Epilogue

"Are you ready?" a voice asked me. I sighed and slowly opened my eyes.

"Yeah", I said and tried to look more calm and relaxed than I felt. He rolled his eyes at me.

"Honestly, Potter, just relax already. It's not a big deal", Draco said. We had been going out now for months. Well, officially for a couple of weeks. He still called me "Potter" most of the time, "Harry" was reserved for the more intimate and private moments. Those moments when he called me "Harry" made everything just that much more special, something that lies only between us. Him and me.

I relaxed. Shook my arms and legs a bit to lose the tension.

"Satisfied?" I asked, he took a step towards me.

"Very", he said and put one hand on my back.

"Honestly, I have to be the woman", I said exasperated, the bastard just snickered. "It's only because I'm shorter, right?"

"Right", he agreed sounding amused and gripped my hand tightly, held it up by our sides. I can't believe we were doing this.

I told him so. He snorted but didn't respond to it.

"Just follow my lead", he said so I did. I had told him about the last time that I danced and that I could've broken the toes of my dance partner if it wasn't for her wearing shoes. He just laughed at that and told me it was a good thing then that he would be the one to "sweep me off my feet".

We moved like that for a bit, like one person. It took a while for me to relax enough to actually follow his lead but I think I did a fairly good job at it.

"When We Were Young" by Adele was playing softly in the background. As softly as we were moving.

"You look like a movie, you sound like a song", I sang quietly to myself, Draco started chuckling, it made me realize how close we've moved, his rib cage was shaking against mine as he was chuckling. His breath tickled my face and I could do nothing but smile. I didn't feel the need to hide this, this time around anyone could walk in on us and witness our intimacy. It was official, I was dating Draco Malfoy.

It took some time for Molly to warm up to the idea of me and Draco. Of me and another man. But nowadays she cared warmly of him, she's been trying to get us to attend the Saturday Lunch at the Weasley Cottage for some time now, we still haven't taken it upon ourselves to go.

"You do look like a movie, you know", I said and looked into his beautiful grey eyes. He snorted, looked away from me and then he blushed. "What?" I smiled. He faced me.

"Nothing", he said and looked between my eyes and my lips as if asking for permission. Then he bent down and kissed me. It was sweet and careful as if tasting each other for the first time all over again and it was fine by me. This time around we had all the time in the world. This time there was no sneaking around, though I do admit that I did love the thrill of that whole living in the moment, but I loved this too. I loved this better because this time I didn't have to wonder if every kiss or touch would be the last one, this time I knew that more were to come and that was more exhilarating than sneaking around.

"I see you started without us". We broke apart to turn our gazes to the door. Ginny was watching us with her arms crossed and an eyebrow raised. By her side stood Blaise who had one arm swung around her.

"Aren't we supposed to wait for the bride and groom", teased Blaise. I could tell Draco was rolling his eyes.

"Oh, we were", he said and placed one of his hands at the small of my back.

Now it was Blaise's time to roll his eyes.

"Oh, honestly, all of you. Patient, much?" Hermione and Ron stepped in. All of us were wearing sportswear, we were having a dance lesson the lot of us to prepare for Hermione and Ron's wedding next week.

Hermione always made it seem like everything was under control but I knew she was nervous and panicking. As was Ron, though he never made it show. I had offered them all the help they would need, if they just asked for it. Hermione asked me to get Draco to teach us to dance. The only job that I got as the best mate was to be Ron's best man which meant I had to prepare a speech.

I hadn't prepared one yet. I'm not that good with speeches. I've never been that good with talking to a lot of people, I still have problem talking to a few people, too.

I'll make due, I always have, I will have something figured out till the wedding.

I better have.

Hermione strode into the hall with a bunch of papers in her hands, muttering to herself. "No, no, no, this is all wrong". It wasn't. It was just nerves, she tried to make everything as perfect as she could by second guessing the table reservations, the flowers, the seating arrangements, the songs, the room reservations, herself, the honeymoon resort, the food, Ron. Everything.

I told her everything was taken care of and everything looked as it should.

"I'm just making some last minute changes", she told me.

"You made those days ago", I told her and she gave in with a tense laughter, without mirth before we both gave in to laughter.

"It's just nerves", she said and I nodded.

"Out of the two of us, I have had a wedding", I reassured her.

"And that's supposed to make her feel better?" Ron teased and I glared at him.

"Wanker", I muttered, it didn't take too long for the three of us to break out in laughter. It always feels like it was such a long time since we graduated school together but in this moment it didn't feel like it at all.

Their wedding was the day after tomorrow, we had arrived at the rented house just yesterday making sure everything was in order. Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Blaise, Molly, Arthur, Draco and I was all staying in different rooms in the house. Hermione lived with Ginny and Ron lived with me. Hermione and Ron had agreed to avoid -neither of them called it that but it was basically what it was- each other before the wedding when Ginny would share with Blaise, I would share with Draco and Hermione and Ron left for their honey moon, alone in each other's company for the first time in a week.

It was actually a bit difficult for all of us to always make sure that someone was in the same room as them or just one of them. I know Ron came to me a bit asking about Hermione because he wasn't aloud to ask her directly.

Hermione said that if doing it like this would be kind of like a test -oh god, how she loved tests- to see if they were actually "made" for each other or if they were just happier to be apart, in which case they shouldn't get married.

I think it's safe to say that they're perfect for each other, anyone that meets them should see just how perfect they are, almost like they complete each other, no matter how kinky that sounds. I never understood what people where getting at what with what I had with Ginny and all but I think I get it now. I really think I do.

What I have with Draco is so much different it's hard to explain, which makes it feel more real. What we have is something I never had with Ginny and she seems a lot happier with Blaise. Turns out he was the one to devour her at the club months ago when I confronted her which turned into her confronting me. It was a complicated situation, we've had loads of them as it turns out.

The sleeping arrangements that Hermione and Ron came up with didn't just split their relationship in two, it made all of the couples sleep separately apart from Molly and Arthur.

Hermione's parents are coming tonight.

All we had to do was wait, I stood anxiously next to an impossibly nervous Ron, I've never seen him look so red, he was like a torchlight, a beam. His face was as flaming red as his hair and his ears were redder.

I kept asking him if he wanted a glass of water or a blowing machine. He glared at me, telling me to piss off. He was nervous, I knew he was nervous. I patted him on his shoulder, reassuringly and he turned a small smile at me and nodded.

"I can do this", he muttered once or twice or maybe even five times to himself. "I can do this".

When the music started playing its usual tune Hermione stepped in with her hair up and a beautiful white dressed that reached a bit beneath her knees. She was wearing a veil that was draped over her face but you could still see the way she was glowing with her smile. Her brown eyes were sparkling as she never took her gaze from Ron.

"I can't do this", Ron started to mutter. "I really can't do this". I bent forwards to whisper in his ear.

"This is what you were supposed to do, it's what everything's lead up to", I said. "You can do this, Ron. I believe in you". He just needed a push and I knew it. He nodded but didn't look away from Hermione who was almost glowing brighter than Ron, in a different way though.

And believe it or not, he did it. They made it.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if there's anybody here this afternoon who's feeling apprehensive, nervous and queasy at the thought of what lies ahead, it's probably because you have just married Ron Weasley", I began and turned my head towards a red Ron who was glaring at me. I saw how Ginny could barely control herself as she was laughing so hard Ron turned his glare at her.

"Ron paid me the ultimate compliment when he asked me to be his best man, ahead of four brothers, a handful of close friends and a boss who thought he was in for a shot. Or maybe a bridesmaid. There is one thing that made it no difficult task for me to say my piece on this occasion, and that is that I have known Ron for a very long time. Ever since he took a seat next to me on the schoolbus I knew that I could always count on him. I still remember that day as if it was yesterday.

"I also want to say that that all the years I've spent in the company of the groom means that he had as much of a part in developing my sense of humor as anyone. Although I've tried to make this speech as funny as possible, feel free to blame Ron if it is not", everyone chuckled at that, Ginny fell into fits of laughter again as did Fred and George and even Hermione who tried to do it with at least some honor.

Sirius and Remus sat with one child in their lap each, teddy sat in Remus' and Natalia sat in Sirius'. They had gotten custody of both children a couple of weeks ago and couldn't be happier. Both me and Draco came by once every week to either babysit or just eat dinner with the happy family. Something that made me incredibly happy was to see the goofy grin on Teddy's face that was hard to take off him. The way he was at the orphanage was now nothing but a memory.

"Ron and Hermione are now on a journey together, a journey that took them four years dancing around each other and then when they were finally together Ron started dancing around a ring instead. It took him three years to finally, and I say finally because it had started getting my knickers in a twist and my knickers have nothing to do with their relationship. But as I was saying when he finally pulled the ring out of his arse and proposed on New Year's Eve I couldn't have been happier. Not only because they truly deserve it but because they've been acting as a married couple for so long it's a relief that they finally are one.

"Lastly I just want to send my best wishes to my two best friends that will for the first time in a week be in no ones company but each other. Also I don't know what it means hearing it from me as everyone knows how my marriage turned out, sorry about that Ginny. Not so sorry, Draco", I said and winked at him.

"So let us all make a toast for the amazing and wonderful Ron and Hermione Weasley".

"For a while there I didn't think they were ever going to actually leave", I said exasperated as I sat on the bed, trying to work my tie off but failing.

Draco stood at one corner just listening to me babble about everything from the wedding ceremony to my best man's speech and the food and if I was a terrible dance partner tonight. He just hummed as he was working his navy tie off and succeeding that tosser.

"Do you think they'd like Barcelona?" I asked. Hermione had decided they go to Barcelona for their honeymoon so now they have two weeks in each other's company in Spain. I wonder how much they're actually going to see apart from a hotel room and then I cursed myself for thinking that. Someday I have to ask for a device that can censor my brain.

Draco put his tie down carefully in I his suitcase and started then dragged his shirt up so that it wasn't tucked under the waistband of his trousers anymore. He started working on the buttons of his shirt and before I could even think he stood before me in nothing but his trousers and socks.

He must've noticed that I hadn't said something because he turned around and smirked at me and then he lowered his gaze to see that I was still fully clothed.

"Want help with that?" he asked and stepped towards me, kneeling down in front of me. Draco started working on my tie which was a lot more willing to come off to his experienced hands and then he removed my suit jacket.

"Better?" he asked as he started working on the buttons of my shirt. I couldn't think straight so I nodded and he smirked.

I dragged my hands up his body, from his stomach over his chest and then over his shoulders. His body was well defined and slightly muscular, he was eye candy, just looking at him was a turn on.

His breath had turned ragged somewhere along the way of my hands exploring his chest.

Our eyes met, green and grey and in the next moment I lid on my back on the bed with a half naked Draco on top of me. He was kissing me furiously, still trying to work on shirt buttons before he decided that they didn't matter that much and instead ripped the fabric apart, buttons flying off. I found I didn't really care. As long as he was kissing me, his tongue sliding against mine, his hands stroking my chest, I found I couldn't care less about a piece of clothing.

We were then working on each other's trouser buttons, in a mess of kisses and limbs and fabrics they were off too.

When we were both on the bed, completely naked, we had started to slow down, he looked at me with a questioning gaze before he fell to his back next to me. I turned my head to look at him and the sight of him just made my heart flutter and my breathing uneven.

"I want you inside me", he said and that did it. I groaned and got up on my knees.

"Did you bring lube?" I asked and I could tell he had one eyed raised.

"Why, didn't you think you might need it?" he teased and I blushed.

"I think I forgot it", I said honestly and he chuckled.

"Of course I brought lube you wanker".

I grabbed the lube from his suitcase and smeared some in my palm.

"Not anymore I'm not", I said.

"You better not".

I grabbed my cock with one hand and it was so hard and throbbing I didn't know if I could even dare cover it with the liquid. I gasped as I smeared it on and then I turned to Draco who was propping himself up on his elbows, legs spread widely apart. The sight might just undo me on its own.

My fingers smeared lube at his tight hole, it gave in for me and I was inside him with one finger, two and then three working him open. The little sounds Draco made was what kept me on the verse of insanity and when I decided that he was done I looked at him questioningly.

"Okay?" I asked and his eyes were gleaming like gemstones again.

"Okay".

I thrust inside him and both of us cursed at the sensations. I felt pleasure enveloping my cock as Draco's skin surrounded it and bursts of warmth and pleasure started pulsing through my whole body at the sensations of him. Just him.

I pulled back and then thrust in him again, I bent forwards and kissed his chest as I thrusted again. And again.

Draco was moaning, speaking incoherently and I thought I might just go crazy.

"So close", he was saying. "Fuck this, so close". One of my hands found his cock and started working him into climax to the same rhythm as I was going. We came, shakily and breathlessly and I could feel the tingling of post orgasm.

And as we drifted to sleep I couldn't help but feel incredibly and utterly happy, we might just stay in this room for a while, or maybe forever, what do you think?

(A/N) So that was the end for our two dorks, I hope you liked the Epilogue, thank you all for reading! I hope we'll meet again! Please leave a review, I'd love to hear (read) what you think.

XOXO

/: Zirijava