A/N: I want to get to the wedding and honey moooooon ASAP. I tried something different at the end. Don't sue, don't yell- I have no money, I have no patience.

Chapter Six: Considering

Harry:

Of course I danced with Draco. Of course. He looked so small and white and beautiful and... so ... Draco. I loved him. So I danced with him. And his cheeks turned red and I held him to myself, knowing my eyes were extra bright. His face was pressed against my shoulder and his warm chest rubbed against mine. Fluff.... ah, gods... at that moment I wanted nothing more than to kiss him until the end of the world.

Our graduation would be taking place in two days and only a week after that was the Malfoy-Potter wedding. Or Potter-Malfoy. It always made him feel better to have his name first, though.

We were selecting rings for each other. Of course, we'd already given a set, but... he said it was "necessary and proper." I thought it was just another reason for him to show me how much money he had. I was getting him something simple, but he had hinted at something akin to a crown when I had asked.

Someone began to play a piano and Draco snuggled closer to me, his warm breath seeping through my robes. It was times like this that I was sure we had made the right choice. I loved him.

It took everyone quite some time to get used to that idea. Ron, in particular, was in denial for about a week.

//Ron Weasley shook his red head. "Nope. No way, no how, no."

Harry heaved a sigh. "Weasley, you are ... are..."

"Idiotic?" offered Hermione, who was watching the scene with much amusement from her chair beside the fire.

"Shut up, Hermione," snapped Ron, his eyes not leaving Harry's face. "You're not serious."

He couldn't resist. "No, I'm Harry."

Hermione choked on a laugh and then stood up, pacing forwards until she stood in front of her boyfriend of two years. "Ron, you're being stupid. Why would Harry lie to you? You're his best friend. Come on, listen to him for once! When he says he loves Draco Malfoy, he means he loves Draco Malfoy!"

Ron glowered, but drew Hermione into his lap, wrapping his arms around her waist. "I still don't believe him."

Harry groaned and ran his fingers through his hair. "Okay, Ron- let's put it this way." He cleared his throat nervously and pushed his glasses up. "I wasn't going to ask you until I had cleared it with you that I actually loved Draco... but... would you be my best man in our wedding?"

Hermione fell off Ron's lap and onto the floor with a thump.

"WEDDING?" she shrieked, once she regained her sensibility. Then, flinging herself on Harry, she began to babble happily about decorations and housing and love and...

"Wait..." Ron's eyes were blank. "Did you just say... wedding?"//

I smiled fondly at the memory and stroked Draco's hair. "Nine more days, my love..."

"Until you relinquish your virginity," he muttered into my neck.

I felt my face turn red.

Draco:

To tell the truth, I almost didn't show up at graduation. I was so impatient for the week afterwards, that I nearly went to sleep so that the time would go faster. At least, that's what Greg tells me. Not that I always believe him, but he's a fairly reliable source on sleeping.

Well, anyway, I actually made it to graduation with all my robes in the right place and my hair looking especially good. I truly love my hair.

Dumbledore had us all line up outside on the new green grass. Gryffindors and Slytherins were stationed opposite each other with Hufflepuffs behind them and the Ravenclaws behind us. Each house was in full uniform and looking their best. Well, except for one Ravenclaw who had lost his tie. Stupid Ravenclaws... they think they're so smart and all...

Stands were set up around us so that the parents and families of the students could look on and congratulate us as we took our graduation badges and certificates. My father was not there, but my mother had come. Her eyes peered at me from between the hats of a pair of dark haired wizards. They were... strange. Torn.

She loves me.... she loves my father.... she is frightened......

Harry smiled at me from across the narrow strip of green that separated us. His glasses were slightly off kilter, but it didn't matter to me. At that moment, I loved him more than a whole world of fathers and mothers.

We were each called up to a small stand and given our badges and certificates and asked to make a small speech. Dumbledore figured it would be fun and had encouraged us to prepare one ahead of time. Needless to say, I had written mine on the back of an order parchment last night.

{{{Excerpts from Hogwarts Records (Graduating Class of 1997)}}}

Hannah Abbot: .... And, in conclusion, I'd like to say that I will miss the delicious banana puddings that we had every Saturday.

Blaise Zabini: ... I'd like to thank all of you for coming, and let me take this moment to thank you all for being wonderful friends and enemies. ...

Vincent Crabbe: I'm graduating! It's a good thing! Hi, Mom! Hi, Greg!

Justin Finch-Fletchley: ... I say it's high time for Muggle integration! Without Muggles, we are nothing but a bunch of inbred Blast-Ended Screwts!...

Terry Boot:... the sin of cosine x squared multiplied by the inverse of thirty three n gives you the precise hour in which the next Snitch will be caught. ....

Seamus Finnegan: ... To all you single men in the audience, I'm free! Er... that does exclude you, Professor Snape. ...

Gregory Goyle:.... And thank you, Draco, for letting me copy your homework.

Ron Weasley: ... I never could have done it without you, Professor Lupin. You helped me to discover that I'm not a stupid red head. I'm just as smart as the rest of my race!

Pansy Parkinson: ... You've all been really nasty to me, and I'd like to say that, for the record, I hate most of you. But the rest of you are okay.

Dean Thomas: ... I don't see why we don't play soccer as well as Quidditch... Seamus, I'm your man! ...

Neville Longbottom: ... Um... Thanks? .... Owl me! ... Yeah...

Draco Malfoy: ... And if you have any objections to me and Potter getting married, just remember that I passed my classes with higher scores than almost all of you. So you can kiss my.....

Hermione Granger: ... Everyone here has been really wonderful, and I can't wait to get out there into the wizarding world with you to show them what Hogwarts is made of!

Ernie MacMillan: ... Professor Sprout, I adore you....

Harry Potter: ... You all mean a lot to me. You've been my family, friends, and enemies for seven years. Thank you.

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To be Continued.... (hee hee... I considered for one split moment whether or not I should just cut it off right there. But I want to write a honeymoon scene!!! Malfoy sex is fun!!!)