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Chapter 14 The Proposal Vow

"Why do I have to go with you to see your friends?" Malfoy asked in annoyance.

"And don't you think Slytherins hanging out with Griffindors is just a little suspicious?"

Harry sighed, sliding his arms around him.

"You don't have to do anything, Drake, but I do want you to come with me.

And as for suspicion, that's why were meeting behind Hagrid's hut, out of sight of the castle. Nobody ever goes there anyway but teachers and me, Hermione and Ron."

"Oh, so I do have a choice? You don't just expect me to dance to do your slightest whim?"

Harry gasped, his arms going limp and his face pale as he recoiled as though he had struck him, swaying against his chest weakly.

Then Malfoy's arms were around him, holding Harry's trembling body tight against his.

"I'm sorry," he said softly, pressing his lips to Harry's neck.

"I didn't mean that. I love you, and I would do anything for you.

You know that, right?"

"Yes," he answered, burying his head against Malfoy's chest as he pulled him even closer. "And I would do anything for you, Drake."

"Will you marry me?"

Harry's green eyes widened as he lifted his head to stare at him in shocked-pleasure.

"Well, I mean, yes, of course. But… Now? We aren't even of age yet."

"No, not now," Malfoy answered, his gray-blue eyes soft as he smiled.

"Think of it as a long engagement.

We'll get married as soon as Voldemort is dead for good, alright?

I know that it could be years still, but I can wait.

I've already waited four years for you, Harry."

Harry nodded, smiling to now as he got over the shock of Malfoy's sudden proposal quickly. "Alright."

Then he blinked as Malfoy went down on one knee in front of him, taking his left hand in both of his gently, staring up into his face as though he was looking at his entire world.

"I love you, Harry James Potter," Malfoy said in his strong, beautiful voice.

"Will you marry me as soon as Voldemort is no more, his evil presence forever gone from this earth, and promise to love, cherish and care for me forever?"

"I will, I do," Harry promised, his voice trembling slightly, his green eyes looking wet with moisture as he stared back into Malfoy's gray-blue ones.

Malfoy slid a hand into his robe pocket, pulling something out.

He opened his hand, smiling at Harry's reaction to the ring.

It was a simple band of silver, but engraved on the inside with magic were five words.

'You have my heart. Drake.'

"Nobody but you can see the words," Malfoy explained, sliding it onto the ring finger of Harry's left hand, closing his eyes and pressing his lips to his palm lovingly.

"And none can see the ring but those who know."

"I don't have a ring for you though…"

He shook his head, putting his hand in his pocket again, dropping a second silver ring into Harry's hand.

"Now you do."

Harry smiled, then his face turned serious again as he looked at the ring in his hand.

He pulled out his wand, using it to write something inside the band carefully.

When he was finished he got down on his knees as well, staring into Malfoy's beautiful face.

"I love you, Draco Malfoy. Will you marry me as soon as Voldemort is no more, his evil presence forever gone from this earth, to love, cherish and care for me forever?"

"Yes. Always."

Malfoy grinned, emotion causing his eyes to mist over with unshed tears when he saw the words as Harry slid the band onto the ring finger of his left hand gently.

'Always and forever yours. Harry.'

Then he laughed breathlessly as Harry pressed his lips to the back of his hand, trembling when his lips parted slightly, allowing the tip of his tongue to lick his wrist teasingly.

"I have to go hang out with my friends, Drake. Come with me?"

Malfoy frowned at him, sighing in disappointment.

"Fine," he agreed reluctantly, using the sexy-purr in his voice that always turned Harry on. "But your mine later, Potter."

Harry shuddered, nodding as his green eyes nearly crossed at his fiancé's words.

"Always and forever, Drake."