Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Author's note: Part 1 was writtten for Tipgardner who repeatedly makes me smile (and blush!), and who is a great mailpal. Parts 2 and 3 were made because I was asked to, and luckily inspiration and help came to me! Much praise and thanks go to Keikokin who was wonderful enough to test read and beta it for me!! All in one day!!! Thank you so so much sweetie!! hugs Nat

Part 2

Draco's hands were now busy working on Harry's ass and Harry decided that Draco's neck needed a nibble. Harry praised himself at the sounds he managed to get out of Draco.

Meanwhile, Ron and Hermione were on their way to Harry's office, worried. When they had found neither Draco nor Harry at their home when they had called to see if they wanted to go for a drink, they had decided to see if Harry was still at his office, when fire-calling him hadn't worked. Reaching Harry's door, Ron reached for the doorknob to open it. It wouldn't go. It didn't take Hermione long to detect the locking and silencing charms.

"Looks like Draco's work," she said to Ron, who just looked at the locked door.

"Why would Draco lock and charm Harry's…………." Mid-sentence Ron stopped talking and his face turned red. "Ah," was all he said. Hermione just shook her head and took his hand in his. "But, 'Mione, it's not their anniversary. I know better than to come to their house when it's anniversary time!"

Hermione now had that crease on her forehead that said she was thinking very hard. Suddenly her eyes lit up.

"Ron, can you look through the keyhole and see anything?"

Knowing better than to argue with Hermione (and because he was curious himself), Ron sighed and looked. When he turned to look at Hermione, his face was even redder than before.

"Well? What did you see?"

"Uhm………welll…" Ron clearly had trouble getting the words out. "Uhm…. Harry, Draco, ties, naked, big chair."

Hermione now looked at him as if he'd gone mental, but then her face changed into a small smile. "Oh! Is it that day again!"

Ron, who is having trouble getting the images he saw out of his head so he can focus on his conversation with Hermione, looks at her and it's clear that he doesn't get it.

"Oh, Ron, the ties are a dead give away!"

Ron concentrated on the ties and tries to recall any past situation with Harry and Draco and ties. "'Mione, won't you just tell me? I know there's something, but I've probably purposely forgotten it…."

"Honestly Ron! Harry is your best friend! I would've thought you'd remember the important dates in his life!"

When he just stood there, looking at her with a blank expression on his face, she sighed and gave him a sweet kiss.

"Go back to the morning of our Graduation of Hogwarts, Ron. Do you remember what happened when we came down to breakfast?"

Ron groaned as his mind wandered back to the day that was eventful in more ways than one.

He'd woken up and had found Harry's bed with the curtains drawn back and already made. He'd shrugged his shoulders and figured Harry was very excited about graduating and had gotten up early. So he had showered and gotten dressed quickly and made his way to the Common Room. He had found Hermione there, waiting for him, but she hadn't seen Harry.

"He must've gone down already," he'd said to Hermione and she'd agreed.

When they'd reached the Great Hall Harry wasn't there either, and none of the other Gryffindors had seen him. Now they did worry. After their breakfast they started a search. Halfway through their search they found out that Draco Malfoy was missing too. Now they slowly started to get frantic, because both Harry and Draco missing at the same time could only mean one thing. They'd gone after each other to finally end the ongoing feud that was between them.

After being around the castle for a while, they decided to head down to the Dungeons, to see if the Slytherins had more luck. On their way to the Slytherin Common Room, they came by a classroom that had drawn a lot of people. When some of them saw them coming, they called them over. "Granger! Weasley! You might want to have a look at this!"

It turned out to be Snape's classroom, where they soon saw the Professor himself was present, as was Professor McGonagall, a lot of Slytherins and more and more Gryffindors were coming down to the classroom now too.

When Ron and Hermione made their way into the classroom, they had to grab each other to prevent themselves from falling over.

"Since Miss Granger and Mr. Weasley are here, maybe NOW you'd care to explain to us exactly WHAT is going on here?" Snape's voice was sharp and the words spat out. His dark eyes shot daggers.

What Ron and Hermione saw was something they hadn't ever dreamed off.

Sprawled on Snape's desk, were Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy, wearing only a pair of tight faded jeans and wearing a school tie. Only Draco was wearing Gryffindor tie and Harry a Slytherin one. And Harry was sitting in Draco's lap, looking comfortable, sated and thoroughly snogged.

"Good morning, Hermione, Ron!" Harry had sounded very cheerful.

"Mr. Potter, this is no time for jokes!", Professor McGonagall had said, exasperation sounding in her voice. "Please explain yourselves."

"Well, Professor, the thing is, Draco and I have buried the hatchet."

Draco had smirked at those words and had whispered in Harry's ear "That's not all I buried." Unfortunately, Hermione stood close enough so she could hear it, and understood what made Harry blush so.

Professor Snape just stood there, glaring. "Mr. Malfoy?"

"It's true, Professors. Harry and I have decided that this charade has gone on long enough." He'd glanced around the room to make sure everyone heard him. "We are done fighting."

A sigh of relief went through those present.

"In fact…" he continued with a kiss to Harry's temple that made some gasp, "we are so done fighting that we will be moving in together this summer." He looked around the room daring anyone to say anything.

"Harry?" Hermione had asked softly. "How long has this been going on?"

Harry blushed and shot Hermione a sideway glance. "Uhm…for the most part of this year, actually. I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but we couldn't risk it."

She'd nodded, and then decided she wanted some fun as well. "Prove it."

"Miss Granger!" Professor Snape positively hissed. "20 points from…"

Hermione had shook her head. "I'm sorry, Professor, but the awarding and deduction of points has stopped as of midnight. You should know that."

"Granger?" Draco had asked, intrigue clear.

"Prove that you're serious." She had raised her eyebrow.

Draco gave her a broad smile, that made even more gasps come from the assembled crowd.

All the while Ron had stood there, trying to take it all in and wondering why Hermione was so calm and…well, not surprised.

And then … that was when Draco had turned Harry's face towards him and had kissed him deeply, lovingly and thoroughly. It was also when half the room had fainted, counting Professors Snape and McGonagall and had left the rest blushing well until the Graduation Ceremony.

Ron snapped out of it and looked at Hermione who was looking at that door with a secret smile on her face. Looking at the woman he loved, and thinking of Harry who was so clearly very happy, gave him an idea.

"'Mione?"

"Yes Ron?" She looked at him, her brown eyes warm and shining.

"I think I still have my Gryffindor tie in one of my drawers at home…" He wiggled his eyebrows at her.

Before he knew it, he had his arms full of his very enthusiastic wife and apparated them back to their house.

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