Something To Live For… By HPFangirl71
Draco looked around at the forest covered in white… it was cold, way too damn cold! He didn't have any idea why on earth Harry had dragged him out here in this weather. So far, he hadn't given Draco a single clue as to why they were outside on this cold and blustery day. He would've much preferred being back at the hotel room they had rented this Christmas vacation. This was the fifth year they had decided to vacation in the remote hills of Vermont.
Harry seemed to love this place which was Draco's main reason for being here at all. He loved anything that made Harry truly happy. Especially since he knew how much Harry had given up so many years ago just to be with Draco. He deserved to be happy and if some cold, dreary town out in the country brought him that, then Draco would just have to make the most of it. Being out here though, in the middle of the empty snowy woods was way beyond his idea of selflessness. He hated the cold. Only a game of Quidditch could drag him out on a day like this. Harry was out of his mind.
"What the bloody hell are we out here for Harry? Its damn cold and I'd much rather be inside getting cozy near a warm fire!" he finally complained.
Harry chuckled to himself, "Well, I thought this would be the perfect place to ask you something…"
"You dragged me all the way out here to ask me a question!? What the hell, Harry!"
Draco tried feebly to resist as Harry pulled him close. He felt that resistance fade as Harry's arms wrapped around him and a moment later, he felt himself returning Harry's urgent kisses. The warmth of Harry's body snug against his, made him temporarily forget about the chill in the air. When Harry pulled away from him, he looked serious.
"What is it Harry? Why exactly did you bring me out here? I don't think it was just to snog cause we could've done that back at the hotel."
"You're right Draco, I brought you here for a more important reason. I wanted this moment to be perfect, for us to be surrounded by God's majestic beauty."
Draco suddenly wondered where exactly Harry was going with this conversation.
"Just get to the point Harry! You know how I hate all that romantic, flowery junk…"
Harry smiled up at the pale young man standing near him. Draco was always impatient and self absorbed but he had other traits that made Harry love him deeply. A flash of Draco, pale and sweating as he lay trapped under Harry's body made Harry blush deeply. Quickly he pushed the memory to the back of his mind and turned to concentrate again on the matter at hand.
Draco looked into Harry's beautiful green eyes and was shocked at the next words to come out of Harry's lips.
"Draco Malfoy… will you do me the honour of spending the rest of eternity as my husband?"
Draco felt shocked and at first he was speechless. When he finally found his ability to speak again he whispered, "Are you sure about this Harry?'
"Of course I am, I've never been more sure of anything in my whole life."
Draco looked again into that sea of green and saw nothing but love and adoration. He knew that this was what would truly make Harry happy. There was nothing Draco wanted more than to see the man he loved happy. With that rush of happiness warming him from head to toe, Draco pulled Harry close to him once more and whispered huskily into his ear "Yes…"
