Life began to blur by when he and Daphne made it official. Harry was the happiest he has ever been. He didn't know if it was the Christmas decorations all around him when he walked the streets of New York. Or if it was his relationship. He was thinking the latter, though.

Things were starting to get serious very quickly. Much quicker than either had expected. Since they started dating, Harry had been staying almost every night with Daphne at her apartment. He even had a drawer for clothes only so he didn't have to transfigure everything he owned. Something his fashion designer girlfriend frowned upon. She even decided to make men clothing because of it.

"Only a small line, nothing serious." She would mumble to herself as she worked on her new project. Which sometimes meant, Harry, being a mannequin.

And that's why he found himself standing on a pedestal waiting for his girlfriend to finish hemming the jeans for the model who was going to wear them at the next fashion show. Normally he wouldn't mind, but they were supposed to be doing some Christmas shopping and having dinner. But instead, he was wearing, hopefully, the last, outfit that Daphne needed to fix.

"Daph, I'm starving," Harry said for what he thought was the umpteenth time.

"I know, I am almost done." She replied after sticking another needle into the pant leg. Luckily for him, Daphne had only stuck him with one needle. Which he was pretty sure she did it on purpose. They had been going at this for 2 hours and he knew she had been doing this since she got to her studio in the morning.

Mumbling under his breath, "You said that an hour ago."

"Daphne, you have a call." Daphne's assistant said handing the wireless phone to the blonde before she could give her boyfriend a piece of her mind.

"Thanks." Shooting a glare at Harry before walking away, saying "This is Greengrass."

"You can probably change. That phone call is going to take a while, I have a feeling."

Letting out a sigh in relief, he got off the pedestal. "Who is it?"

"Her sister. She had questions about the bridesmaid dresses." She said with an eye roll. Harry smirked in reply. The closer the wedding got the more phone calls and owls Daphne received. With the wedding being in two months, Astoria needed everything to be done. Or at the very least, to vent about her soon to be Mother-In-Law.

"Can you order us some Thai?" With a nod of her head, Harry went to change into his clothes before venturing off to Daphne's office.

The week before Christmas, Harry felt like he hadn't seen his girlfriend in a long time. He understood that she was busy with the finishing touches to her walkway show, but he knew she needed a break from it all. Which lead to him planning the perfect date.

"Everything is all set, Harry." With the help of Tracey, he was able to accomplish everything he needed to make the date go the way he wanted.

"Thank you, Tracey, I greatly appreciate the help." He replied while tying his tie. "Make sure Daph is ready in ten minutes. I'll be at the door."

"Will do."

After fixing as much of his mess of hair that he could, Harry grabbed the bouquet of pink and white Magnolia flowers and appeared in front of Daphne's door. Knocking on the door softly, he smiled when he found Daphne on the other side.

She was wearing one of her designs, a little black dress that ended a few inches above her knees, hung off her shoulders and clung to her body. Her hair was loosely curled and brushed off to the side, showing her long slender neck Which in turn made Harry feel things in his lower stomach.

"Oh Harry, the flowers are amazing," Daphne said snapping Harry's thoughts out of canceling the date and landing in her bed. Her smile was bright knowing Harry remembered what he favorite flowers were. "I'll go put them in water."

With a swish and a flick, the flowers were in a vase sitting in the middle of the kitchen table and the couple was ready to start their date.

"So do I get to know what we are going to do on this date?" Daphne asked as Harry led her to their first destination of the night. He had been tight-lipped anytime she asked anything about the night. Even Tracey wouldn't spill anything. Something that didn't happen all that often.

Instead of giving her an answer, Harry told her to close her eyes as the feeling of apparition took over and they appeared behind the restaurant in an alley. The two walked around the building, Daphne's heart skipped when she realized what restaurant they were eating at. Maurizio's Restauranté was the very first restaurant that Daphne ever had when she came to New York the very first time Christmas break during fifth year. She tried to find the restaurant but they were closed. With no signs of reopening.

"Harry, how'd you?" Grabbing his arm from stopping him to go inside.

"I will tell you when we get inside," Harry said with a smirk and pulled her inside. Maurizio's looked like it never changed and she was transported back to her fifth year. The furnishing, the decor, everything was the same. The only thing that wasn't the same was no one was inside. It was just her and Harry with the staff.

"I need you to tell me how you did all this," Daphne said after they sat down in the center of the room and were left alone.

Reaching across the table, Harry took her hand in his. "I remembered from the first conversation we had about you coming to New York and you mentioned this restaurant. After we started dating, I was walking around saw the sign saying Grand Re-Opening. And here we are."

"But that doesn't explain why we are the only ones here. I heard of soft openings but only one couple?"

"Did you know that this place is owned by a nice magical family? And they have family that lives in Egland?" He asked taking a sip of his wine with a smirk on his face.

"They recognized you, didn't they?"

Nodding his head, he let out a heavy sigh "This was the first time I didn't mind using my fame."

Squeezing his hand softly, Daphne knew that he had never been a fan of the fame that came with being Harry Potter. She could tell even during their school years, and now that she truly knew how he felt. But the fact he used his fame for her, she felt honored.

If Daphne thought Harry only planned and used all the strings for dinner she was highly mistaken, especially when she saw the horse-drawn carriage. Something she had always wanted to do. A horse-drawn carriage in Central Park. After Harry put a warming charm on the two of them along with the blanket on their lap, they enjoyed the ride.

"Hey, it's snowing. Did you have something to do with that as well?" Daphne chuckled as she curled into Harry's side.

"I want to say yes. But I can't do weather charms."

"What? The Great Harry Potter can't do weather charms?!" The sarcasm rolled off Daphne's tongue, making Harry chuckle softly into her arm. "Maybe Draco was right!"

"Oh bite your tongue."

The couple enjoyed the carriage ride in complete comfortable silence. Just being wrapped around each other as they watched the scenic view go by, was all they needed.

Harry thought that this was all he needed, his girlfriend of three months in his new favorite city. There wasn't a mad man coming after him. No need to arrest any dark art supporter. He didn't have to hide out from the press when he just wanted a day to not be Harry Potter.

He never felt like this with Ginny, and he was thinking about marrying her. But he never could think of anything past asking her the big question.

Yet with Daphne, he already could and they hadn't been together for a year, a half of a year even. Meeting her in August, starting a relationship at the end of September. He couldn't believe this was his life. And he needed to make it permanent.

"I think I need to start apartment hunting." He felt Daphne lean off him, looking in her eyes he couldn't tell what she was thinking. "With how everything is going, I can't keep living in a hotel room. Something that was supposed to temporary."

"So your planning on staying in New York then."

"Of course. Did you still think me being here was temporary? Even with us dating?" The impassive look that Daphne's face was displaying, Harry was once again reminded of why she was called the Ice Queen at Hogwarts.

"I have never made it passed 3 months in a relationship. I don't do well with these types of things." She announced as she motioned between the two of them. "I told you I didn't date during school and I've just been so into getting my career on a path that I would just forget about the man I was seeing. And they would break up with me."

Raising an eyebrow, Harry didn't know what to say. He tipped the driver and helped her down. Instead of taking her hand, he shoved his hands in his pants pockets. "Did you think that I was going to break up with you because of you working so much?"

"I'm not good at this Harry. I don't know how to do this."

"Well, you've been fooling me. Daph, I don't want to break up with you. Do you think I would have planned this whole night because you have been working so hard for your company and getting ready for your sister's wedding? I just wanted you to take a break for a night."

"So you are planning on staying in New York because of me? Us?"

"Yes." Chucklingly softly, Harry pulled Daphne close to him. "I pinned for you for a month before we started dating. I'm not leaving New York anytime soon."

Intertwining her own fingers behind his head, Daphne gave him a quick kiss, before saying. "Well let's get you an apartment then."