"The Luckiest Day Of His Life" Harry fidgeted with Hus jet black dress slacks, trying desperately to ignore the sweat increasing in the center of his palms. He caught a glimpse of the breath taking blond out of the corner of his eye. He was dressed immaculately. A form fitting deep sapphire button up dress shirt that hugged his brooding muscles perfectly. Aligned with charcoal gray slacks that did wonders to accentuate his perfect arse beautifully, he looked downright ravishing. If it weren't for Harry's nerves and where they were, he would have had him pinned against the nearest wall and moaning his name five minutes ago. His eyes met those familiar stone grays, the blue speckles showing even more. He envied the calmness he saw inside them. It downright frustrated him. Here he sat racked full with angst and anticipation, yet he looks as if he had just woke from a beautiful dream. It wasn't fair! "Sweetheart!" The blond exclaimed, seeming to have picked up on his lengthy gaze. "You must try to calm yourself love! Here." He cooed at Harry. Before Harry had the chance to say a word Dracos was handing him a beautiful velvet red box. His breath hitched as his fingers collided with the other mans as he took the box. "Harry there's no need to get all teary eyed dear," he smiled teasingly. "What is it Dray?" His curiosity sounded intensely with a hint of eagerness as he began to open the velvet box. Inside he saw a milk chocolate truffle adorned with a sliver of gold atop it. "Its my little twist on that muggle Godiva candy you love so much dear." He offered with a sweet smile as he wiped the caramel dripping onto Harrys chin. "Thank you." Harry whispered leaning in to meet Dracos lips. "Misters Malfoy and Potter!?" A stout kind faced woman questioned the two, holding open a door. The men broke apart to stand and greet her. Taking Dracos hand in his, he was quite surprised the lack of trembling sweaty palms. He actually felt rather eager, confident even. He beamed towards Draco following the woman. Drake leaned over, allowing his delicate platinum locks to entangle themselves into Harrys auburn mess of hair, he whispered " Nothing like a bit of luck, huh love?" Squeezing Harrys hand. They sat in front of the small desk and Harrys eyes immediately fell to the quill floating above some parchment. He winced as he was reminded of Rita Skeeter. Hardly speaking throughout the interview, he smiled as he heard Draco command the conversation. He adored for that. He always knew how to calm him down and how to take care of any situation at hand. He offered Dracos hand a light squeeze. His eyes were called to attention when the woman stood and walked around the desk. "Please kindly sign these," parchment floated over to the couple and Draco began reading it over and signing. "I'll be back momentarily." She offered pleasantly. Harry smiled and signed his names on the glowing lines. "Do you think it went well?" He asked Draco in a somewhat worry some voice. "I think --" Draco began but was interrupted by a sudden clap. The stout woman stood before them with her hands laced behind her. "Well gentlemen, " she cleared her throat "I believe there is someone whid like to meet you." She stepped to her side, revealing a beautiful auburn haired little girl with rosey cheeks holding the hand of a small platinum haired little boy with blue eyes bigger than an ocean. Harrys smile widened so much that his jaw hurt. "Meet Lily and Scorpius, gentlemen. Your new family." Both men's hearts throbbed inside their chests. Draco turned to Harry and whispered " I Thank Merlin's beard for Felix Felicis!" Giving him a wink before he kneeled to meet the children. Harry had never felt so lucky. #Gryffindor