He loves me, I don't know why but he does. He loves me in all my Slytherin, evil, death eater glory. I love him, I don't know why but I do. I love him in all his Gryffindor, golden, boy-who-lived glory. It was not supposed to be like this, we were supposed to be enemies, we were supposed to hate each other, and we did once upon a time.
As I looked at the man laying next to me, the man who was my husband and I knew why. To him it did not matter what house I had belonged to, to him I was not evil I was just Draco, and he knew I was forced to be a death eater; the dark mark did not matter to him. To me it did not matter what house he had been in, to me he was not golden he was just Harry and I knew that he had not chosen to be the boy-who-lived it had just happened, his lightening bolt scar did not matter to me.
Harry is my world; he is the one who my heart beats for. I lie here for at least an hour every night watching him sleep. He is the most beautiful thing in existence. People thought we wouldn't last, ten years ago when we married, they thought we would end up killing each other. I mean sure Harry and me argue. A lot. But we love each other and that's all that matters, we would die for each other. I'm pulled out of my thoughts by to emerald eyes.
"Hey"
"Hello my love" I reply
"Why are you awake?" he asks
"Just thinking," I answer softly
"About?"
"How much I love you"
"Awwww that's sweet Dray"
I don't reply I simply lean in and kiss his lips softy
"Draco, you are my world. You're the reason my heart beats" he smiles
Harry often voices what I am thinking. "The same goes for you Re"
"Dray what time is it?"
"Erm…3.30"
"Dray"
"Yeah love"
"Go back to sleep"
With that, Harry left for the land of dreams, Draco soon followed but not before thanking his lucky stars, he had Harry in his life.