The sun was shining bright upon the clear blue sky. Flowers in all shades colored the green fields, spreading a feeling of spring among the restless awaiting crowd.

You see, this was not any other ordinary spring day. This was the wedding day of the one and only, the boy who lived to save them all, Harry Potter.

People from everywhere had come to see it - it was after all the event of the year. How often do you get to see the savior getting married?


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“Hurry up! Put those flowers over there in the vase! No, that’s not the right one! THAT one!! HURRY! No, don’t serve those appetizers until after the ceremony! WHY in the name of MERLIN are those fire whiskey bottles STILL in the basement?!?! GET THOSE UP HERE AND TO THE GUESTS!!!!!!!” Molly Weasley ran around, bellowing out orders to the workers.

Draco chuckled. “Molly, relax. By your acting, you’d think this was the first time you planned a wedding.”

Molly glared at him. “Maybe that’s so, but considering it’s Harry, my son in all but blood, I want EVERYTHING to be perfect!”

“Everything WILL be perfect. Trust me.” Draco smiled slightly.

“I guess you’re right... Urgh, I think I need a drink.” Molly said, taking a glass of the finally arrived fire whiskey off its tray, swallowing it all in one sip.

“I see that.” Draco said, chuckling slightly, while shaking his head.

“So, are you nervous yet?” Molly asked, smiling up at him.

“Do I have a reason to be?” He asked her coolly, smiling happily.


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“OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! WHY ARE YOU NOT IN YOUR WEDDING SUIT YET??! WE CAN’T BE LATE FOR THIS!!!” Hermione, yet another stressed female, screamed at the black haired boy who were half dozing on the couch.

“I sincerely doubt that they’d begin this without us, Hermy.” Harry sighed, yawning widely.

“THAT IS NO EXCUSE FOR BEING LATE!!! I SINCERELY DOUBT THAT THEY WOULDN’T NOTICE IT!!! YOU’RE THE BRIDE FOR HEAVEN’S SAKE!!!!!!!!!” Hermione continued screaming, having worked up a lot of steam.

“HEY! I’m not the bride!” Harry said, blushing brightly.

“You’re the one wearing a dress today, aren’t you?” came a voice from the doorway. Harry could hear the smirk in that voice.

“Maybe so, but that still doesn’t make me the girl!” Harry said, pouting.

“MALFOY, YOU’RE NOT ALLOWED TO SEE THE BRIDE BEFORE THE WEDDING!!! GET OUT OF HERE NOW!!!” Hermione yelled, glaring at Draco who were walking into the room, the usual smirk plastered on his lips as he bent down to kiss Harry.

“You look divine, my love.” He said, smiling at his soon to be spouse, making Harry’s blush redden even further.

“DRACO LUCIUS MALFOY, GET AWAY FROM HIM OR I SHALL PROCEED TO STUN YOU AND LEVITATE YOU TO YOUR MOTHER!” Hermione yelled, holding her wand up, showing that she wouldn’t hesitate to do just that.

Harry snickered, looking up at his soon to be husband. “She means it, you know.”

“I know.” Draco said, still smiling, though a slight shudder went through him. “I better go.”

He kissed Harry’s hand again. “Get that dress on so I can rip it off later on.”

Smirking at Harry’s widened eyes and blood red cheeks, Draco left the room, followed closely by Hermione’s glare.

“Now, are you going to listen to your groom or will I have to use force?” She said, glaring at him.

Harry got up and put the dress on, he knew better than to push it too many times.

“Mione...”

“Yes, Harry?” She smiled at him. He looked absolutely gorgeous in that dress.

“Am I doing the right thing, I mean, with marrying Draco and all?” He looked up at her insecurely.

“What do you mean?” Hermione asked, frowning slightly.

“I love him, I really do, but... will I really be good enough for him?” Harry asked, sitting down on the couch again, now fiddling with the dress.

Before Hermione could answer, Narcissa walked into the room. “Of course you will. He loves you. Never question that! I have never seen my son as happy as he is when he’s with you.”

Harry smiled up at her. Both girls’ could see that he had cried, as a few tears were still evidently rolling down his cheeks.

Narcissa wiped the tears away, framing his face in her pale hands. “You’re a Malfoy soon. Since when has a Malfoy ever had doubt about themselves?” she smirked.

“Well, Dray was a little insecure when he proposed to me...” He smirked back at her.

“It was a rhetorical question.” She said, grimacing slightly.

Harry snickered. “Yeah...”

“But he had good reasons to be nervous. How often do you propose to such a beautiful person as yourself?” Narcissa smiled at him. “With the Malfoys’ natural beauty and your own incredible beauty... think of the children! The people will have no chance to stand against them, not to mention saying no to them!”

Harry smiled up at her, as she patted his cheek. “Go out there and make my son the happiest man in the world, like no one but you can!”


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The path leading up to the flower bow where the actual wedding vows would take place, were narrowed with pink roses. Music was playing, as Harry took the first step towards his soon to be husband.

Everyone was staring at him, as he smiled brightly. In his hands, he had a bouquet of red, pink and peachy roses. He looked up and caught Draco’s gaze. They smiled at each other, none of them able to break eye contact.

Before Harry had time to register, he was standing next to Draco, who was smiling down at him.

“Harry, you look so beautiful...” Draco whispered. Harry smiled at him.

“We are gathered here today to join these two in holy matrimony.” Albus Dumbledore began, the twinkle in his eyes shining more brightly than ever. “Marriage is a sacred bond between two people who loves each other. It’s a promise of eternal love, of two lives forever joined as one. It’s a promise for all eternity about protection, peace and all they shall ever crave. By bonding these two, we lead them onto the path of their joined future. Harry James Potter, do you wish to join your heart and soul in a bond that reaches beyond our existence, with Draco Lucius Malfoy? Do you promise to protect and care for him for all eternity, beyond life and death?”

“I do.” Harry smiled, as a bright green light shot out from his heart, surrounding them.

“And Draco Lucius Malfoy, do you wish to join your heart and soul in a bond that reaches beyond our existence, with Harry James Potter? Do you promise to protect and care for him for all eternity, beyond life and death?” Albus smiled at them.

“I do.” Draco said, smiling down at his beloved. A bright blue light shot out of his heart, surrounding them, mixing with the green, and turning it into a turquoise color.

“Then I am happy to pronounce you husband and husband. Draco, you may kiss your bride now.” Albus said, his twinkling eyes blinking at him.

“I’m not the bri-“ Harry began, but was cut off, as Draco’s lips found his in a tender, yet passionate kiss.

The crowd began cheering, as Harry’s arms found their way around Draco’s neck, as Draco’s arms found their way around Harry’s waist.

“I love you, Harry.” Draco smiled at him.

“I love you too, Draco.” Harry smiled back.

The savior had finally found his own savior, his knight in a shining armor. As they stood there, among the cheering crowds, kissing passionately, Harry knew that this was where he belonged.

In Draco’s arms.