.

In time, our story became a legend, a tale of redemption and the triumph of love over darkness. Generations of young witches and wizards would hear our names and find inspiration in our journey, recognizing that greatness was not defined by power or control, but by the impact we had on the lives of others.

My mother's words still echoed in my heart, but they had taken on a new meaning. I had indeed done great things, not by ruling the wizarding world, but by helping to shape it into a place of unity, acceptance, and love.

And as I looked into Draco's eyes, the love and understanding that passed between us, I knew that our journey was far from over. Together, we would continue to forge a path towards a better future, one where greatness was defined by the compassion we showed and the lives we touched.

In the end, our destiny was not to rule, but to inspire, to bring about change, and to leave a lasting legacy of love in the wizarding world. And with our hearts entwined, we embraced the future, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, hand in hand.

Notes: I know this ending is kinda lazy it's just cuz I've started this book a year ago and never finished so the OG thought of it has disappeared but I did want to finish it.💙