Dinner had gone quite smoothly the day before, and the rest of the day was fun for all six of the friends.
When morning came, Draco was as jumpy and happy as ever.
"Harry, love, get up! We're going to Disneyland today!"
Harry smiled at his beaming boyfriend, "We should go on vacation more often, you know that? You're so much happier."
Draco sneered, "Happy is not something that touches a Malfoy. Though I still look good, don't I?" The blonde leaned in to kiss his boyfriend.
"Mmm... you do."
There was a knock on the door, and Draco jumped up to get it.
"Hello, you two," came the voice of Pansy Parkinson.
"Good morning, Panse," said Draco, before he entered the bathroom to get ready for the day.
Harry stayed in bed, and covered himself up with a blanket until Pansy started speaking.
"So, Harry, Blaise and Ron told us last night that you've been getting more of them."
Harry nodded, "We have."
"But why, though?" asked Lavender
"Because they don't like us together," replied Harry, casually.
"But it's just so- mean," said Lavender
"But it's what they are, now. They've changed, Lav. They've all changed," said Harry, as his thoughts wandered the surface of memories passed, and perhaps one day forgotten.
Harry sighed as his thoughts faded, "We can't go back, now. It's too late." Harry paused for a moment. "Come to think of it, I wouldn't go back if I could. I like the way things are now, and if it didn't concern Draco's safety, I wouldn't want things to be any different."
Lavender and Pansy both beamed at the Gryffindor, "I'm glad, Harry," said Pansy, "He's a good friend of mine, and I want the best for him."
Harry raised an eyebrow, "And you think I'm the best?"
"Close enough - Gryffindor Golden Boy, Gryffindor seeker, the-boy-who-lived, the one who Ms. Fenston wanted to shag."
The three of them burst out laughing at the memory. Of course Harry and Draco had told the other four what had happened that day with the DADA professor.
Draco came out of the bathroom, and shook his head at the laughing triplet.
"So immature."
Harry threw a pillow at the blonde, and ran into the bathroom, still smirking from the earlier outburst with the girls.
Draco rolled his eyes after his boyfriend, closed the door, then turned to face the two on Harry's bed.
"So, what were you three talking about while I was gone?"
Draco saw the two girls exchange glances before falling into a fit of giggles, "We were making fun of the incident earlier this year," answered Lavender
Draco raised an eyebrow, "Which incident? With Harry there seems to be so many."
"The one with that Fentson bitch," said Pansy
The blonde looked like he would kill Pansy at that very moment for mentioning the name.
"What?! Draco, she's gone. No more. Kaput. Poof. She's no longer a threat."
"But I still don't like to think about it. I mean, she tried to seduce my boyfriend. I saw her in her bloody bra."
Pansy raised an eyebrow, "Was she big?"
"What do you mean big?"
"Her breasts."
Draco shuddered, "That's disgusting, Pansy. Breasts are disgusting; please don't talk about it."
Pansy pursed her lips, "Fine, but I just wanted to know."
Draco rolled his eyes, and just at that moment, Harry stepped out, fully dressed. "Come on, let's get going, you two disgusting witches with breasts."
Pansy smirked as her eyes fell upon Lavender's, and the four left the room to make their way to the foyer, and off to Disneyland.
The next two days were great. The six of them went to Disneyland twice, and they just couldn't get enough of it. Draco was absolutely ecstatic, even though it was muggle; they could definitely feel the magic, just like they promised.
The only down side with the passing two days, was that it was Christmas now.
"Harry, you haven't talked much, today. Why is that?" asked Draco
"Nothing, really. I guess Christmas just reminds me of how little a family I had," Harry lied.
"Well, you won't need to worry about that, anymore. We'll be together. Christmas can be our day."
Harry smiled in response, while he thought /I hope so,/ to himself.
The two had just gotten back from a lunch date with the other four, and were currently getting ready for the ball.
They both wore their muggle suits, and they still looked absolutely fabulous in the tailored outfits.
There was a knock on the door, and Draco shouted for them to come in.
When the door opened, in stepped Blaise and Ron.
The two from room 732 stood at the door, and gaped at the two in the room getting ready.
"You two... What are... Who is... Where are... Those?" asked Blaise
Draco grinned, "It's some muggle thing. This is what they wear on formal occasions."
"Bloody hell. If I get to see you two like that all the time, I would be a muggle any day," said Ron, still gaping at the sight.
Harry blushed, and took his boyfriend's hand while the four went to pick up the girls.
Blaise knocked the door. The girls were just fixing their hair, but everything stopped when Harry and Draco came into view of their mirror.
"Oh, dear lord," squeaked Lavender, as the two girls turned to see if it was a trick of the light, or if the two were actually real.
Pansy seemed to nod in agreement, but was not ready to voice anything.
The four guys smiled at the girls, who were openly staring.
"I - I think I'm going to have an orgasm right here," said Lavender.
Pansy nodded in agreement once more.
Draco raised an eyebrow, "I thought you were both lesbians."
"We are," replied Pansy, finally trusting her voice again, "but look at you two! Who wouldn't get an orgasm just looking at you two?"
Draco rolled his eyes, as Harry blushed, "Are you ready, yet?" asked Draco coolly, but the smile on his face was evident.
The two nodded, and they all left, while four of them kept sneaking glances at the two muggle-suit-wearing wizards.
The ball was going on already. They could hear the noise from the stairs they were descending.
They decided to have them enter in pairs. It wouldn't be as awkward that way.
Harry watched as the two girls enter the ballroom, and he felt his stomach twist as if his guts were shifting within him.
Next, Blaise and Ron entered the ballroom, and the feeling got worse. What was going on?
Harry looked at his boyfriend, who smiled at him, and gave him a light feathery kiss on the cheek, "Come on, Harry."
Harry opened his mouth to say something, but nothing got out, for right at the moment he had turned to face Draco, his eyes caught a glimpse of something past the blonde's hair, and he nearly died at the sight.
There, standing in a dark corner, was Sirius Black.
His eyes widened, and he walked past Draco, and moved towards the figure.
"Harry?" asked Draco, but Harry didn't hear it. He was too focused on the figure.
"Harry, what are you looking at?" asked the Slytherin, who was following the Gryffindor's gaze, but saw nothing.
"Harry, where are you going?"
The Gryffindor didn't hear any of this; he merely kept walking.
Harry stopped in front of his godfather.
"Si-Sirius?"
His godfather smiled, and held out his hand to Harry.
Harry smiled, and reached to clasp his hand on his godfather's.