Disclaimer: I do not own Wizards of Waverly Place

A/N: Yes, Eidolon Twilight Princess brought up the idea of Max and Harper being a cute couple. And I fully agree with her!

A/N: Second oneshot of a series of oneshots! This one features an inspired moment from the episode "Future Harper"

Forgiveness is asked for as I'm trying to remember the exact quotes from the show.

"Boy Salad"

"I make myself a combination of sugar cubes and honey"

"Boy Salad?"

"Exactly!"

It was just days since she left the Sub Shop to see if Alex had given Harper permission, or 'herself' to write about all the adventures that the Russo siblings went through. Harper thanks Justin for given her the opportunity. Even after all those years of her being silly, Justin still thought of her as family.

The world 'slowly' welcomed the Wizarding World into Reality.

It was a slow climb but eventually everything went to being normal.

It was the day that she would sit down and writes another book. She really wanted to do something with vampires. And after the whole Juliet meeting, Harper figured that Justin would be pleased that she was writing about his darling love.

That was when she got the magical invitation to Alex and Mason's 'third' wedding.

How many times were those crazy kids going to get marry? After everything that Alex put Harper through with the first wedding (which included a wonderful trip to Vegas) and the first divorce (the second one, Harper just sent Alex a box of tissues via mail to the court house).

"Well I might as well," Harper stares at the clean white and lavender invitation, "I need an excuse to go back home."

Being stuck in the past had its issues. For one, she channeled her younger self to a certain degree.

Harper grimaces at the plates with Justin's face on it. After a few hours with a hammer and a bucket, she was ready to use the device Justin gave her to go back to the future.

Her brown eyes twinkle as she spots the newly remodeled Sub Station. A huge smile appears on her face as she enters the front door.

"Come on it, don't mind the mess," A male voice calls from the kitchen, "we're doing some updates. Have a seat and I'll be right with you."

Harper can't help but let out a small giggle.

A tall man with short, curly hair and big brown eyes walks out wearing an apron. Harper couldn't help but sigh at the sight of her handsome prince.

"Okay miss, what can I-"

"Hi honey," Harper waves cutely at him.

"Harp!" He grabs her from seat, picking her up and giving her a twirl in his arms.

"I thought you wouldn't be back until you wrote you next book?" He puts her down, staring down at her. He had gotten taller then his father but was just at eye level with his brother.

"Well…" Harper pulls out the invitation, "I needed an excuse."

"Ah, Alex and Mason," His brown eyes turn back to her, "why do you need an excuse to see me?"

"I dunno," Harper twirls a strand of hair around her finger, "because I just wanted to see you."

"You don't need an excuse to see me," He kisses the top of her head; "I miss you." He brushes a hand through her long, red hair.

"Oh I miss you too," Harper kisses his nose, "I met you today, well then today."

"What? How?" He gets a look on his face, "oh that…I am so sorry."

"Wow, how many times have you apologize for that?" Harper gets pull up off her feet again.

"Many times as I want," He puts her down, "I love you Harper."

"I love you too, Maxie," She kisses him; "I keep wondering if Alex or Justin ever remember what I said then. It's a shame they never caught on what would become something wonderful."

"You mean, the sugar cubes and honey?" Max grins, "I can't believe they never questioned it."

"I doubt they question it now," Harper smiles, "so third times a charm?"

"I give it two weeks, tops."

"They don't need to have another wedding."

"Well elopement didn't work either."

"I'm so glad I married you," Harper smiles, "I feel better now. Now that I can see you, and touch you, and everything."

"I'm glad you're happy too," Max smiles, "I was beginning to think I was the only one withdraw."

"Aw, did my poor little Maxie miss me?"

"Yes, he did, and he has been very very lonely for the past few nights," Max pouts his lips, making it almost too sexy for Harper to not drool for.

"Aw…" Harper kisses his pout, "how about I make it up to you?"

"Well, I can I think of one thing," Max smirks, to which Harper pokes his nose with her finger.

"What about the shop? Your Dad will walk by and call, asking why we're close in the middle of the day."

"I'll tell him we have a leak and a plumber is taking care of the problem," Max hurries to put up the close sign.

She watches him scurry around, thinking how much he had change since he was just about thirteen to fourteen years old. A suddenly overwhelming feeling of love rushes to Harper's eyes, making her weepy. Max turns around to only see Harper crying.

"What's wrong?"

"I love you so much, you dork. It's a shame I never caught on soon enough to see it."

"Hey," He reaches for her, pulling her into his arms, "don't worry about that. We both had some growing up to do."

"I know," Harper sniffles, "but just seeing you at that age, I just…realize that you are so much better then Justin."

He leans his forehead against hers, "even without the magic?"

"Yes," She kisses him, "before we go upstairs, can I ask for something?'

"Sure sweetie, what is it?"

What she was about to say was completely on the spot.

"I want to have a baby."

It didn't take much for Max to shoulder Harper up the stairs. Indeed, Jerry did call Max about the shop being close, leaving ten messages on the answer machine. The only time Max called him back was about a few weeks later asking how he feels about being a grandfather.