A/N: Hiyaaa! This is Lan (Alan). Me and Bel have just got back from holiday and with Wyv and Bel asleep I decided to write this as a sort of spinoff/sequel thingy to 'Wedding Bells', simply because I've been deprived of my fanfic for too long! Besides, there's a little surprise for Bel waiting at the end of this chapter :)

This is for everyone who loved our last series, and who demanded more. Love you!

Disclaimer: Not mine at all. Everyone belongs to the great JK Rowling. All I own are some rather naughty pics of Bel on holiday, and I want to keep them, for obvious reasons ;)

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Draco sighed happily as he looked at Harry snuggled up in bed beside him, sound asleep. He was so gorgeous. It had taken a while to sink in that they were really married, but it finally had and Draco considered himself to be the luckiest man alive. He kissed Harry's forehead and climbed out of the bed to make breakfast.

They were currently in Rio for their honeymoon. As they hadn't been able to settle on just one location, they had decided to go to them all. So far they'd stopped off at Brighton (as Draco had needed a whole new wardrobe to take away with him), Paris, Madrid and Nepal, and after they had finished in Rio they were flying out to Switzerland. Well, they could afford it, so why not? After all, it wasn't every day that you got married to the man of your dreams.

Harry awoke to the smell of frying bacon and smiled. Draco really did look after him. It was lovely. He reached for his glasses and climbed out of bed, wandering into the kitchen.

"Why do you do that?" Harry asked after watching Draco for a couple of minutes.
"Do what?" replied Draco, turning over the bacon.
"Cook naked. I mean, I'd be too scared that I'd end up frying my todger by mistake."
"Well, my dear, that's because you're an incompetent in the kitchen, whereas I am a gourmet and can do wonders with a sausage," replied Draco, grinning, going over to Harry and kissing him.
"Well, it seems like the gourmet is letting the bacon burn," observed Harry. Draco swore and went to rescue the breakfast.

After breakfast they decided to go for a swim in the pool. As it was still quite early they had the pool almost to themselves. Harry decided to show off and attempted a complex dive off the top board, which went wrong about halfway down and ended up with Harry landing in the water flat on his back.

"Shut up, you!" scowled Harry, flinging water at Draco who was laughing so hard he had to hold on to the sides for support.
"Sorry, Harry," replied Draco, still laughing. "I guess you just can't be perfect at everything, can you?"
"Oh, and you can?"
"Naturally," replied Draco, climbing to the top board and executing a near-perfect swallow dive. He swam over to Harry, who was looking sulky. "Being perfect at everything is one of the things I do best."

"And what are the others?" murmured Harry seductively, moving closer to Draco and drawing him into a passionate embrace.
"Would you like me to show you?" whispered Draco, moving his hands down Harry's shorts.
"Mmm. Yes please," replied Harry, nuzzling Draco's neck.
"Not here though," said Draco, clearing his throat and moving away.
"Why not?" whined Harry.
"Because there's a couple of little kiddies just turned up with their mum and I don't think they'd appreciate us shagging in front of them, do you?" Harry blushed, kissed Draco once, then took him by the hand and led him up to their room.

"What shall we do now?" asked Harry later that afternoon, as they were lounging around by the pool eating ice-cream.
"I know!" said Draco. "We could go..."
"No shopping!" said Harry quickly. Draco shut up, looking disappointed.
"Why?" he pouted. Harry had to resist the temptation to laugh and tried to look serious.
"We've just come back! And you didn't buy anything, just looked at everything and then declared that it wasn't good enough. I swear those shop assistants looked ready to kill."
"Yeah, I know, but there's that thing on at that club tonight, and..."
"You don't have anything to wear," Harry finished, grinning. He sighed. "Go on then. Shopping."
"Great! I just have to go and change." Harry groaned as Draco sped across the lawn and into the hotel. He'd never known anyone go through clothes quite like Draco.

Later that evening, they had firmly established themselves on the dancefloor of the club. Harry didn't care what he looked like, he knew he must look stupid, but he'd got to that wonderful stage of drunkenness where Self Respect and Dignity had packed up left. Draco was also slightly tipsy and wasn't dancing, so much as waving his arms in the air totally out of time with the music and wasn't moving his feet much because he couldn't see straight and if he did move them he'd fall over. A few people had stopped whatever they were doing and laughing at them. Draco and Harry ignored them. They were having too much fun.

Then Draco tried to move a foot forward and lost his balance. He crashed into Harry, who crashed into the girl behind him, and pretty soon a sort of domino-effect was taking place, with people crashing into other people and falling over. Harry mumbled an incoherent apology to the girl and helped a grinning Draco up.

"Time to go home!" he announced.
"Yay! Let's go to bed!" Draco squealed, draping himself round Harry. "Harry?"
"Yeah?"
"Can you actually see anything?"
"No."
"Nor can I. Oh dear, we are in trouble!"
"We'll be able to find our way back to the hotel!" said Harry cheerfully, leading the way, stopping every few seconds to kiss Draco.

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End notes: Yeah, I'm ending here, mainly cos I could go on all night and I need *some* sleep after driving over a hundred miles today. Do you like it? Do you want me to continue? Tough if you don't cos I will anyway. :) Lots of love to those of you who choose to review! Not done too badly without the other two, have I?

****Bel's Surprise****

Bel, you know I love you. I love you more than anything in the world. I feel so lucky to be your boyfriend, and feel so privileged that you are my boyfriend. Writing these fics together has got me thinking. I've been thinking about a lot of things lately, which is why I've been so quiet. You asked me countless times what I was thinking about, I told you that I would tell you when I'm ready. I'm ready now.


Bel, will you marry me?