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Word Count: 454

Title: Wedding Fever

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Beta: HecateA, DarylDixon'sgirl1985

Hogwarts

Yearly:

Prompt 596 [Emotion] Acceptance

Harry was sitting nervously in the beautiful church that Ron and Pansy had chosen for their wedding. It had shocked him that Draco and Hermione had been chosen as maid of honour and the best man. But they had this deal. in place where Hermione got to be maid of honour because Pansy wanted Draco beside her when they got married, so it was only fair that Ron's female best friend be allowed by his side too.

Harry looked at his boyfriend, and as Draco's grey eyes flickered in his direction and grinned. He had been wondering if the relationship between them could ever last, there was so much that was against them. Draco's father had disowned him, and Harry wasn't sure if he would have been able to choose between his own family and the man he loved. He was still waiting to wake up from the dream, like they were in a bubble that was bound to pop sooner or later.

When Harry turned to watch Pansy walking down the aisle, he saw the pure joy on her face, and his eyes turned to Ron, watching his best friend tearing up as the love of his life walked towards him. Harry also noticed Draco's eyes moving between the bride and groom, and Harry had a fleeting thought as he imagined what would happen if he and Draco would ever get married. Harry listened to the personal vows that Ron made, and then it was Pansy's turn.

While they spoke, the wedding party was told they could sit down, and Draco sat beside Harry, reaching for his boyfriend's hand. Harry felt comforted by the gesture. It was always hard to believe anything could go wrong while they were together; the doubt always came when he was alone. His mind tuned out the words, and instead he saw himself and Draco standing there, holding hands, confessing their love for the world to hear them. He saw the church decorated with white and silver, to accent Draco's beautiful eyes. He imagined watching Hermione sniffing into a handkerchief, the way she was now. Ron's patting his shoulder before going to take his seat in the front row.

"That's going to be us someday," Draco whispered into his ear, making Harry's heart race. A sudden feeling of peace came over Harry, Draco saw it too.

"It is?" Harry whispered back. He was eager for reassurance from his boyfriend. Draco nodded.

"I love you, you idiot. You can't get rid of me that easily," Draco insisted.

"Good, I can live with that," Harry smiled.

"I would hope so," Draco said. "Live with it, and live with me, I intend to stick around for the rest of our lives."