Chapter VI: The Much Awaited Day
It was the day of the wedding. Harry made it very clear to his staff that there will be no media allowed, may it be muggle or not. His staff is clearly aware of the term "muggle" since they are comprised of both muggles and wizards.
Draco sat in his room staring at the mirror in front of him when his (or rather theirs) friends entered. "Nervous?" Hermione asked him smiling. "You bet" was all he replied. "You should be happy; you're finally going to be with him." Pansy said as he hugged him from behind. "I don't know if I should be, after all, he seems to be a different person now. I don't know, it's as if his holding something back. It's very difficult to read him. Unlike before, I know where I stand. But now, I don't know if he actually agreed to this just for convenience." Draco moped. "Shush. There's no sense to feel so down Dray, after all today is your wedding! Come on you have to hurry up or that dashing groom of yours might be swept up by another witch or damsel down there!" Hermione reprimanded him. "No need to worry, Dray we're here for you. Even the boys are actually anxious as to what's gotten into Harry these past years. I bet they will try to catch up with him. So relax dear." Pansy added as they helped him get dressed.
The wedding is being held at the gardens of the Manor's lawn. There was a giant marquee set up for the event. The area was decorated in a mix of silver and green, something that reflects the colour of the couple's eyes. As the ceremony began, all eyes are focused on the couple who was wearing suits of identical design but in opposite colours. Harry was wearing a black one while Draco's is white. The ceremony went well and soon enough the reception started. The event is private and only relatives and close friends were invited. There was Draco's mother, Narcissa of course. Then the Weasleys which consists of Ginny and her husband Adrian Pucey (Slytherin's former Chaser), Ron and Pansy, Bill and Fleur, Percy and Audrey, George and Angelina, and Charlie and his partner Oliver. Blaise and Hermione Zabini, Neville and Luna Longbottom and a few of Harry's muggle staff were present.
While everyone was busy chatting with each other, Harry stood up and walked over to the side of the marquee as he held his phone. He was speaking in Greek when Ron got near him. "Congratulations, mate." He greeted Harry once he put down his phone. Harry smiled at him "Thanks Ron. How's it going with you and Pansy?" he said. "Well, we're hoping we could have a baby soon" Ron chuckled "So what kept you busy and why in the bloody hell were you not able to owl us? We were freaking worried about you mate" he continued. Harry just laughed "Easy Ron, I don't think this is the right time for me to discuss the answers to your questions but we'll get there ok. But for now, let's enjoy a' right" Harry beamed at him and gestured to go back to the celebration inside the tent.
After the party, one of Harry's staff named Stamos approached the couple and rushed them inside the house. "Master there are paparazzi outside the Manor, please stay inside until we've set them off" he declared. Harry led Draco upstairs and into their room. Draco glanced at him on their way and he noticed that the brunette has a dim look on his face. He just took a deep breath and just shrugged it off.
Once inside the room, Harry made sure that the door is locked and faced Draco. "What was that all about?" Harry asked him as he removed his coat. "Are you accusing me of spilling the beans and inviting those paparazzi down there?" Draco answered back in exasperation. "Who else would? DID I NOT MAKE MYSELF CLEAR THAT I DO NOT WANT THOSE MEDDLESOME FOOLS TO BE POKING THEIR NOSES INTO OUR WEDDING? DID I NOT TELL YOU THAT?!" Harry bellowed at him. Definitely his new husband is in rage as he shoves off his shirt and sent Draco a deadly glare. Taken aback, he stepped backward only to find the back of his knees hit the edge of their four poster bed. "I swear Harry! I did not call for the media. I don't even know how they found out." He explained in an almost pleading tone.
Draco is in the verge of crying. Here he is, just married to the man he only loved and will be the only one for him but the said man seems to be not reciprocating what he feels…anymore. It's as if he is a different person already. He still has those captivating emerald eyes, same breath taking body, alluring looks only to be defiled by his short temperedness and harsh words. He used to be optimistic on all occasions, finding something to smile about even on the darkest times but now he seems to be angry at everything. "I don't know him anymore" Draco thought sadly to himself. "It seems like he only decided to marry me because of this house. Why is he that desperate to have this house?"
Harry was looking intently at the man who is now seated on the bed. He walked towards that direction and stopped in front of him. "Still the same cunning Slytherin you are. Always will be a vile Malfoy." He stated with mockery as he closed the distance between them. He traced Draco's jaw with his fingertips tilting his chin so that the blond will look at him. Harry bent down to capture his lips and pull Draco up never breaking the kiss. Draco was struggling to pull away from him but Harry held his head in place as his hands roam Draco's body.
Draco gasped as he felt that his clothes vanished which gave access for Harry to slip his tongue into his mouth. He licked the insides of his mouth as if memorizing every inch of that cavern. He gently pushed him to the bed without breaking the kiss as he began to fumble with the remains of his own clothing. Harry pulls away and stares at the flushed state of the man beneath him. He brought his mouth to the juncture of the Draco's neck and shoulders as he fondled with blonde's nipple. Upon feeling the sensation it caused him, Draco arched his back and let out sly whimper as he closes his eyes. Harry then brought his lips to capture the sensitized nub and played with it as his hands skimmed its way to his thighs, drawing feathery circles on it.
"Wait!" Draco suddenly said as he opened his eyes and realized what they are about to do. "I can't — we can't…" his resistance drowned as Harry captured his lips with a very slow and sensual kiss, a kiss that they used to share before. "What do you mean by we can't hmmm?" Harry asked as he gives Draco's torso wet little kisses as he moves towards his groin. Draco lost it as he wriggled on the bed, giving in as Harry leads him to oblivion. His moans and whimpers getting louder as Harry breathes on his member. "Is it Astoria hmmm?" he taunted Draco.
"I'll make you forget her and have it etched on your body, soul and mind that you belong to me! Not her" and with that Harry engulfed his leaking member as his tongue stroked it inside his mouth. Draco arched his back and buckled his hips as he held onto the sheets. "Aaah…Harry….nnnnnnggh...m…gonna….oooooooooooohhhh…cum" he moaned as he restrained himself from screaming, afraid that their household staff might hear them. "Let go, Dray let go. No one will hear us" Harry cooed as he traces feathery circles on Draco's entrance. "Harry….ngh…no…aaah…others" he sucked his breath as he felt a lubed finger penetrate him. "You were saying darling?" Harry purred. "I had….oooh" Draco panted. "No others but youuuuuuuu!" he screamed as Harry nudged his prostrate when he plunged two fingers into him. "Really now Draco. Let's I believe you." Harry mocked as he stretched Draco with a scissoring movement of his fingers.
Harry pulled out and aligned himself along Draco's entrance. He looks at Draco's face, all flushed and sweaty. He pushes in and waited for Draco to adjust. He held onto Harry's shoulders for support as the other man settled himself within him. Once the burning sensation has subsided, Draco nodded for Harry to move. "Slowly please. I meant it when I said I haven't had anyone other than you." Draco pleaded as he stared into Harry's lustful eyes. "Oh so you mean to say, no one has fucked you other than me but you fucked Greengrass then." Harry growled in Draco's ear as he roughly rocked against the man beneath him. Draco started to moan and held onto Harry's torso as the sensation he felt got stronger. With every thrust into his body, the heat builds up into his groin and the more he felt connected to Harry. He clung onto Harry's neck as he climaxed and Harry buried his face in the junction of Draco's neck as he spilled his seed in Draco.
Harry fell on top of Draco as they wallow in their afterglow. He caressed the blonds face as gently nibbled on his ear. "I'll just go and get a shower and I expect you to be ready for me when I'm done." Harry stated as he got up and placed a towel on his shoulder. Upon hearing this, Draco became aware of what had just happened. He got up and picked up the nearest piece of clothing he can find, which happened to be Harry's jacket and covered himself with it. "No, this is just a one off. A colossal mistake! We shouldn't have done it in the first place!" He shouted at Harry. He felt angry with himself for letting it happen, for giving in to him just like that. After all that happened and what he just said. "I hate you!" Draco said as he strode off towards the door. "Where do you think you're going?" Harry said in a dangerous tone. A tone that clearly sends a message of "Do not mess with me" very clearly. " I am going to my room". Draco stated in a matter-of-factly way.
"You try to step out of this room and I'll make sure that you and your mother will have a life like a living hell!" he hollered at the blonde. Draco just stood there feeling infuriated, he does not want to have his mother involved in this complicated situation of his. He contemplated and tried to calm his self and said "Okay, I'll just step outside and grab some of my stuff from the other room. I'll be back." He huffed and stepped out of the room. Harry did not argue when Draco stepped out of the room and just went on his way to the shower.
When Draco got back to the room, Harry was already done taking a shower and was busy talking to the phone with a sparkle in his eyes as he laughed. He went straight to the shower to freshen himself up he assumed that once he steps out Harry might not even notice him there. Once done with his shower, Draco went into their room and got on the bed. "Would you like something to eat?" Harry offered him. That surprised Draco "Damn this person is much terrible than a woman with a period when it comes to being moody" he thought to himself. "No, thanks. I'm not hungry" he replied and turned his back to him to go to sleep. "Fine then. Have it your way." Harry replied.
It turned out that Harry will not go to sleep immediately. He made five different phone calls in five different languages. Draco could not sleep as he is hearing Harry talk and to aggravate the situation, the lights are turned on as he was working on papers as he talked. It amazed him that Harry can speak in French, Italian, Russian, Japanese and Greek. When and where did he learn those were all Draco could think of as he lulled himself to sleep.
When Draco woke up the next morning the sun was already shining. He looked around their room and it seems like Harry is nowhere in sight. He got up and as he was about to step away from the bed when he noticed a small red box on the edge. He picked it up and read the note attached to it "My Dragon". He opened the box and saw a silver necklace with a dragon pendant; it had green emeralds for the eyes. He clutched the box into his chest and sighed. He knew the gift was from Harry.