Chapter Two

Several people wanted a sequel so here it is.

Draco tugged at his collar anxiously. His crisp white dress robes fell around him elegantly, the silver embroidering on the sleeves glinting gently. In a few minutes, he was going to walk down the aisle and marry the love of his life. When he and Harry had broke the news to Pansy and Narcissa, they had insisted on planning the wedding. Molly of course had a huge part in planning as well, and surprisingly, she and Narcissa got along very well. Narcissa insisted the wedding be held at the Malfoy summer home in the backcountry of France.

Draco felt like he was on the verge of panic. "Pans, what if I freeze up?" His dark-haired friend rolled her eyes again. He had asked different variations of that question and ones like it at least twenty times now.

"Darling, you need to stop worrying. It doesn't matter if you mess up because Potter loves you." Draco nodded and took a shuddering breath. His mother walked over to him and embraced him.

"Don't worry, dear. If anything, it will be him to mess up the vows." Draco laughed. He knew it was true, but he was still ready to jump out of his skin. He took a shuddering breath and nodded to himself in the mirror. I can do this.

"Okay." He turned away from the mirror to face his best friend and mother. "How do I look?" Pansy smiled.

"Like Potter will be drooling when he sees you walk down that aisle." Draco grinned brightly and pulled her into a hug. "Are you ready to go?" he nodded.

"Let's do this." Narcissa opened the door and they walked down the hall to the french doors leading into the garden.

Harry was still struggling to tie his tie when Hermione came back into the room. She had gone to see if Ron was dressed properly and hadn't taken off his tie. "Harry, let me get that," she said gently. He didn't realize how bad his hands were shaking until she took the tie from them. "'Mione, what if he changes his mind?"

"Harry—"

"What if he thinks I'm not good enough?"

"Harry—"

" I'm not good enough, he deserves someone so much better than—"

"Harry James Potter if you don't shut up right now so help me—" Hermione took a breath. "You need to stop talking yourself into a spiral. Draco loves you or he would have left you by now. You know this as well as I do. He's not a martyr. He's been living with you for years now, the only reason he kept his flat for as long as he did was because Pansy was in that abusive relationship and he wanted her to have a place she recognized and felt welcome at. She wouldn't be able to feel that at your house." Harry sighed.

"I guess your right. But what if I mess up my vows?"

"Harry, I've caught you practicing your vows at least fifteen times. You're just lucky you don't practice at your house or it would have been Draco who caught you." He laughed. The door opened again and Ron entered. He was fiddling with his tie, but quickly stopped when Hermione glared at him.

"Harry, you better be ready. Parkinson says that Draco's gonna be ready soon, she just went to go get him."

"I'm really getting married, aren't I?" Harry asked with a giant grin. "This isn't just a dream."

"Don't you start making me cry Harry Potter! Pansy just fixed my makeup from earlier!" Hermione laughed, dabbing at the corners of her eyes. "Now let's go get you married."

Ron clapped him on the shoulder. "Are you ready?"

Harry took a deep breath and nodded. "Let's do this."

Draco was buzzing with anticipation. Lily was excitedly bouncing up and down in front of everyone, her basket of flower petals swinging in her hand. Hermione, Luna, Ginny, and Pansy were already getting into place to walk down the aisle behind her, and his mother was fussing with the collar of his robes even though it was already perfect. Harry and Molly came around the corner. Draco grinned at Harry as he walked over. He was wearing a beautiful white set of dress robes that complimented his dark skin. His hair was artfully styled to look purposefully messy. He knew Pansy must have done it. Harry looked nervous.

"Scared, Potter?" Draco raised a teasing eyebrow.

"You wish," Harry responded with a smile. All of his anxiety seemed to melt away as he took Draco's hand. Molly and Narcissa took their places walking in front of their respective sons, and Hermione opened the french doors in front of them so they could walk down the aisle. Draco let go of Harry's hand and linked their arms as they walked forward. The rows of seats on either side of the aisle were filled with their friends and family. Lily happily threw the flower petals as she walked down the aisle in front of the procession. Harry spotted Teddy sitting in the front row and wiggled his fingers as a greeting. Teddy smiled and waved back.

Kingsley Shacklebolt was officiating the wedding. He stood at the altar in his finest robes, a big smile on his face. Everyone took their seats as Harry and Draco stood at the altar. "We gather here to unite these two people in marriage. Their decision to marry has not been entered into lightly and today they publicly profess their love for eachother. Before we begin, does anyone oppose this marriage? If so speak now or forever hold your peace." No one spoke. "You may now say your vows." Kingsley turned to Draco.

"With all my heart, I, Draco Lucius Malfoy, take you, Harry James Potter, to be my husband. I promise to be your lover, companion, and friend, your partner in parenthood, your ally in conflict, your greatest supporter, I will be your comrade in adventure, your comfort in disappointment, your accomplice in mischief, your strength in times of need. I will listen with understanding, and trust you completely, all the days of my life." Tears prickled the back of Draco's eyes and he saw tears streaming down Harry's face. His smile was broad and his wet eyes warm. Draco squeezed his hands.

"I, Harry James Potter, stand before you, Draco Lucius Malfoy, because you have won my heart and today I choose you to be my husband. You are my life partner, the only one I pledge my love to. I will listen to you, and be open and honest with you. I will be your trusted partner and stand by you through good times and tough times. I promise this now and for all the days of my life." The tears that were prickling Draco's eyes spilled over his lashes and down his cheeks.

"I now pronounce you wed," Kingsley announced in his booming voice. "You may now kiss your spouse." Harry took Draco's face in his hands and kissed him softly, brushing Draco's tears away with his thumbs. Draco let out a wet laugh and kissed Harry again. Everyone clapped as they walked back down the aisle arm in arm. Pansy, Luna, Ginny, and Hermione followed them out. They all had to go and change into clothes for the reception.

When the french doors swung shut behind them, Harry pulled draco into his arms and snogged him. Draco's arms wrapped around Harry's shoulders as Harry's hands found his waist. Pansy wolf whistled. Harry smiled against Draco's lips.

"Alright you love birds, if we're going to get to the reception on time, we need to change now. You can shag on your honeymoon," Ginny said. Draco laughed and rested his head on Harry's shoulder.

"Let's go then, I want to say hi to everyone and try that champagne Pansy chose.

"You'll like it, Potter. I have excellent taste," Pansy sleekly said. Harry reluctantly pulled away from Draco.

"Let's get this over with."

The reception was held in the backyard of the house just off the garden. The house was anything but small and Narcissa had been strongly opposed at first, insisting it could be held in the ballroom (Harry still had no clue why there was a need for a ballroom in a summer home but he had given up trying to understand Pureblood standards) but Draco was adamant on the reception being held outdoors along with the ceremony. When Molly mentioned using tents as a compromise, Narcissa agreed.

Draco and Harry walked amongst the guests socializing. Harry didn't hate it as much as he thought he would, since it was only friends and family. He and Draco walked over to greet Teddy and Andromeda. Teddy was wearing a periwinkle blue dress and their hair was a soft pink. It was in a delicate pixie cut and a periwinkle bow was pinned above Teddy's ear. "Hey Teds," Harry greeted. "What are your pronouns today?" Teddy grinned.

"She/her. I thought that would be obvious by the dress." Teddy's voice was noticeably higher today. She frequently used her metamorphmagus magic to change her body to fit her pronouns and alter her vocal chords to give her a higher or lower voice.

"Teddy, you know that I will never assume your pronouns." Harry said, ruffling her hair lightly. Teddy smiled and a blush tinged her cheeks.

"Thanks, Harry. You're the best uncle ever." Harry turned to Draco and Andromeda, who were having a conversation about where Teddy got her dress. Apparently Draco wanted to get a dress for Lily as a birthday present. Out of the corner of his eye, Harry spotted Ron's Aunt Muriel walked over to greet them. He withheld a sigh.

"Hello Aunt Muriel," Harry greeted, trying to keep the contempt out of his voice.

"Hello Harry," she greeted. Her eyes fell on Teddy. "Young man, what are you doing in that dress?" Teddy stiffened, her hair getting slightly darker.

"I'm a girl," she said stiffly.

"No, no I remember quite clearly from Molly's birthday last year. You're Edward Lupin, right? Remus and Nymphadora's child."

"Yes, I'm their child but today my name is Theodora and I am a girl," Teddy insisted. "I may have been a boy then, but right now my pronouns are she/her."

"That's preposterous!" Aunt Muriel declared. Harry stepped in, trying to keep a level head.

"Teddy is genderfluid," he piped in. Andromeda and Draco stepped in as well.

"Do you like her dress?" Draco asked. Harry wrapped an arm around his waist and Draco subconsciously leaned into him.

"Genderfluid," Aunt Muriel scoffed. "Pish posh. He'll grow out of it," she said. Draco was glaring daggers at her. Harry squeezed his side reassuringly and tried to make eye contact with Molly. Fortunately she saw him and rushed over.

"Hello Muriel," she said cheerfully. "Do you like Teddy's dress?" Muriel opened her mouth to reply but Molly spoke again before she could speak. "Would you like to come speak with Ginny and Luna? They've been telling me about the vacation they're planning for the summer." Muriel followed Molly away, muttering.

"Just ignore her, she's always like that, Teds." Teddy nodded, her posture stiff. Draco extracted himself from Harry's arms and pulled Teddy into a hug.

"I'm sorry there are so many assholes in the world," he murmured. Teddy hugged him tight.

"It doesn't bother me as much anymore. In the Hufflepuff dorms, the wards will automatically teleport girls who are in the boy's dorm and vice versa back to their own rooms. I have a bed in each dorm. Sometimes I'll fall asleep in one dorm and wake up in the other. It's reassuring. I wear the uniform that matches my gender so the teachers don't misgender me, and they never do." Draco placed a kiss on the top of her head.

"I'm so proud of you," he said.

It was time for Harry and Draco to start the first dance. Harry's left arm wrapped around Draco's waist, his right hand joining with Draco's. Draco held Harry's shoulder. Harry pulled him close. The music started and they swayed to the beat. Draco was lost in Harry's eyes as he led them in a slow dance. Slowly, other couples joined the dancefloor and Harry pulled Draco closer. Harry leaned his forehead against Draco's, murmuring, "I love you." Draco rubbed his thumb gently over the back of Harry's neck.

Draco rested his head against Harry's chest and closed his eyes. Harry tucked his chin on top of Draco's head, holding him closer as if Draco was the most important thing in the world to him. Draco smiled against Harry's chest and replied, "I love you too."

And all was well.

AHHHHH I'M SO EXCITED THAT I FINISHED THIS! I really loved writing this and I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it! I love you all! Please review!