Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. I am merely the puppeteer. JKR owns them. They are her babies, not mine.

Harry gazed up at his silver-haired prince, murmuring, "I love you, sweetheart. You're my only. You're so perfect."

"Awww, darling, I know I'm perfect. I am a Malfoy, after all." Draco teased back, enjoying his Harry's blush.

"Draco. I'm serious. You're it. You're the only one. I love you," Harry said, running his fingers through Draco's perfect hair.

They laid like that for a moment, Harry's head in Draco's lap, just enjoying being near the other. Draco closed his eyes for a moment, soaking in the pure bliss of his Harry, and trying to stop time, to stay in that moment for the rest of time. Then he had an idea.

"Harry?"

"Yeah, Draco?"

"I'm going to the bathroom. Be right back, ok?"

"Ok, Draco."

Draco walked to the bathroom, thinking of the best way to execute his idea. They were only just out of school, after all. Maybe they should wait. No, thought Draco. Now.

He conjured a silver crown with emeralds all around and fiddled with the design until he deemed it perfect. Then, gathering his courage, he walked out of the bathroom and to his Harry on the couch.

"You're back," Harry stated. Draco nodded. Harry reached out his arms and sleepily said, "Come here, I want my pillow back."

"No, darling. I want to ask you something."

Harry's eyes snapped open. Draco never called him darling. The last time he'd done that had been after the Battle of Hogwarts, when Draco thought he was dying. "Sweetheart, is everything alright?" Harry worriedly asked.

"Everything's perfect Harry. Just perfect," Draco replied, smiling gently at Harry. "I was wondering . . . well, I was wondering, are you happy? I mean, do you love me? Are you happy with me?"

"Of course I am, Draco, I love you so much it hurts. You're my prince. You're the only one. Didn't I just say that?" Harry asked, looking both concerned and confused at the same time.

"You did just say that, darling. I'm just making sure. Harry . . . Harry, I love you. You mean so much to me. I don't know how I'd survive without you. You are my sun."

"And you're my moon, Draco. What-"

"Let me finish. You are my sun, and I am so lucky to wake up every day with you beside me. I love you more than everything else in this world. I cannot live one second without you. Harry James Potter, would you do me the honor of marrying me?"

Harry's eyes filled with tears. "Draco, I love you too. I never thought I'd love anyone as much as I love you."

"So, is that a yes?"

"Of course it's a yes, you ponce."

"Good." And Draco planted a kiss on Harry's lips, before taking out the conjured crown. Draco gently settled it on Harry's wild hair, adjusting it so the biggest emerald faced forward. "I love you, my king."

"And I you, my prince."

I love you all for reading this! Thank you so much, darlings!

XOXO,

The Dark Queen