This is the story that never ends. Yes it goes on and on my friend. Some people, started reading it, not knowing what it was. And they'll continue reading it forever just because. . . this is the story that never ends. . .
Anyway, this is the end. The Epilogue. The last installment of this story. Yup, this story is over and done with. Now, quit reading this and read the actual chapter!!
Disclaimer: Copyright Infringment?? What's that? Anyway, Harry Potter and Friends does not belong to me. Nor does the idea of using cards to talk. Oh, wait, yes it does. The story and format are mine, the characters are not.
Warnings: :P
Chatroom Anonymity Epilogue
�����This is the song that never ends. Yes it goes on and on my friend. Some people, started singing it, not knowing what it was. And they'll continue singing it forever just because. . . this is the song that never ends. . . �����Umm, love, are you okay? I thought we worked through your marshmellow creme addiction . . . �����I'm just fine. A little on the hyper side, I mean look where we are now as compared to months ago, and I'm talking to the hottest thing to walk the 2 worlds and I'm supposed to be sleeping. �����Yeah, so am I. If the Figures of Guardianship (1) come up here and see I'm still awake, they'll confiscate my card. �����::snicker:: same here. �����So maybe you should go to sleep!! �����::sniffles:: But I wanna talk to you!! �����Then stop using the damn card, look across the room and talk to me!! I'm only like 4 feet away! �����Is this for the shortsheeted bed? Is that what this is about?? Aww, man! I said I was sorry! �����::exasperated sigh:: If you don't put the card down and let me sleep, not only will I count to five then throw Fluffy at you, I will put salt in your breakfast and Nair Hair Remover in your shampoo bottle tomorrow. �����You have spent waaaaaaaay too much time with the Weasel Weasley twins. And I know you won't Nair my shampoo. �����And why not?? �����For starters, I know how much you like my hair. And for seconds, you, me and Jessie(2) all use the same bottle. You know she'll kill you �����::sigh:: Go. To. Sleep. Draco! �����You're no fun! �����If Raspberry comes up here and hears us laughing, she's gonna take the cards from us. And it'll be the third time this week. I don't fancy her making one of us sleep on the couch. �����Yeah, I mean it's bad enough we gotta keep up pretenses by having separate beds!! �����Speaking of which. . . �����Uhh, Harry? ����� Making no noise, a slight figure gets up from the upper bunk of a bunk bed. Harry climbs down the rungs till his feet touch the floor and then crawls into the lower bunk next to his boyfriend. "Mmmm. Much better," he murmurs. "Now, go to sleep, Dragon."
�����Draco smiles into the dark, spoons himself around Harry and sighs. "Okiedokie. Love you."
�����"Love you, too."
�����"You always gotta have the last word, don't you?"
�����"Mmm. . .yes."
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(1)Whoo! Thanks Shadow!
(2)Semi-spoiler for the sidestory. OC.
Fin. The End. That's it. Sequel in the works. Or, at least a side story, anyway. Keep on the look out for "Summer in Seattle"
