Draco sighed with relief. "Now that the spell is over with, we can finally marry you two." Dumbledore smiled.

McGonagall pointed her wand and began chanting a spell really fast. Two rings appeared, one went on Hermione and the other on Draco. McGonagall looked drained but smiled at the couple. "I'm pleased to announce, you're both husband and wife." She put her wand away. "You may now kiss the bride." 

Draco and Hermione turned to face each other, their lips connecting within seconds. The applause went up around them. They pulled apart and look around. Everyone was clapping. Hermione's parents were crying and Draco's parents were looking as stoic as ever.

They weren't happy with Draco marrying a muggle-born witch. But they were fine with it as Hermione was smart and intelligent enough to know pureblood traditions.

Harry was giving a thumbs up and Hermione was pretty sure she saw a tear, which Harry later denied. As for Ron, well, some Slytherins found him and locked him in the dungeons with the portrait of Salazar Slytherin.

Despite all of that, Draco and Hermione couldn't have been happier.