Chapter Sixteen
Harry and Draco smiled happily as their two friends apparated into their living room, looking curiously at them.
"Hello," Harry greeted them, kissing both of the girls on the cheek. They smiled and kissed him back.
"What's going on?" Ginny asked, giving Draco a hug. "Did something happen?"
"Well. . ." Harry grinned, grabbing Draco's hand. "Yes. We didn't want to tell you in a letter, we wanted to tell you in person."
Hermione's eyes lit up.
"We've decided to get married!" Draco exclaimed.
The room was silent, and Ginny and Hermione stared at them, shocked and excited.
Finally, Hermione let out a squeal and hugged the two of them again. "Oh my God, I'm so happy for you! I can't believe it, this is so great!"
"So soon?" Ginny asked, grinning at her ex-crush. "I thought you two would at least wait another year."
Draco stuck his tongue out at her over Hermione's shoulder.
"Where's the ring?" Hermione asked, pulling back enough to look Draco in the eye.
"Uh, Hermione, there was no ring," Harry chuckled.
"What?" She seemed confused by this.
"Draco doesn't really seem like the type to where a diamond ring, does he?" Harry pointed out.
"Well, no, but engagement rings are tradition."
"Then we broke tradition," Draco smirked. He grabbed the chain around his neck and pulled the pendant out from under his shirt. "This fits me much better, doesn't it?"
Ginny gasped and jumped forward to get a better view of it, while Hermione turned to Harry, her eyes narrowed.
"Why didn't you -"
"Shhh!" Harry snapped, half-glaring at her. He looked over at Draco, who was talking excitedly with Ginny. "We'll be right back, love." He didn't seem to notice.
They walked into the kitchen quickly, and the second the door was closed behind Harry, Hermione asked, "What's going on? Why didn't you give him the ring? And why did you shush me about it?!"
"He doesn't know about the rings yet," Harry explained. "And as I said, he really doesn't seem like the type to wear a diamond ring. It just isn't his style. Besides, he's happy with the necklace, he loves it!"
"I know he loves it, I could tell," Hermione sighed. "I just don't see the point in having the rings if you're not going to use them."
"I'm still planning on using the wedding rings," Harry muttered, slightly hurt. "And what's so bad about keeping your parents' rings, anyway? I haven't got anything else that belonged to them, besides the invisibility cloak!"
"I didn't say there was something wrong with it, I just don't see the point in it," Hermione frowned. "I just wanted to know what was going on."
Harry gave her a lopsided smile, and she stood up and hugged him. "I'm so happy for you."
"Thank you, Hermione," he whispered in her ear.
They stood like that for a moment, before Hermione pulled back and asked, "Do you have a date yet?"
"Nope," Harry grinned. "I just asked him last night, we haven't really had the time to decide on that yet."
"Right," Hermione nodded. "Of course. But were you thinking of anything special?"
Harry shrugged. "I guess. . ."
"Where?!" Hermione squealed, jumping up in excitement.
"Calm down, Mione," Harry sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I was just thinking about. . . . Well, on the back of one of the pictures in my photo album, it says what church my parents got married in. . . ."
"And you were thinking you could get married there?!"
Harry nodded sheepishly. "I'd at least like to see it. It'd be nice to know what it looked like."
***
"Harry, where are you taking me?"
"You'll see."
Harry climbed out of the car and ran around to the passenger's side. He opened the door and grabbed Draco's arm, signing for him to get out.
Draco reached to pull off the blindfold, but Harry grabbed his hand. "Not yet. We're almost there. Just be patient, okay?"
"Fine," Draco pouted, as Harry led him up a set of steps.
Harry kissed the curve of his neck before pushing the door in front of them open. He led Draco into the building, then whispered in his ear, "Here, now you can take this off."
Draco slid off the blindfold. The second he did so, his breath caught in his throat.
"Harry. . ." he murmured. "It's beautiful. . ." He looked over his shoulder to admire the rest of the church. "How did you find this?"
The church was decorated in white and gold, with small silver crosses lining the pale walls. The front of the church was covered with a wall of candles, all lit, providing the only light in the gigantic room. In front of the candles, a huge gold cross stretched as big as the wall, and the candlelight seemed to reflect off the golden surface, making it glow.
"This is the church my parents got married in," Harry smiled softly. "This is only the second time I've been here, though. It's great, isn't it?"
Draco didn't answer. He just slipped his arms around Harry's waist, resting his head on Harry's shoulder.
"I love you, Dray."
"I love you, too, Harry," Draco sighed happily.
They sat down on one of the several benches lining the room, just enjoying holding each other for what seemed liked hours. People came and left around them, and still they did not move. Finally, Draco looked up at Harry, smiling.
"Have any thoughts on the wedding?"
"One," Harry whispered. He shifted slightly, not moving his arm from around Draco's chest. "Do you - do you want to get married here?"
"Yes," Draco grinned, nodded ever so slightly. "I'd love to get married here."
They kissed lightly, and quickly parted, knowing the few people in the church were watching them. They hated to be watched like that - why couldn't they get a little bit more privacy, like other couples did?
Someone came up behind them, and they both turned. A priest stood behind them, smiling at the two of them. He was old and bald, and seemed very friendly.
"Hello," he said, raising his hand. Harry shook it quickly. "I'm priest Robert Delaro. Do you need any help with anything?"
"Uh - no, I don't think so," Harry smiled. "I'm Harry Potter, and this is my fiancée, Draco Malfoy."
"Ah, yes, I know who you are," the priest nodded. "Anyone that lives in England knows of you two."
Harry blushed and Draco frowned.
"We just came to see the church," Harry explained. "My parents got married here."
"Lily and James Potter?" the priest asked. "I remember them. So yound, last I saw them, so full of hope. It's a shame what happened to them. They were wonderful people - heroes in God's eyes."
Harry smiled slightly, unsure of what to say to that. What are you supposed to say when someone compliments your dead parents, who you never really knew? Thank you?
"We were planning on having the wedding here," Draco put in, changing the subject. He could sense that Harry was uncomfortable on that subject, and didn't like it.
"Oh? When?"
"We aren't sure," Harry shrugged. "I only asked him three days ago, so we haven't planned much yet."
The priest smiled at us and nodded. "Of course. If you have any further plans, come and see me. My office is just through that door." He pointed to a small oak door, which was almost hidden by the rows of candles that loomed over the entire wall. "I will take care of anything you need."
"Thank you," Draco beamed, before the priest walked away, down the isle, greeting others as he passed.
The two sat like that for a while more, before they stood and walked out of the gorgeous church slowly, their arms around each other's waists.
"I'm so glad I got to see this," Draco whispered as he climbed into the car. "It's beautiful, I can't believe how stunning it is."
"It's almost as stunning as you," Harry grinned, buckling his seatbelt.
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A/N: I know this was still a bit short, but I'm not really one for long chapters. That's something you all should get used to. I know my earlier chapters were a lot longer, but I was writing those in the middle of summer, and had plenty of time to just do whatever I wanted, but now I have tons of homework, as I said several times before, and I haven't got loads of time. Like, for example, this weekend: I was supposed to go camping at the Boy Scout camp, but I had one small assignment, two medium assignments, and three big projects to do. All of them were due on Monday (tomorrow, for right now, anyway) so I didn't have mush time to write, even though I've been updating a lot, lately. Anyway, I GOT THEM ALL FINISHED! IT'S A BLOODY MIRACLE!
One quick note:
TO ALL LP (Linkin Park) FANS: I AM WRITING A SECOND LP SONGFIC, THIS TIME WITH THE SONG "NUMB," WHICH IS MY FAVORITE! IT IS A ONE-SHOT, SO DON'T BOTHER ASKING ME TO UPDATE ON IT (LIKE SOME OF YOU DID ON BLIND, IT WAS WEIRD). I HOPE YOU LIKE IT, BUT I'M NOT SURE WHEN IT WILL BE OUT, SO LOOK FOR IT!!! I'LL KEEP UPDATING ON IT!!!
~~TTFN, deathdragon4~~
Harry and Draco smiled happily as their two friends apparated into their living room, looking curiously at them.
"Hello," Harry greeted them, kissing both of the girls on the cheek. They smiled and kissed him back.
"What's going on?" Ginny asked, giving Draco a hug. "Did something happen?"
"Well. . ." Harry grinned, grabbing Draco's hand. "Yes. We didn't want to tell you in a letter, we wanted to tell you in person."
Hermione's eyes lit up.
"We've decided to get married!" Draco exclaimed.
The room was silent, and Ginny and Hermione stared at them, shocked and excited.
Finally, Hermione let out a squeal and hugged the two of them again. "Oh my God, I'm so happy for you! I can't believe it, this is so great!"
"So soon?" Ginny asked, grinning at her ex-crush. "I thought you two would at least wait another year."
Draco stuck his tongue out at her over Hermione's shoulder.
"Where's the ring?" Hermione asked, pulling back enough to look Draco in the eye.
"Uh, Hermione, there was no ring," Harry chuckled.
"What?" She seemed confused by this.
"Draco doesn't really seem like the type to where a diamond ring, does he?" Harry pointed out.
"Well, no, but engagement rings are tradition."
"Then we broke tradition," Draco smirked. He grabbed the chain around his neck and pulled the pendant out from under his shirt. "This fits me much better, doesn't it?"
Ginny gasped and jumped forward to get a better view of it, while Hermione turned to Harry, her eyes narrowed.
"Why didn't you -"
"Shhh!" Harry snapped, half-glaring at her. He looked over at Draco, who was talking excitedly with Ginny. "We'll be right back, love." He didn't seem to notice.
They walked into the kitchen quickly, and the second the door was closed behind Harry, Hermione asked, "What's going on? Why didn't you give him the ring? And why did you shush me about it?!"
"He doesn't know about the rings yet," Harry explained. "And as I said, he really doesn't seem like the type to wear a diamond ring. It just isn't his style. Besides, he's happy with the necklace, he loves it!"
"I know he loves it, I could tell," Hermione sighed. "I just don't see the point in having the rings if you're not going to use them."
"I'm still planning on using the wedding rings," Harry muttered, slightly hurt. "And what's so bad about keeping your parents' rings, anyway? I haven't got anything else that belonged to them, besides the invisibility cloak!"
"I didn't say there was something wrong with it, I just don't see the point in it," Hermione frowned. "I just wanted to know what was going on."
Harry gave her a lopsided smile, and she stood up and hugged him. "I'm so happy for you."
"Thank you, Hermione," he whispered in her ear.
They stood like that for a moment, before Hermione pulled back and asked, "Do you have a date yet?"
"Nope," Harry grinned. "I just asked him last night, we haven't really had the time to decide on that yet."
"Right," Hermione nodded. "Of course. But were you thinking of anything special?"
Harry shrugged. "I guess. . ."
"Where?!" Hermione squealed, jumping up in excitement.
"Calm down, Mione," Harry sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I was just thinking about. . . . Well, on the back of one of the pictures in my photo album, it says what church my parents got married in. . . ."
"And you were thinking you could get married there?!"
Harry nodded sheepishly. "I'd at least like to see it. It'd be nice to know what it looked like."
***
"Harry, where are you taking me?"
"You'll see."
Harry climbed out of the car and ran around to the passenger's side. He opened the door and grabbed Draco's arm, signing for him to get out.
Draco reached to pull off the blindfold, but Harry grabbed his hand. "Not yet. We're almost there. Just be patient, okay?"
"Fine," Draco pouted, as Harry led him up a set of steps.
Harry kissed the curve of his neck before pushing the door in front of them open. He led Draco into the building, then whispered in his ear, "Here, now you can take this off."
Draco slid off the blindfold. The second he did so, his breath caught in his throat.
"Harry. . ." he murmured. "It's beautiful. . ." He looked over his shoulder to admire the rest of the church. "How did you find this?"
The church was decorated in white and gold, with small silver crosses lining the pale walls. The front of the church was covered with a wall of candles, all lit, providing the only light in the gigantic room. In front of the candles, a huge gold cross stretched as big as the wall, and the candlelight seemed to reflect off the golden surface, making it glow.
"This is the church my parents got married in," Harry smiled softly. "This is only the second time I've been here, though. It's great, isn't it?"
Draco didn't answer. He just slipped his arms around Harry's waist, resting his head on Harry's shoulder.
"I love you, Dray."
"I love you, too, Harry," Draco sighed happily.
They sat down on one of the several benches lining the room, just enjoying holding each other for what seemed liked hours. People came and left around them, and still they did not move. Finally, Draco looked up at Harry, smiling.
"Have any thoughts on the wedding?"
"One," Harry whispered. He shifted slightly, not moving his arm from around Draco's chest. "Do you - do you want to get married here?"
"Yes," Draco grinned, nodded ever so slightly. "I'd love to get married here."
They kissed lightly, and quickly parted, knowing the few people in the church were watching them. They hated to be watched like that - why couldn't they get a little bit more privacy, like other couples did?
Someone came up behind them, and they both turned. A priest stood behind them, smiling at the two of them. He was old and bald, and seemed very friendly.
"Hello," he said, raising his hand. Harry shook it quickly. "I'm priest Robert Delaro. Do you need any help with anything?"
"Uh - no, I don't think so," Harry smiled. "I'm Harry Potter, and this is my fiancée, Draco Malfoy."
"Ah, yes, I know who you are," the priest nodded. "Anyone that lives in England knows of you two."
Harry blushed and Draco frowned.
"We just came to see the church," Harry explained. "My parents got married here."
"Lily and James Potter?" the priest asked. "I remember them. So yound, last I saw them, so full of hope. It's a shame what happened to them. They were wonderful people - heroes in God's eyes."
Harry smiled slightly, unsure of what to say to that. What are you supposed to say when someone compliments your dead parents, who you never really knew? Thank you?
"We were planning on having the wedding here," Draco put in, changing the subject. He could sense that Harry was uncomfortable on that subject, and didn't like it.
"Oh? When?"
"We aren't sure," Harry shrugged. "I only asked him three days ago, so we haven't planned much yet."
The priest smiled at us and nodded. "Of course. If you have any further plans, come and see me. My office is just through that door." He pointed to a small oak door, which was almost hidden by the rows of candles that loomed over the entire wall. "I will take care of anything you need."
"Thank you," Draco beamed, before the priest walked away, down the isle, greeting others as he passed.
The two sat like that for a while more, before they stood and walked out of the gorgeous church slowly, their arms around each other's waists.
"I'm so glad I got to see this," Draco whispered as he climbed into the car. "It's beautiful, I can't believe how stunning it is."
"It's almost as stunning as you," Harry grinned, buckling his seatbelt.
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A/N: I know this was still a bit short, but I'm not really one for long chapters. That's something you all should get used to. I know my earlier chapters were a lot longer, but I was writing those in the middle of summer, and had plenty of time to just do whatever I wanted, but now I have tons of homework, as I said several times before, and I haven't got loads of time. Like, for example, this weekend: I was supposed to go camping at the Boy Scout camp, but I had one small assignment, two medium assignments, and three big projects to do. All of them were due on Monday (tomorrow, for right now, anyway) so I didn't have mush time to write, even though I've been updating a lot, lately. Anyway, I GOT THEM ALL FINISHED! IT'S A BLOODY MIRACLE!
One quick note:
TO ALL LP (Linkin Park) FANS: I AM WRITING A SECOND LP SONGFIC, THIS TIME WITH THE SONG "NUMB," WHICH IS MY FAVORITE! IT IS A ONE-SHOT, SO DON'T BOTHER ASKING ME TO UPDATE ON IT (LIKE SOME OF YOU DID ON BLIND, IT WAS WEIRD). I HOPE YOU LIKE IT, BUT I'M NOT SURE WHEN IT WILL BE OUT, SO LOOK FOR IT!!! I'LL KEEP UPDATING ON IT!!!
~~TTFN, deathdragon4~~