The following morning the pair got out of bed, cleaned their teeth then Draco managed to persuade Harry to share his shower. Harry eventually gave in and when they both emerged from the bathroom they both had red cheeks and smiles, Draco's more of a grin. They got dressed in their tuxes and made sure they looked neat and tidy. Leaving the hotel room they arranged to go back to America the day after and also got Harry in contact with some reporters, mainly a woman called Rita Skeeter and a Richard Lovegood. They both arranged to accompany him to the wedding since they already had invites anyway and Harry agreed to give them an interview at the same time so they could both put in as many questions as they could to him and Draco. Harry also got in contact with a few policemen who owed him a few favours. PC's Crabbe and Goyle agreed to accompany Harry and Draco to the wedding in their casual wear making sure they had their ID badges and other things stored on their persons.
"Ready to go Harry?"
"Yeah." Harry nodded, leaning back into the embrace Draco had him in. Sighing, Harry allowed himself those few selfish moments before pulling away. Draco offered him a smile before he picked up the invitations and steered Harry out of the room.
Downstairs, they waited for the limo Harry organized to pick them up and take them to the wedding. Harry sat on his normal side of the car but part way through the drive Draco pulled him against his stronger body. Harry didn't protest though he did stiffen slightly at first. Draco ignored it and wrapped his arm around Harry's shoulders.
"Well, we are all set. We have some body guards for you and two top reporters waiting to write down your every word. I think you are safe from your family and they are all about to have a very large wake up call to just how influential and rich you actually are."
"Hmm." The hummed agreement was weaker than normal so Draco resorted to desperate measures to get Harry to lighten up. Draco placed a soft kiss on Harry's neck and Harry immediately stiffened and yelped slightly. Draco smirked against Harry's neck and delivered a harder kiss to the tanned soft skin before licking and nibbling. It had the desired effect, Harry relaxed incredibly and moaned.
"Draco…" Harry moaned out trying to get the blonde to stop before they both messed up their clothing and needed another shower.
"Shh." Draco turned Harry around to face him and claimed the raven haired man's lips. The heated kiss drew all Harry's thoughts firmly away from his family and before the pair knew it they were at the church and Harry was relaxed and smiling. Draco smirked at him. "See, now that is why I am such a good partner."
"Git." Harry replied trying his best to hide his smile. Draco merely smirked more and climbed out of the car allowing Harry to follow him. They thanked their driver before walking up to the church gates where two very large bulky men were waiting besides another man and a woman who were carrying cameras and notepads.
"Good morning Ms. Skeeter, Mr. Lovegood. Hello Vincent, Greg." Harry greeted with handshakes and smiles all around.
"Good to meet you again Harry."
"Looking as good as ever Mister Potter." They all greeted. Harry smiled easily, he didn't always get along with the four people but they were nice enough.
"Might I introduce my…" Harry paused for a moment and caught Draco's gaze. Draco flicked his eyes from Gregory Goyle and smiled at Harry. Harry felt some more tension leave him. "My lover. Draco Malfoy, this is Ms. Rita Skeeter famous journalist from The Prophet. Mr. Lovegood is the proud owner of the Quibbler. Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle are some officers from the local police station who owed me a few favours and also share my dislike of the Dursley's and the rest of my family."
"Nice to meet you Draco."
"Pleasure to meet you Mister Malfoy."
"Lover you said Harry? Well, I can't wait to hear how you picked him up. He's gorgeous." Harry flushed at Rita Skeeter's words and Draco smirked wrapping his arm around Harry's waist. He gave the woman a smile.
"All in good time Ms. Skeeter, all in good time."
"Yes, yes." Rita waved dismissively and moved the glasses that were perched on her nose. "Still, I must say I am intrigued. This story shall have the front pages of both our newspapers by tomorrow I am sure, and it will probably be a long term subject too. I mean who knew that the Dursley's were like that!"
"Well. Ahem." Mr. Lovegood coughed slightly. "Perhaps we had better get inside. Time is moving on and Rose's wedding is due to start soon."
"Oh yes, quite." Rita agreed. Mr. Lovegood smiled at her and offered his arm.
"Well then Ms. Skeeter, perhaps I would have the honour of escorting you in?"
"Oh of course my dear. No-one can make an entrance quite like we can. Come along dears." Harry shook his head and Draco smiled in amusement as the pair of journalists walked down the path towards the church arm in arm with Rita throwing her other arm around to emphasize some of her points and to help with the exaggeration. Harry and Draco followed side by side with only their quite close proximity giving away that they were dates. Crabbe and Goyle walked closely behind them their beady eyes scanning the area near constantly for trouble.
Inside the church they handed over their wedding invitations to the vicar who invited them in. Crabbe and Goyle had a bit of trouble but Rita came to their rescue with her loud and slightly annoying voice. She claimed the pair were with her as she couldn't possibly be expected to lug her bag around with her all the time. The vicar let them in. No-one stopped Draco and Harry either and the pair sat between Crabbe and Goyle with Rita and Mr. Lovegood in the isle in front.
The wedding started not long after that and whilst Harry and Draco got some very nasty looks they weren't told to leave or insulted to their faces. Rose walked up the isle arm in arm with Vernon. Her white dress flowed out behind her and was actually a very grand thing. She looked gorgeous, everyone had to agree. Harry found himself studying the dress. It was actually one of his designs, one he'd done a good few years ago and sold to an international wedding company. It was one of the eight dresses Harry had designed. He actually liked the dress even if it was his sister wearing it.
Cedric and Rose said their vows and no-one objected to the marriage. Afterwards everyone moved to the reception area for a dance and drinks. Rita and Mr. Lovegood went to get a few words from the happy couple for another of their articles and also lots of pictures. Rose and Cedric were then told to dance and they did so rather gracefully. Harry was pleased to note that if anyone was making mistakes with their steps it was Rose. Slowly the other couples began to file onto the dance floor and Rita managed to persuade Mr. Lovegood to dance with her after she'd literally thrown her things at the two body guards and told them to keep their wits about them.
"Harry?" Draco whispered after a few minutes of watching all the pairs dancing and smiling at the way Rita and Mr. Lovegood were dancing closely but obviously having an argument over something or another.
"Hmm?" Harry asked looking at the blonde with a gentle smile.
"Dance with me?" Draco said holding out his hand. Harry stared at the hand briefly before slipping his hand inside it and allowing Draco to steer them onto the dance floor yet again. Draco put one hand on Harry's lower back and held one of Harry's hands in his. Harry put his other hand on Draco's shoulder. Slowly they began to move with Harry starting on his right leg and Draco with his left.
"You really do know how to dance!" Draco said three dances later. "I didn't think you'd be able to dance the female steps this well."
"I had to." Harry said with a smile. "Remember I told you my Aunt needed a partner for my brother? If I didn't get the steps right I'd go without a meal. Didn't want to get anything wrong, I was skinny enough already."
"Yes and you still need to eat more. Come on, there's a buffet table over there." Draco stopped the dance and delivered a kiss to Harry's cheek before dragging him towards the food table. Halfway there though they were ambushed by Rose Diggory, Tommy Potter, Dudley Dursley and Harry's Aunt and Uncle.
"What are YOU doing here! We don't want your filth ruining my wedding!" Rose hissed. Harry took hold of Draco's hand and Draco gave Harry a reassuring smile.
"We had the invites so we thought we'd use them. Besides, I couldn't exactly miss my big sister's wedding now could I? That would be a waste of money to have come to England for nothing."
"WE DON'T WANT YOU HERE!" Petunia shrieked.
"You are a pathetic little freak. You shall never amount to anything and you shouldn't make other HIGH CLASS RICH PEOPLE suffer your presence." Harry ignored his uncle and looked at Rose.
"I like your dress. You bought it from Madam Malkin's Wedding designs didn't you?"
"Yes. How did you know? You stalking me freak?" Draco scoffed and squeezed Harry's hand hoping Harry would have the strength to stand up to his sister.
"No, I wouldn't want to stalk you even if there was the option. I'd be dead on my feet trying to keep up with all your little affairs etcetera. No, I know you bought it from Madam Malkin's because I sold the design to the Madam herself about six years back when I'd just started up business. I didn't plan to make any wedding dresses but I designed a few and sold the designs. Got myself quite a lot of money for them too."
"You couldn't design a thing. You are pathetic, trying to lie to us."
"Oh no my darling Rose, I'm afraid he isn't lying. Harry here goes by the alias William Jameson over in America and his clothes are to DIE for. Multi billionaire I believe too. It's really rather a shame he's so stuck on Mr. Malfoy here, I'm sure most of the American population, and quite a few others, would want him just because he's so famous. I mean he was hardly more than a boy when he set up his business and now he's the most famous designer in Hollywood and among the stars. Aren't I right Harry?" Rita said fluttering her long eyelashes at Harry. Harry gave her a large relieved smile.
"That you are Ms. Skeeter, that you are."
"Oh call me Rita dear. I just overheard your little argument and thought I'd investigate, with Mr. Lovegood of course." Rita reached her arm behind her and grabbed the man tugging him roughly forwards. Vernon, who'd gone purple in the face, looked ready to shout the roof off but Rita spoke again before he had the chance. She'd drawn out a notepad and biro and looked ready to scribble down notes.
"So tell me, did you really not know that William Jameson was really your brother in disguise?"
"Well no we-"
"So why do you think he never told you?"
"Because he's a liar."
"He's a freak." Rita stared hard at Vernon and Petunia before standing a little straighter.
"Let's explore that shall we?" Vernon was about to bellow when Rita cut him off again. "Harry was the only one to survive that dreadful car crash. Is that why you call him a freak?"
"Yes, he should have died. My sister should be alive, not him." Petunia yelled in her high pitched voice.
"And he's gay. A disgusting gay whore!" Rita and Mr. Lovegood raised an eyebrow at this.
"Really? I thought whores slept with people for money and since Harry has money in abundance that hardly seems like his occupation."
"He is RUDE, OBNOXIOUS AND A FREAK! HE DOESN'T DESERVE ALL THE THINGS WE'VE DONE FOR HIM ALL HIS LIFE! WE CLOTHED HIM, WE FED HIM, WE KEPT A ROOF OVER HIS HEAD! HE SHOULD BE GRATEFUL TO US, NOT LYING TO US! HE IS WORTHLESS!"
"You fed me? When was that uncle? When you remembered I existed? Once every four days I'd get a meal? Your leftovers if there were any? You didn't feed me uncle, you tried to starve me! I barely survived living at your house. And as for a roof over my head, you only just did that! Locking me away in the attic where it's freezing cold in winter and so hot the wood almost burns you in the summer. I have nothing to be grateful to you for Uncle except that living with you gave me the determination to get away from you and start my own life away from my so called family!" Harry spat out the last word like it was poison in his mouth.
"Why you little!" Vernon stepped forwards and raised his fist. Harry was just preparing for that fist to hit him when there was a loud grunt. He looked up and saw Crabbe and Goyle holding Vernon back.
"You are under arrest for attempted physical assault on Mr. William Jameson. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you do say can and WILL be held against you in a court of law! Now SHUT UP Dursley."
"Thank you Greg, Vincent." Draco smiled pulling Harry to him into a firm embrace. He glanced over at Rita who was scribbling furiously in her note pad. Harry hid his face in Draco's shoulder and gripped the blonde's back.
"I hate you Harry! You've ruined our lives! You've always ruined them you stupid WHORE!" Draco glared at Rose.
"How DARE you! After the way you and your family have treated him you can't even attempt to say Harry ruined your lives! You attempted to ruin Harry's. All the time we've been here Harry has been insulted and you've all taken every available opportunity to throw jabs at him. I know lots of things about you. I know all about the abuse Harry suffered, I know all about Blaise and how you slept with him and how he left Harry. I even know all about Harry's suicide attempts. How can you possibly say that he ruined your lives when he's the one who nearly died twice! Harry is lucky to have survived and I know full well that if you were my sister and you did this to me I wouldn't hesitate to make you suffer just as I did. Ms. Skeeter, Mr. Lovegood, I hope you are getting all of this down because I doubt well be having much of an interview after the party."
"Oh we've got it all down and any parts we've missed I'm sure we can get the information later. I mean the Dursley's have servants after all, some of which I am sure won't need to be paid much to spill the beans so to speak."
"Very good. Well if you'd excuse me everyone. I'm going to take Harry away from this hell hole. I am sure he won't miss you. And good luck with your marriage to Rose, Cedric. If you ever want to divorce the slut just give Harry a call at work and I'm sure he'll help you. After all, I'm sure you didn't know all about Rose's escapades. Good day. Oh, and it's a lovely dress but then again since Harry designed it it would be wouldn't it!"
Draco stalked out of the wedding reception with a willing Harry. He pushed the raven haired young man into the limo waiting for them and ordered the man to drive. On the way back Harry fell asleep against Draco and Draco held him. He was sure they'd have to see Rita and Mr. Lovegood tomorrow before they caught their plane but no problem. After a good night's sleep Harry should be able to face them.
Ne, and that's the end...kindof anyway...there's the epilogue to go. Sorry if it's anticlimactic (or whatever it's called). I'm not a good fighter, I can't hold a good argument even if I tried. Just the epilogue to go though...shouldn't be so bad should it...review and tell me what you think. Critacisms are welcome but don't insult me too badly k?
Gemxxx