A/N Omg look how fast I wrote this. Honestly this is just a bunch of fluff that I stuck at the end. Hope you enjoy!

Despite all of Harry's reassurances, Draco's stomach was twisted into fierce knots when it was time to return to school. He awoke much too early with a feeling of dread buried in the pit of his stomach. Harry was with the Weasley's at the moment, so he was alone with his mother in the Mansion. Miraculously, she had escaped with only a house arrest for a couple months, and Draco had only been put on a two years probation. His father however, was in Azkaban for life. Draco couldn't be happier about that. In the months since the war had ended life had been a blur for everyone. Draco had been to trial after trial, always with Harry at his side. He had met Teddy, who was still an adorable little bundle that only spoke in small whimpers and loud cries, but he loved him nonetheless.

Many were dead and those who were still alive seemed to have a haunted sort of look in their eyes. Draco had hardly recognized his own reflection when he starred in the mirror the morning after. Though now after a few months of mind healing and quiet conversations he was doing much better. He hoped others could say the same. To be perfectly honest he didn't know what he was going to do with the rest of his life. So it was a good thing really that he was going to go back to school with Harry and the rest of their friends.

Draco soon gave up trying to eat and perched on a chair, knee bouncing up and down in a steady rhythm. His mother was sitting next to him, humming softly. She seemed much happier with his father gone as well. Nowadays she actually smiled every once and a while.

"Ready love? I think Harry will be here soon." A smile danced around her lips and Draco fought back a smile. To his great surprise and delight, his mother adored Harry. As most everyone did.

"Yeah, yeah I'm ready." He twisted his hands together and did his best to put on a convincing smile. She nodded and stood, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of his head.

"You'll do great, don't worry." He opened his mouth to thank her, but no words came out. She gave him a quick smile, then disappeared into the kitchen. The second she was gone a knock sounded at the door and Draco started. How she had known Harry was here he had absolutely no idea. Maybe mothers just had a knack for this sort of thing. He opened the door quickly, not even embarrassed about the huge grin plastered across his features.

"Hey." Harry said, coming in and giving him a quick peck on the cheek.

"Hi." Draco replied, placing his hand on the back of Harry's neck. He shivered a little and leaned closer. Their lips brushed softly, Draco opened his mouth to allow their tongues to sweep together delightfully. All the worry in his stomach vanished as Harry pulled back, grinned, and took his hand.

"Ready?"

Draco nodded, wondering how it was possible to feel so happy.

School was alright. Harry and his friends made it bearable. Only Theo had returned from Slytherin for 8th year, and things were still sort of awkward, and stilted between them so it didn't do much good. Lots of kids were terrible, some were alright, and a few were kind. All in all the year wasn't terrible and Draco decided he wanted to be a healer at the end of the year. Harry told him that he had been offered the Defense Against the Dark Arts position and Draco couldn't be more proud of him. (He had a feeling a certain potions professor was proud as well.)

Ginny and Luna were the first to get married, the both of them only 20 years of age. Molly was apprehensive at first, but after a gorgeous wedding on the beach (with lots of crying mind you) she hugged both of them and gave them a very large pile of sweaters. Draco gave them a seashell bookshelf which the two of them absolutely adored. Harry, Ron, and Hermione gave them a huge tapestry of all of them, arms around each other, with huge smiles on their faces. Ginny burst into tears when she saw it.

"Draco?" Harry asked, coming into the kitchen of their apartment. They had moved in together a few years back now, and Draco honestly couldn't have been happier.

"Mhm?" Draco looked up from the notes he had been taking on his latest patient.

"I had a question." He said, eyes cast downwards. Draco frowned.
"Is everything alright?"

"Oh, yeah everything's fine don't worry. I just wanted to ask you something." Harry gave him a shy smile and stepped forward to give his hand a reassuring squeeze.

The tightness in his chest eased a little but not completely. "Okay then. And you can ask me anything."

"Er…" Harry took a long breath and brought his eyes up to meet his. "What do you think about…" He trailed off, eyes darting away again. The suspense was practically killing him.

"About?"

"Marriage." Harry finally blurted out, turning red as a tomato. Draco took a step back, hand covering his mouth. He felt tears come to his eyes, and his throat got all thick and choked up, but he managed to convey the message that yes. He absolutely adored the idea of marriage if Harry was also willing.

"So I guess we have to plan a wedding then." Harry said, wiping at his eyes. Draco laughed wetly.

"Yes we do."

Three months later they got married on the front steps of Hogwarts, with all of their friends there. Hermione sobbed through the entire thing, Ron awkwardly patted her on the back and she blew her nose in his jacket as a response. He didn't seem to mind much. The whole thing was really lovely, and Draco couldn't believe he had somehow gotten happier in the span of one glorious day.

Ron and Hermione never had a wedding because they eloped only weeks after Harry and Draco's. Molly was pretty pissed about that, but she soon got over it when she learned Hermione was pregnant.

Draco found out what it meant to love life. He had friends, a mother who adored him, a husband he loved fiercely, and a job he didn't dread going to every single morning. And although some nights he woke in a cold sweat, remembering all the horrors he had seen over the years, Harry was always there. Pressing a kiss to the side of his temple, usually half asleep but there nonetheless. Their life together wasn't perfect by any means. They argued, occasionally went to bed angry, and other things that are no doubt bound to happen. But none of that mattered. Not really. The two of them were wonderfully, and blissfully happy. Draco couldn't ask for anything more in life.

The end.

A/N BFEIUBEFOHBIEOJBWOJFWNOEFNOW. I FINISHED A FIC OMG GUYS LOOOOOOOOOOK. I FINISHED ITTTTT STOP I CAN'T BELIEVE I ACTUALLY DID IT. Okay I'm gonna calm down. Announcement time. Mark ur calendars guys.

August 28th: A Good Hippogriff (oneshot)

October 31st A Translucent Crime (I'm planning on writing as much as I can and then releasing chapters every week as I continue to write so you guys don't have to wait as long hopefully.)

I may or may not write another oneshot between these two but we'll see. And I'm gonna put this all up in my bio so don't worry.

Okay that's a wrap. THANKS FOR READING LOVE U GUYS.