A/N okay, only a few events in this chapter worth mentioning, but the chapter seems to have found a place in my heart. I love this chapter, and it would mean a lot to me if you guys liked it too.

***PLEASE READ*** This chapter has two songs in it, and I claim no credit whatsoever for them. They are the property of the writers and Kenny Chesney and Mark Wills. Please listen to them while reading. It enhances the moment. The songs are Who You'd Be Today by Kenny Chesney, and I Do (Cherish You) by Mark Wills. They appear in that order, so please listen to them while you read. Thank you much!

Oh, and I still don't own the world I am writing about. That belongs to JK Rowling. That disclaimer, as well as the one in the first chapter, apply to the rest of the story. Thank you, and now, enjoy!

I apparated back to Harry's Manor to hear soft music playing from somewhere. I wondered where it was coming from. I assumed Harry was listening to another Muggle invention. I decided to surprise him and maybe he would dance with me. I followed the sound of the music until I came upon the library. I quietly opened the door, and I couldn't believe what I saw.

Harry was playing the guitar. The music I thought was by a professional was being played and sang by my boyfriend! I listened to what he was singing.

Sunny days seem to hurt the most
I wear the pain like a heavy coat
I feel you everywhere I go
I see your smile, I see your face
I hear you laughing in the rain
I still can't believe you're gone

It ain't fair you died too young
Like the story that had just begun
But death tore the pages all away
God knows how I miss you
All the hell that I've been through
Just knowing no one could take your place
Sometimes I wonder who you'd be today

Would you see the world?
Would you chase your dreams?
Settle down with a family?
I wonder what would you name your babies?
Some days the sky's so blue
I feel like I can talk to you
And I know it might sound crazy

It ain't fair you died too young
Like the story that had just begun
But death tore the pages all away
God knows how I miss you
All the hell that I've been through
Just knowing no one could take your place
Sometimes I wonder who you'd be today

Today, Today, Today
Today, Today, Today

Sunny days seem to hurt the most
I wear the pain like a heavy coat
The only thing that gives me hope
Is I know I'll see you again someday

Someday, Someday

(Kenny Chesney, 'Who You'd Be Today').

When Harry stopped singing and playing, I had tears in my eyes. I knew who the song was for. He still blamed himself for everyone's death. I silently walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around him. He fell back into me and cried.

"You weren't supposed to see this."

"I'm glad I did. You needed that. You have a beautiful voice you know."

"Are you sure you're not just biased?"

"I might be, but I know talent when I hear it, and you have a ton of talent."

"The funny thing is I'd trade it all if I had everyone back and life was back to normal. The only thing I wouldn't change is you and me."

"I know. I wish they were all here for you too, and I am so sorry that they can't be."

"Thanks."

"You're welcome." There was a comfortable silence for a while. "Hey Harry?"

"Yes?"

"Will you play me a song?"

Harry smiled slowly. "Sure." He sat up and put his guitar back on his lap.

All I am, all I'll be
Everything in this world, all that I'll ever need
Is in your eyes, shining at me
When you smile I can feel all my passion unfolding

Your hand brushes mine
And a thousand sensations seduce me 'cause I

I do, cherish you
For the rest of my life
You don't have to think twice
I will, love you still, from the depths of my soul
It's beyond my control
I've waited so long to say this to you
If you're asking do I love you this much, I do

In my world before you
I lived outside my emotions
Didn't know where I was going
Until that day I found you
How you opened my life to a new paradise

In a world torn by change
Still with all of my heart, until my dying day

I do, cherish you
For the rest of my life
You don't have to think twice
I will, love you still, from the depths of my soul
It's beyond my control
I've waited so long to say this to you
If you're asking do I love you this much, yes I do

I've waited so long to say this to you
So, if you're asking if I love you this much, I do
Oh, I do

(Mark Wills, 'I Do(Cherish You)').

Harry stopped singing, and I took his guitar. I put it on the ground. He looked up at me, surprised and hurt. "You didn't like it?"

I didn't respond. Instead, I lurched at him and kissed him until neither of us could breathe. "I loved it. I just didn't want to break your guitar."

"Good." Harry smiled.

"When did you learn to play?"

"I taught myself. When Sirius died, I inherited everything. I was looking around, and I found this. It was my dad's. The song I played for you is the first song I played that wasn't about all them."

"Thank you Harry."

"You're welcome. I'm glad that I was able to play for you."

"I'm glad you did." I smiled.

"Come here." Harry stood up and held his hand out to me. I grabbed it and he pulled me up.

"Where are we going?"

"We're going to look at the stars."

"Really?"

"Do you not want to?"

"If it's with you, I'd jump off a cliff."

Harry laughed. "Well, I don't think I'll be doing that any time soon."

"Okay, so that was a little extreme, but I think you got the point, right?"

"Yes, I got the point. I'm glad. Come on." Harry pulled me outside and conjured a blanket. We laid down on it and looked up at the stars. Harry pointed out some Muggle constellations, and I showed him some of the Wizarding World's constellations. We were both getting tired, when there was a bright flash across the sky.

"Harry, was that a shooting star?"

He nodded. "Make a wish!"

I closed my eyes and wished.

When I was done, I looked over at Harry. He looked like he was pleading with someone. He opened his eyes suddenly, and I jumped at the intensity of the emeralds.

"What did you wish for?" Harry's voice seemed almost… worried?

"That you would be happy." I grabbed his hand. "What about you?"

"Hopefully, it will come true."

"What?" I asked what he wished for, right?

I sucked in breath when I refocused on Harry. He was kneeling on the ground with a small velvet box. "Draco, I know it hasn't been that long since we got together, but I feel like I've never felt before when I'm with you. I want to know that I'll always have that feeling, and that I'll always have you. Draco, will you marry me?"

I pulled Harry to his feet. "Yes." Harry's smile was never so radiant. We kissed, but this was like nothing I have ever felt. I knew I was making the right decision, and that I belonged with Harry forever. I felt him slip something on my hand. It was a golden wedding ring with emeralds and rubies all along the body of it. I was glad it wasn't at all feminine. I looked at Harry to see he had a matching one, but his was silver instead of golden.

"Why is mine gold and yours silver?"

"Red and gold, silver and green, two different houses, joined as one."

"Harry, that's so sweet! I love them!" Everything made sense, and I'm glad that Harry had put our house loyalties into consideration when planning this. He had shown how thoughtful he was.

"You like them? I was so worried that it would seem tacky or that you wouldn't like the rings, or that something would go wrong with," I kissed him.

"You worry too much. I love them."

"Good." He kissed me again. I was wrong before. This was heaven. "We have to look at the Twin's memories tomorrow. I was going to do it today, but I don't want this moment to end."

"I don't either. We'll do it tomorrow."

"Alright."

We laid back down and looked back up at the stars.

"You know Draco, there's one constellation that I didn't point out to you."

"Yeah, and which one's that?"

He took my hand and pointed it up to the sky. "That one. The Dragon star. It's called Draco."

"Really? You're not making that up?"

"Never. It has been called Draco for as long as the stars have been in the sky."

I felt like my mouth was going to fall off my face. I had never smiled so much in one day, but I had never been so happy to be in this discomfort. This was the best day of my life. "I love you so much, Harry."

"This is so surreal. I can't believe I'm engaged to you. This is the best day of my life. I love you too."

"I can't believe it either. I never thought my life would turn out like this. When we were in school, I always dreamed of being Voldemort's right-hand man. I thought that I hated you and that some way; I would be the most powerful wizard ever. I would over-throw the Dark Lord and take over the world. Then I saw my proud father bowing and kissing the robes of that mad man the day I was supposed to be marked. I saw then that the Death Eaters were no more than disposable servants. I ran. Lucius eventually found me, and I was brought before the Dark Lord, and I was punished. I eventually ran again, but this time, I was taken in by this wonderful man that I still had some resentment for. I found out that he wasn't who I thought he was. He is caring, funny, and so loving, but he has a horrible past, and the scars are still there. I knew soon that I wanted to be the one to help this wonderful man heal his scars. Harry, will you let me?"

Harry nodded hesitantly, and I could tell that this was a big step for him. I wrapped my arms around him. "Thank you, Draco. I needed to hear that. I love you."

"I love you too. Harry, I will always be here when you need me, whether it is for a lover, support, or just someone to talk to, I will always listen. Please open up to me. I know that the war is still affecting you, but you have to know that it is not your fault that they are gone."

"Draco, can we please talk about this later? This is supposed to be happy. Please?"

I nodded. "Alright. Please just stop blaming yourself for that okay?"

"I'll try."

"That's all I ask for."

Harry smiled and stood. "Come on. It's getting late. Let's go to bed."

I nodded and took Harry's hand as he pulled me up. We walked in comfortable silence together until the hall where our paths spilt. My room was to the left and Harry's to the right. I dropped his hand to go to my room, but Harry's stopped me.

"Where are you going?"

"My room?"

"Why? Our room is this way."

I was confused for a half a second. Then I understood. Harry wanted me to share his room! I smiled once again. "Of course."

Harry laughed and took my hand again. We changed into night clothes and lay together in bed. My life was taking a turn for the better. I am truly happy with Harry. We fell asleep in each other's arms, and I couldn't even find an emotion that explained how happy I was at this moment. Just as I was drifting off to sleep, I heard Harry mumble. "I love you so much, Draco. You have changed my life around in more ways than you know. Thank you."

I smiled and fell asleep, knowing that I would be safe here.

I woke up to complete darkness, and I was cold! Harry must have pulled all the blankets to himself! I went to pull some back to myself, but I realized I was sitting on something hard. I looked down and became very confused. I was sitting on concrete. My eyes had adjusted now, and I realized where I was. Malfoy Manor, in the dungeons. I was tied to the floor. I started to have a panic attack. What happened? Why hadn't Harry's wards alerted us to my captor? Where was Harry? I quickly looked around, trying to find him. I twisted around, and still saw nothing. The door opened, and a bright light shone in front of me. There he was. As soon as I saw him, I wished I hadn't. He was hanging from two wooden posts. His arms were spread and tied to the posts, as were his legs. He looked fine, except for the fact that he was tied to two posts. I looked up to see if he was awake, and I cried out at what I saw. His head was hanging three feet above his body.

I heard cold chuckling. "You like what you see?"

If I hadn't been already on the ground, I would have fallen over. I'd know that voice from anywhere. Lucius Malfoy. "What did you do to him?"

"Simply what he deserved."

"Harry didn't deserve any of this! He deserves to be left alone!"

Lucius laughed. "Do you want to know the amusing thing?"

I growled.

"You killed him!"

"NO!" I felt shaking. Was this a new curse? It didn't matter. I killed the man I loved. Nothing could cause me more pain than the pain I was in now.