A new beginning

Harry stood numb as Remus fixed his tie.

"Are you ready?"

Harry looked at him with tearful eyes.

"What if- if he changes his mind? Or if death eaters ruin it? Or the press gets a hold of an invitation? Or-"

"Harry!"

"Yes?"

"Do you love Draco?"

Harry looked offended.

"Of course I do! How dare you even ask a question like that?"

Remus smiled.

"You will be fine. Now, go get yourself a husband."

Harry took a deep breath, then pushed open the doors.

Draco combed his hair for the 100th time.

"Why don't you just gel it, Draco?" his godfather suggested.

"Harry likes it better loose."

He set the comb down, scrutinizing his appearance in the full length mirror.

They were both wearing formal black suits, with Draco wearing a silver tie and Harry a deep green one.

"Slytherin colors," Ron had said, but it was really just to match their eyes.

"He really wants me, Uncle Sev. Out of anyone in the world, he wanted me."

Severus' smirk softened as he embraced his godson.

"I understand that feeling. You have him forever today."

Draco smiled, flattening out his tie and buttoning up his jacket.

"I already have him forever, this here just announces it to the world."

With that he walked out the door.

They walked in from the sides, meeting at the front of the Great Hall. The ceiling had been charmed to look like a starry night, and the room was done in white. The words Minister Kingsley said were just murmurings in the background as they looked upon one another.

Kingsley stated, "In the presence of you all, we have come together to witness the marriage of Draconis Lucius Malfoy and Harold James Potter, to pray for a loving future for them, to share their joy and to celebrate their love.

The gift of marriage brings two together in the delight and tenderness of romantic union and joyful commitment to the end of their lives. It is given as the foundation of family life in which children are nurtured and in which each member of the family,in good times and in bad, may find strength, companionship and comfort, and grow to maturity in love.

Marriage is a sign of unity and loyalty which all should uphold and honour. It enriches society and strengthens community. No one should enter into it lightly or selfishly but reverently and responsibly in the sight of all.

Draconis and Harold are now to enter this way of life. They will each give their consent to the other and make solemn vows, and in token of this they will each give and receive a ring.

We hope with them that their love will guide and strengthen them, that they may fulfil their purposes for the whole of their earthly life together.

Harold, will you take Draconis to be your husband? Will you love him, comfort him, honour and protect him, and, forsaking all others, be faithful to him as long as you both shall live?"

Harry's voice cracked slightly as he answered, "I will."

"Draconis, will you take Harold to be your husband? Will you love him, comfort him, honour and protect him, and, forsaking all others, be faithful to him as long as you both shall live?"

"I will," Draco echoed, lost in Harry's green eyes.

"Will you, the families and friends of Harold and Draconis, support and uphold them in their marriage now and in the years to come?"

They turned slightly to see many Weasleys and a scatter of others reply, "We will."

"Draconis and Harold, I now invite you to join hands and make your vows, in the presence of these people."

"I, Draco , take you, Harry , to be my husband, to have and to hold from this day forward; for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part."

Harry repeated his words, smiling nervously for the upcoming part. The part that they hadn't rehearsed. He took the ring from Ron, shaking so badly he nearly dropped it.

"Draconis Lucius Malfoy, I give you this ring as a sign of our marriage. With my body I honour you, all that I am I give to you, and all that I have I share with you. We've been through a lot, Draco. When I first laid eyes on you, I thought you were a stuck up prat. Never did it enter my mind that you would be the love of my life. You had everything, and I was jealous, but gods, you were beautiful. Even then. Things went on. Through the years we have fought and bickered. In second year, you dueled me, and I wanted to crush you. In third year, you got hurt by Buckbeak. I remember being torn. I wanted to defend him, but I also wanted to hold you. That feeling was shut away quickly. I didn't think on it, that need to protect you, until sixth year. I hurt you in sixth year, and I regret it everyday. I promise to never hurt you again. I realized I was in love with you then, and I have no idea when it happened. I was blessed that summer with an inheritance that defined you as my mate. I promise to protect you, Draco. I promise to never stop loving you. That would be impossible. I promise you forever."

He slid the ring on a slender finger, before joining their hands together again.

Draco tearfully responded "Harold James Potter, I give you this ring as a sign of our marriage. With my body I honour you, all that I am I give to you, and all that I have I share with you. When I saw you in Madame Malkins, I didn't give it a second thought. When I saw you again on that first day, I thought of gaining your friendship. Then, you were only the Boy Who Lived, and I wanted the fame. I was a selfish boy. When you turned down my hand, I made it my personal goal to make you regret it. I was blinded by my own prejudice, which faltered every time I saw you. You, a half-blood, the most powerful wizard in the world. The one who was to save us all. I didn't believe it for a second. My sixth year, I was given a horrible task, and my first thought was to run to you for help. I hid that away, because it made me feel weak. That summer, I regretted that decision. You came for me. You saved my life and for that I will forever me in your debt. I expected you to help me. You were the great Harry Potter after all. You weren't a Gryffindor for nothing. But you did more than that. You proved to me that I was worth something. That I was more than my fathers words. You loved me. You treasured me. You looked- You look at me as if I am your everything, when truly you are mine. You have given me a place to belong, and an unending supply of love and forgiveness. I promise to never hurt you. I promise to never stop loving you. I promise you forever."

Kingsley smiled at the pair.

"Under my rights as the Minister of Magic, I hereby pronounce you husband and husband. You may now kiss as a symbol of your love."

Draco leaped to Harry, who caught him swiftly. They kissed deeply, pulling away when the applause reached to peak. Draco's face was a bright blush, and he hid his head in Harry's shoulder. Harry laughed joyfully, hugging his husband to him.

"I now give you Mister Harold and Draconis Malfoy-Potter."

Harry swayed them back and forth, happily kissing Draco's buried head.

Draco lifted up to smile at him.

"I love you Mister Malfoy-Potter."

"I love you Mister Malfoy-Potter."

The reception was loud and busy, but the couple paid no notice.

They were dancing together, pressed close as they moved.

Draco's blonde head was tucked underneath Harry's chin, and he was playing with his jacket.

He looked over to see his godfather and Remus dancing much the same way they were, even though most of the guests had gone.

"Are you tired, Dragon?" Harry questioned softly.

Draco nodded against Harry's chest, nearly asleep standing. It was no wonder, as the reception had began hours before.

Harry looked around, noticing that no one else was there but them on the dance floor, Ron and Hermione, and one or two of Draco's friends.

"Do you want to leave?"

He nodded against, letting his eyes fall closed.

Harry smiled, scooping the smaller man up into his arms.

"I can walk," Draco mumbled, but then he yawned and curled closer.

"I'll take care of you, pet."

"Forever?"

Harry kissed his forehead, "Always."

This is the end. Thank you for your support. I love you all!