Disclaimer: I do not own the wonderful characters and plots of Harry Potter as they belong to JK Rowling. And the song 'Your Love is the Greatest Gift Of All belongs to the beautiful Michelle Wright and played by the wonderful Jim Brickman :)

Author notes: Here it is. The wedding fic follows after 'Harry Potter and the Crests of Hogwarts'. I suggest that you read the details given, in case some of you are newcomers.

Details:

Relation to previous fic: Yes

Type: One-shot; a sequel but can be read alone

Main Pairing: Draco/Harry and an OC/OC pairing (Shawn/Pixie)

Other pairings: Ron/Hermione, Neville/Ginny, Sirius/Remus and 2 other OC/OC pairing.

Writing style: Narrative. Written in Pixie's (An OC) POV.

Warning: OOC, very sappy, fluffy and mushy romance and possibly a clichéd plot.

Warning: Boy/Boy love a.k.a. shounen-ai. Don't like: don't read and leave. Like: stay, read and review if possible.

Consolation: There is a romantic moment for the main original character pairing and is not involved with shounen-ai (in other words: Boy/Girl love).

Comments accepted: Positive/Constructive comments are welcome but NO FLAMES. Click the back button if this is not your cup of tea.

Miscellaneous: If you want to know how the main pairings came to be, please head to 'Harry Potter and the Crests of Hogwarts'. Reviews and constructive criticism much appreciated. Song lyrics are in italics :)

19/5/2013: I decided to rewrite and reedit this story after completing 'Harry Potter and the Crests of Hogwarts'. It was written pretty sloppily after reading it and might as well finish it before tackling 'Unforgettable Memories'. Since 'Unforgettable Memories' comes after this one, I thought I should polish it up as snippets from both stories will be used as flashbacks. And I always wanted to put in at least a snippet of one of my favourite love songs to add atmosphere to the story. Enough from me, enjoy!

A Blessed Union

I cradle my now fully-grown cat, Tabitha, close to me as we stand outside the Malfoy Manor that is overlooking the vast English countryside that I've grown to love over the years. I straighten my glasses after a chilly breeze whistles by and hitting my face in a cold shiver. It is a beautiful wintry day today...it is two days before Christmas Eve. There is lots of sunshine and I just love the way the snow makes everything look like glittering crystal.

My mind is bathed in deep happy thoughts as I gaze at the snow-filled scenery before me. I can hear the hustle and bustle of a large number of people loitering outside the building. Most of them are families and couples. I spot Chris in the distance, checking the names off the guest register. I also see Neville going back and forth carrying various floral bouquets and arrangments into the manor and gives a quick smile in greeting when he sees me. The guests are all attired in robes of a multitude of colours and shimmering fabrics of silk, satin, gossamer and velvet that they almost look like magical flowers. I look down at Tabitha who looks up at me and starts meowing impatiently so I set her down on the snow banks. Fortunately, the new mittens I had knitted for her over the last few weeks are enough to cover her paws so that she doesn't get frostbite.

"What're you doing out here, Pixie darling? It's cold out here."

I smile as I recognise the soft, gentle voice of my childhood best friend and beloved fiancé, Shawn. I make no resistance as my silk and cashmere winter cloak covers my shoulders and a pair of strong arms encircles my waist, pulling me back towards a strong and warm chest. A pair of gentle lips kisses my forehead and I reach up to caress his cheek with my cold hand. I giggle as I feel his nose tickle my very sensitive skin of my neck. He inhales and sighs, leaving a kiss to mark me as his precious possession. He always told me that he loves the way I smell because it makes him think of the flowers we grow in our large garden of flowers outside our home. The new perfume I'm wearing enhances the sweet scent.
He then takes my hand into his to warm my skin up and I look at our linked fingers. On each of our left ring fingers is an intricate platinum band, each decorated with delicate patterns of tiny crystals with a coloured diamond in the center. Mine is strawberry pink while his is sky blue.
Being surprised was such an understatement when Shawn proposed to me on my 21st birthday in front of all our friends and family. When he revealed the matching rings to me, I was transfixed on how beautiful they looked in the room's lights. I was so blinded with happiness that I knocked him over onto the floor and kissed him senseless for all his worth, murmuring 'yes' all the time.
It's a sweet memory and I never want to forget it. I gaze in pure fascination of the glittering rings until Tabitha's meow tells me that I should give a reply.

"Out here admiring the countryside covered in snow, Shawn," I reply as I leaned back in his embrace.

"You shouldn't be even out here in the cold, my love..." Shawn's eyes were filled with worry...and with good reason, "You just recovered from a nasty bout of flu and you're still a bit weak. Are you sure you're okay?"

I smile reassuringly at him and kiss his cheek.

"My love, there is nothing to worry about. I'm right as rain today," I say as I turn around to face him, "What're you doing out here?"

"Before I forget, Draco wants to see you. He just came out of the dressing room. There's still thirty more minutes left before the reception begins."

Ah...how can I not forget it?
Today is the main event that the whole wizarding world had been anticipating. The day when my two dear friends, Harry and Draco are to get married. Draco chooses this day in winter because it reminds them on how they confessed their feelings for each other while they were still in Hogwarts.
On every get-together with our friends, I have always seen the two of them...always together...inseparable despite their blatant differences.
It had been hard enough to find acceptance in their years in Hogwarts but it is even more difficult them how to express their relationship in public. Surprisingly the news about the relationship is quickly accepted. But when they got engaged in a beautiful and emotionally charged evening (which will be another story to tell another time), there have been a time where nasty rumors are created to bring unneeded hatred and spite to them. Poor Harry became stressed and Draco was on edge nearly all the time. But they stood strong and we all proved them wrong to make them eventually become meaningless blabber.
I snap out of my reverie when Shawn tugs on my hand and he leads me inside. Tabitha follows us, occasionally allowing herself to be petted by the guests.

Shawn has told me that Draco is waiting in the Grand Hall. This has given me a chance to admire at the interior of the mezzanine. I look back and see Tabitha playing with a group of children. They are cooing with admiration as they stroke her fur and rub her tummy the way she likes it. Seeing my dear pet distracted, I walk down and made my way to the Grand Hall where the altar is situated. The Malfoy Manor has changed very drastically as far as appearances are concerned. The building itself is no longer dark and shadowed as I remember it to be. I walk down the corridor. The stony walls are brightly illuminated with torches in crystal holders and fixed with new candle chandeliers to make them look like they are made of solid marble. I pass several more rooms, knowing that one of those richly decorated rooms will be used for the reception hall where the feast is going to be. After a while, I stop at my destination. There is a large wooden altar at the end, lined by a red carpet in the center I assume is for the bride, or groom in this case, to walk on and the pillars are decorated with silk banners of green and silver. It is true that they are Slytherin colours but they also represent Draco and Harry's eye colours blending perfectly together. A grand piano is situated nearby in its splendour. Large vases filled with white roses and lilies scattered around the room wonderfully. There are benches and pews on each side, highly polished and smelled of sweet cedar. Looking up at the ceiling, I can see the night sky and snowflakes are slowly falling, disappearing before hitting the carpet. Just like the Great Hall's ceiling in Hogwarts during Christmas. There are candles levitated in the air but they are not lit just yet. I feel a presence behind me and I turn around to find myself staring into a pair of silvery grey eyes that immediately light up at my presence. They belong to Draco Malfoy.

"I guess your fiancé passed my message, Pixie," he walks over and smiles at me, "You look beautiful today."

I blush at the comment. I flick imaginary dust away from my violet and gold-lined robes that are so intricately designed to fit my physique.

"Flatterer...I just hope you aren't making poor Harry jealous with you always complimenting the ladies..." but I smile all the same.

Draco chuckles with mirth. He looks incredibly handsome. He is wearing tailored midnight black robes with a silver lined cloak. The silver colour is so magnificent that it brings out the colour of his eyes. His hair is no longer slicked with gel. I see that he decided to grow his hair slightly longer and ties it back with a dark grey silk ribbon. It does make him look more captivating as if he were a fairy prince. He has tanned too from a lot of outings to scavenge rare ingredients from the Forbidden Forest but he is just two or three shades lighter than Harry. He is still as tall as ever.
He takes one of my hands and holds it delicately, like I'm his Queen.

"It's beautiful in here. I can't believe that this is Malfoy Manor."

"It's not going to be called the Malfoy Manor anymore after today..."

The statement makes me look back at him with surprise. Draco has inherited his family property and wealth on his 18th birthday but why would Draco not call his the Malfoy Manor his home anymore even though he had bad experiences with his father in the previous years?

He senses my silent reaction and explains, "It's going to be renovated into a church from now onwards. Some wizards are going to run it by themselves. I want this building turned into something that would bring hope, happiness and solace to those who need it. We're going back to Godric's Hollow as our permanent new home after our honeymoon. We've already imposed so much on Remus and Sirius..."

"That explains it...I wonder where Yumiko and Ginny are...I haven't seen them around just yet," I say, "Any idea where Ron and Hermione are?"

"Ron and his family should be arriving soon with the cake. Yumiko and Ginny are with Harry now. I bet they're having a ball with him right now."

We both chuckle, comfortable in each other's presence.

"The floral arrangements are gorgeous," I point out, "Who made them?"

"Neville did, actually. It helps that he really excels in Herbology and being the professor for it."

"Why don't you come outside for some fresh air?" I suggest, "It's beautiful. There are lots of snow-filled endless acres of countryside."

He shakes his head, "No...I...I'd rather wait until the ceremony is ready to start...I cant wait to see my beloved Harry."

I can trace the fond loving tone every time he mentions Harry. I guess we won't see him until the wedding will begin.

"How are you doing as Potions professor?" I ask. Draco had inherited the position from his mentor and godfather, Severus Snape, after completing his teaching assistant assignment and proving himself more than capable to teach the subject to the next generation. Although he wasn't as strict or demanding as his mentor, he hasn't let up on the vast amount of homework assignments and in-class assessments.

"Good so far. The students are doing well yet they are still complaining they're getting too much homework. Those kids should be grateful that they'll receive the best education there is..."

"Well...I'm sure they'll get used to it. What about Harry? Is he doing well?"

"Of course," he beams, "He's the Quidditch referee and flying instructor in Hogwarts. He's doing something which he loves the most..."

I am not surprised. Harry still has a deep love for his favourite wizard sport while Draco maintains his devotion towards his favourite school subject. That meant that Draco and Harry can still spend a lot time together when they aren't teaching. It was also good for Harry to pass on the knowledge of the sport and basics of flying to the young students. They absolutely love him because he is fun to be with yet strict and stern when he had to be.

"What about you? How are you two doing? It's been quite a while since Shawn proposed to you."

"We are good. I've been traveling a lot lately since I have my music and art to pursue full time. But I had to stop when I got the flu so I've been resting up until now."

"We've got one of your singles, you know. You really are talented. I hope you don't mind that Harry and I have chosen one of your songs for our first dance together."

I flush and hide my face. It always feel strange to be complimented...especially by your closest friends. Then I decide to give Draco a piece of news that will interest him, "If you want to know, Shawn will be joining you guys in Hogwarts next term."

"Oh? That's interesting," Draco's tone is full of inquisitivity, "Which position will he be filling in?"

"Defense Against the Dark Arts. Professor Moody is going to retire soon and is apparently no longer fit for the job. Grandfather recommended him to the position since Shawn has proven to be capable of it."

"So what have you been doing if you're not doing your art and music?"

"When I have nothing to do, I go to Hogsmeade and help out at Honeydukes if they are short on staff. Or I just train up to London to see which art festivals and tours are on to pass the time while Shawn has business to do."

Just then, I hear the bells toll and chime and the levitated candles slowly ignite with golden sparkles as the snow sprinkled faster. I smile at Draco who grins back. He releases my hand and gives me a chaste kiss on my cheek.

"Good luck, Draco," I say to him. He turns and nods his head at me before heading outside to stand in cue. A kind looking man in priest garb passes by me with a small nod in greeting heads to the altar. A young woman holding a pile of music sheets accompany him and she sits in front of the piano.

I walk over to Shawn and take our seat at the front as the crowd start to enter the Hall.

Excited murmurs fill the air as the last of the guests file into the Hall and seat themselves on the last free benches and pews.
Tabitha has surprisingly arrived just in time and took her seat on my lap. I straighten her silk bow as Shawn smiles at me and kisses me on the cheek.
We watch in silence, listening to the soft music from the large grand piano as Draco walks down the aisle with best men, Chris and Blaise, who he has managed to rekindle their friendship, flanking him. The priest gives him a compassionate look as they approach him.

I look over the Hall. I easily spot Hermione along with two brown coloured heads and a redhead, twin boys and a little girl, their three beautiful little children. There were the rest of the Weasleys too but I don't see Ron anywhere. Ginny is carrying a small toddler in a blue onesie, a cute little boy with deep red hair with eyes like his father. Yumiko is sitting with her steady boyfriend, the same Slytherin student who courted her to the ball in their sixth year. Cho, Chris's fiancee, is also among the guests and sporting a small baby bump. I spot Remus and Severus sitting together and chatting something in whispers something about an upcoming meeting in the Ministry.
Just then, a harsh silence falls over the crowd and a shortened rendition of 'Clair de Lune' begins to play sweetly in the background. We immediately peel our eyes to the back and see the very man who captured Draco's heart.
Sirius Black is escorting Harry while Ron and Neville flank his other side. The Boy Who Lived looks really captivating. His black ruffled hair looks so soft and silky despite its messiness and his fine fringe effectively covers the fading scar on his forehead. His golden skin exudes a healthy glow which rivals the soft candlelight. He has somewhat caught up to Draco's height although he is still a few centimeters shorter. He is dressed in midnight black robes like what Draco is wearing except that he has a green lining decorating his cloak. The colour has brought out the glimmer of his eyes perfectly behind the new rimless spectacles Draco custom made for him for his 20th birthday. I hear that they are specially made that they wouldn't break due to its many enchantments. Harry could've gone to the best healers to get his sight permanently corrected but he confided to Draco that he always felt comfortable with the weight of the glasses resting on his nose.
I recalled that it had taken a while for Sirius to be accustomed in seeing his godson together with Draco. But eventually after seeing how Harry truly loves him, he finally accepted Draco with a heartfelt smile and gave them his blessings to their union.
Their eyes shine with deep love and affection as Draco takes his hand and lead him up the altar. Sirius takes his seat at the front with us beside Remus Lupin who, I found out a short time ago, is his lover. I briefly watch them link their hands together as their eyes fill with tears at the beauteous scene before them. Severus rolls his eyes and looks away and focuses on Draco instead, pride clearly shining in his dark irises. The priest opens the Bible and takes out his wand. He taps onto the hard wood to silence the emerging murmurs and he proceeds with the ceremony.

"Ladies and gentlemen...boys and girls...we have gathered here today to witness and bless the union of these two young men who have passed the trials and tribulations before them...in turn forming a love against impossible odds. I am deeply honoured for presiding the ceremony and to remind all of us that during the darkest times we have faced, we have fought to treasure the most precious element in our hearts that is called love. Here stand two courageous souls bringing a new beginning and a bright future. They are to be brought together by God's will. May they speak their vows before the presence of us and God. The rings, Mr. Malfoy? Mr. Malfoy?"

Draco looks lost in his lover's beautiful green eyes to hear the priest. Chris clears his throat and nudges the blonde who blushes with embarrassment. He takes the intricately designed platinum ring from Blaise's outstretched palm and squeezes Harry's left hand. He carefully slips it on his ring finger and speaks his vow.

"I give this to you, my beloved, a symbol of my undying love for you. When I was lost, I found myself in you. Harry, you're my savior and my life is not complete without you. I love you for all eternity."

Many people as well as I cannot help but shed tears as Draco finishes. Harry's eyes also are brimming up with tears. Draco reaches out and tenderly strokes his cheeks, wiping the crystal drops away. The priest is clearly touched by the vow. He brings himself together and nods at Harry, who takes the other identical ring from Ron who looks like he was about to bawl. He reaches to take Draco's left hand into his and places the ring onto his ring finger, speaking his vow.

"I always have deep feelings for you, Draco and I cannot bear to lose you. I pledge with my heart and soul to love you forever. Please accept this as a token of my love for you."

Draco smiles through his tears. It is Harry's turn to wipe the tears away. Many of us are smiling and I feel warmth circulating through me as I feel their love coursing through their souls.
We watch as the two young men break eye contact and face the priest who is ready with his wand.

"I shall now perform the Soul Bind Enchantment to bring these two souls together in eternity," the priest announces.

He waves his wand gracefully and chants. I can see a shower of blue and silver sparkles emerging from the tip of the wand before they solidify to form a silvery blue ribbon that looks like it is made of silk. It flows through the air, surrounding the couple before it shrinks and break magically in half. The ribbons then dive into their rings, making them glow in a soft gold aura before dissipating. I can see something sparkling on their rings. There are silvery blue diamonds embedded on the platinum bands, making them look more beautiful than ever.
Draco then reaches out and takes Harry's hand tenderly. The priest smiles with wise eyes.

"I pronounced you married. Let us witness their first kiss as bounded souls...as spouses..."

I smile as Draco draws Harry close to him and cups the back of his dark head. Harry reaches up to stroke his beloved's neck. They both close their eyes, tilt their heads and their lips meet in a loving kiss. We, along the rest of the crowd applaud loudly and I can see several photographers flashing pictures with their cameras. I can see the Creevy brothers there too. No doubt they're from the Daily Prophet.
The two men pull back after a moment to face the crowd with content smiles while the priest announces with a loud voice.

"Ladies and Gentlemen...I present you the newly-weds: the Malfoy-Potters. May God Bless You."

The Hall breaks out in a loud applause with hoots, whoops, cheers and yells. Shawn and I merely smile wide with joy as the snow trickle down from the ceiling and fall onto the couple, like confetti. They walk down the aisle with locked hands, smiling with bright faces, the cheering growing louder each second.
We trail behind them to the reception hall where the feast is about to begin.

The feast was sumptuous, the gift presentations to the newly-weds were impressive and the well-wishing speeches short and entertaining. Finally, the cake appears in the center and it was impressive. The shimmering 8 multi-tiered cake is covered in snowy white chocolate frosting. Sugar silver blue roses and baby's breath decorate the edges with green and silver marzipan ribbons. A heart shaped gold ornament shines on the top-most layer, giving off an ethereal glow.
Fred and George, presidents of their joke shop and prank devices inventors extraordinaire, have volunteered to be Masters of Ceremonies for the wedding. While they did a commendable job keeping the guests entertained for the evening, the other Weasleys are wary of the tricks they might pull off, especially today. Ron is watching them suspiciously while Harry and Draco give each other nervous looks.
The two redheaded adults grin up to the newly-weds, beckoning them over to cut the cake.
After both young men draw the knife into the cake to cut a slice, the top layers start to fizzle fireworks. They are fizzing and exploding out of nowhere and everywhere to the top of the ceiling, creating a loud, cracking but an impressive colourful display of fire sparkles.
I look at Tabitha with sympathy as she screeches and darts onto my lap, looking up at me with fearful eyes.
Draco who is nearer to the fireworks is shielding his new husband protectively who is clearly shocked. The taller man throws a death glare at the twins who merely grin and chuckle.

"New product on the line. Cake crackers. Guaranteed to spice up the life of a party."

"It's successful for a first attempt, George. But it might be better to make the cracks louder."

"Better add to the inventory list. More wizard gunpowder, they'll pack a wallop. Won't be long until they'll be out on the market."

We are left spellbound by the display and by the comments they are making. Some of the guests look pale with fright while others are irritated by the sudden outburst of the loud cracking sounds. But nevertheless, we applaud as the fireworks finally fade into the air. The cake is sliced and distributed to every one of us by the house elves.
I give my piece to Tabitha to console her after scraping off the chocolate icing as much as I can. She is soon daintily licking up the bits of the cake, happy to have a sweet treat. Shawn is holding my hand tenderly as we share his piece together. It is creamy and delicious with a light sweetness of apples and pears and fluffy texture. The sugar rose is divine and simply melts on my tongue and the marzipan is chewy and soft like the finest cotton. I lean against his shoulder and steal a peek at Harry and Draco.
Harry and Draco are feeding each other small slices of cake, sharing an occasional kiss or two. Draco is looking very eagle-eyed, shining with more than love in his silvery orbs. He whispers something in Harry's ear, making him blush. I bit back a chuckle myself, having a very clear idea of their forecoming...activities.
It isn't long before the centre floor is cleared and a disco ball is levitated at the top of the ceiling.
The lights are dimmed softly and soft music floats through the air. Candles levitate near the shiny ball, casting its colourful lights throughout the large room.

"To end this event, the hottest couple will share their first dance together to the song they have chosen to commemorate this night. Other couples are welcome to join in."

Various couples start to gather on the vacant space. Tabitha cocks her head in a cute way before she prances to the Weasley children and starts to play with them.
Just then, I feel Shawn tugging on my hand, leading me to the dance floor where the other couples are. Ron gathers Hermione close and kisses her forehead. Neville hugs Ginny and twirls her around with a small chuckle. All the while, Mr and Mrs Weasley look on fondly at their youngest children with their spouses while also giving the twins, Bill, Charlie and Percy pointed looks at why they didn't follow their example. Yumiko and her beau are also on the dance floor while Chris opts to stay by Cho's side as he strokes her swollen stomach gently.
Shawn, myself and the rest of us watch Draco and Harry get up from their table and take the center. Draco smiles and kisses the back of his husband's hand. He then links his arms around Harry's waist. Harry sighs and smiles back as he winds his arms around his husband's neck, resting his dark head on his shoulder. The soft music strums through the air. My eyes widen when I recognise the melody played on the piano through the speakers. I recall I have chosen to sing this song to celebrate the long joyful years Shawn and I have spent together as steady lovers...

"It's not the flowers wrapped in fancy paper...

It's not the ring I wear around my fingers...

There's nothing in all the world I need...

When I have you here beside me...here beside me..."

I lean my head against Shawn's shoulder, savouring the warmth between us as we slow dance. I can feel his gentle hand in my hair once again. I just love the way he calms my nerves, ready to protect me from harm. The other photographers had left but I see Colin and his brother taking more pictures of the party with zealous enthusiasm. The crowd didn't care less because they were too caught up in the romantic moment to notice.

Shawn gently manoeuvres my head onto his chest so that I can hear the steady thumping of his heart that beats only for me.

"I love you, Pixie..." I can hear him whisper against my temple with utmost tenderness, "I love you so much..."

"I love you too..." I whisper back as I kiss his cheek in return.

"In your arms, I found a strength inside of me...

And in your eyes, there's a light to guide me...

I would be lost without you...

And all that my heart could ever want has come true..."

I look over to Harry and Draco. They look so calm and happy together, bathing in a cocoon of love and warmth. As they sway to and fro at the center of the dance floor, their eyes seem to sparkle as brightly as the glittering rings adorning their slender fingers. They are bound together by body and soul. Their love for each other is strong...I can feel it in the deep pits of my soul.

"You could offer me the sun...the moon...

But I would still believe...

You gave me everything when you gave your heart to me..."

I bury my head further in Shawn's shoulder and kiss his neck while he murmurs endearments to me and holds me even tighter. We rock back and forth as we are swept away by the haunting melody of their chosen song.

"But I couldn't ask for more...

''Cause your love is the greatest gift of all..."

It is too beautiful for a moment to break. It simply is so...magical and astounding. I look over again at Harry and Draco. Both of them are now tearful and wearing the most beautiful smiles as they tenderly kiss each other. They need the solace...the comfort that only the other could bring...

"You could give me wings to fly and catch me if I fall...

Or pull the stars down from the sky so I could wish on them all...

But I couldn't ask for more...

'Cause your love is the greatest gift of all..."

I'm just so happy they finally achieve the peace and happiness that has eluded them in their troubled youth. This moment couldn't be more perfect for them.

It won't be long before the festivities will end for the newly-weds. Harry and Draco stand still on the dance floor as the taller man kisses his husband's neck and once again whispers in his ears. Harry's face turns into an even darker shade of red like a fully bloomed rose. I see Remus and Sirius shaking their heads and chuckling from their table. Severus shakes his head at the audacity but a smirk works its way on his thin face. The three older men and the Weasley twins approach the couple and are whispering amongst themselves. They shake hands with each other and the Weasley twins pass a small gift box to the couple. The newly-weds peek inside and there were different reactions to the contents: Draco is smirking and eying his husband lustfully while Harry buries his bashful face against the taller man's shoulder in embarrassment.

Sirius chants a Sonorus charm to his throat and calls out to the rest of the guests, "Everyone! We would just like to take a minute to hear from our hottest couple before they depart for the night. They have a long flight to Switzerland tomorrow morning so please allow them to say a few words."

Then he passes the honour over to Draco and Harry. Draco smiles at his husband encouragingly as Harry presses his wand to his throat...

"Everyone...I...huh...My husband and I want to thank you all for being here tonight. No amount of words could express...the...this overflowing happiness we feel in our hearts. We feel so blessed that...that many of you guys stuck by us and...this...this whole wedding couldn't have transpired without your love and support...you guys are simply the best..." Harry is stuttering nervously but his words are filled with heart and sincerity. He turns to Draco who kisses his forehead gently, "I really don't know of anything else to say but...an early Happy Christmas and...we'll see you all in the new year..."

Cheers and cat calls break out as Draco suddenly shoves the mysterious gift box to Harry, carries him bridal-style and snogs the daylights out of him. When they break apart, Harry is pleasantly dazed and clings onto the other man tightly.

"And now if you excuse us, my husband and I have our wedding night to enjoy," Draco says elegantly as he whisks his spouse away from the room.

The room is filled with amused laughter. They need all the rest they can get. The flight will be rather long, I know that from experience. Switzerland is lovely at this time of the year and their ski resorts are to die for. And don't forget their lovely wines and best tempered chocolate...although...I highly doubt that they will get THAT much rest, given the reactions I just observed a moment ago...

The party resumes at a more comfortable pace. Shawn and I continue to slow dance.

"Darling..." I gaze up at Shawn who smiles at me, "Our own wedding will be as beautiful as theirs..."

"I know...I can hardly wait," I smile, my fingers fiddling with the baby soft hair at the nape of his neck.

As I sway on the dance floor with my fiancé gently rocking me to and fro to a new slow song, I solemnly pray that Harry and Draco's love for each other will continue to blossom and grow stronger each and every day.

I feel like anything is possible as long as love is there to guide those who believe. I've seen how well Harry and Draco's wedding is preceding and so what I have felt must be true.

I wish them the very best of luck and hope that good fortune will always come their way.

I close my eyes in bliss, enjoying the warmth I share with my fiancé.
With my eyes shut, I picture myself in the white silk wedding dress of my dreams and Shawn in a smart white tuxedo. He is holding out a gloved hand to lead me to the altar in our own wedding, to create our own future together.

Only one thought that best describes Harry and Draco's matrimonial union of their souls runs through my mind:

It is indeed a blessed union...

THE END

Author's note: Now that it's done, I can finally tackle 'Unforgettable Memories' and add more Special Bookmarks :) Anyhow, reviews are greatly appreciated and I hope that you guys continue to read my stories in my archive :) and see you in 'Unforgettable Memories'! Ah wait, I forgot to mention...after rewriting this fic...I have decided to add a bonus to this oneshot: that's right! Harry and Draco's wedding night! So you know what this means :D as soon as I finish writing it, this story will be bumped up to the M rating so look out for it! This will be my first Harry Potter yaoi so I will get it up as soon as I can!