All's well that ends well. Maybe if they kept repeating that enough, they would actually believe. At least that's what Draco Malfoy likes to tell himself. Starting anew for his last year at Hogwarts, it was the beginning to his slow decline into insanity.

It was raining. Of course it would be. Isn't that always the case when someone who matters dies? A storming, gray day fits these funeral scenes all the time. It was so cliché. Because sometimes, not all stories are happy endings. PostDH, AU, OOC