Not quite as smutty as I had planned, but this fic was never that smutty to start out. Here's the epilogue I promised everyone. Congradulations on a finished fic. Cheers!

Afterward

The holly wound acround the Black family crest over the fireplace was a bright green, the red berries distinct against the oak wood.

Draco couldn't help but favor them, this prickly bush with the beautiful and poisonious berries. He had stolen a sprig to hang on the post of his bed to dry, but it didn't have the same effect as the fresh plant.

"Hey."

Harry's lips pressed familiarly onto his cheek and their eyes flickered together with a smile.

"Do you want a drink or something? Bill and Fleur just got here, the rest of the Weasleys will be here soon."

Draco pursed his lips and reached up to run his hand through Harry's hair absent-mindedly.

"Do we have any of that white left?"

"Draco," chided Harry with a grin, pressing a kiss to his hand. "We're underage. Molly will throw a fit."

"It's only a year or two," Draco replied mildly, replacing his hand in his lap. "And if Remus and Severus don't mind, then I don't see why she should."

Harry sighed and smoothed his head. "I'll go see what I can do."

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"Severus, can you give me a hand?"

He set down his glass of old elf-made wine on the table and headed into the kitchen as summoned. Remus was struggling with three dishes on his two hands, and the former Slytherin gently removed one with a smile.

"You're doing too much."

"It's only what Molly does every year. I wanted to give her a break."

They set the trays of food on the table and when his hands were free, Snape slid a hand into Remus' hair and leant in to nuzzle a kiss into his neck.

"Don't overstress yourself," he mumbled, and knew that Remus was blushing.

The private moment was over as the families were gathered for the evening's supper, but their eyes met and Remus knew with a shiver that this would be continued later.

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Harry watched as his two former most hated enemies conferred in a corner. Harry saw the closeness between them, and almost envied it. The little touches that passed between them, built from long confidence and intimacy, the soft looks...

But then Draco handed Snape his empty glass and looked up, and their eyes met across the room. And when he saw the glow that filled them, that was enough.

"What are you moping for?"

Draco's breath against his cheek, and an arm around his waist. Harry flushed and Draco grinned deviously, nudging his lips under his chin, a little flick of the tounge.

"Nothing," Harry gasped, fingers tightening dangeriously on his glass. Draco pulled away, smiling.

"Whatever you say."

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"Ngaa..."

"Relax, Remus..."

Remus was sorely tempted to tell Severus that his hot breath on his abdomin was doing nothing for his relaxation, but he really, honestly, truely did not want that mouth to move.

Another tounge dipping into his navel, another movement of his hips unable to be repressed, another gasp.

"There are people still downstairs, Severus!"

That irritable sigh of Severus' that he knew so well.

"What do I have to do to get you to stop thinking!"

And Remus remembered Sirius saying that once and shut his goddamn mouth.

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It definitely wasn't this comfortable the first time.

His head fell back and his body fell down, and ohthankmerlinforgravity because if he shifted - just, just there - Harry's cock was just brushing his prostate...

"Shit," Harry hissed, desperately trying to keep a hold on Draco's back as they fell together.

Draco whimpered as the movement, not at all sensible of the fact that his head was nearly brushing the floor. The blood stopped rushing to his head when Harry minovered off the chair and lowered them both to the floor.

"God that was a bad idea," he whispered apologeticly, but Draco just reached up, seized Harry's face and dragged him down to a heated kiss.

Slowly, their bodies fit into a rythmn, and ohfuckyes, Draco loved Harry's cock for curling just that little bit upwards...

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It took a while for all to become quiet in the former House of Black that Christmas Eve, but all slept well in the end.

Thank you and goodnight.