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Harry tilted his head back as he felt the night breeze brushing passed his face, the smell of spices and herbs, of heat and sea were heavy on the air around him. There were voices chattering, laughing and calling to each other a little bit away from where he was standing. Even though he was blindfolded he was fairly sure that he was once again standing on Gregory's boat.
They had finished their evening with their friends and family, laughing and dancing, Narcissa and Andromeda had shown everyone up by performing an amazing quick step together, while Ron bless him had tried his best to waltz Hermione around the floor and had failed, her beaming smile and happy laughter had cheered him up though. Marcus had stolen Harry from 5 dances with Gregory until his husband, his husband, had snarled at his grandfather and told him to go get his own husband, only to start snarling when Tiberius had laughingly whisked Harry away for a spin around the dancefloor while he was distracted. Gregory had thrown his hands up when their next dance had been interrupted by Carina. Harry had been laughing so hard he had barely been any use dancing with his new mum in law.
It had been an amazing day, Harry had loved every second of it. Through it all, not matter where they were he and Gregory had met each other's eyes every few seconds, not wanting to let the other out of their sight. He was sure that neither of them had stopped smiling since they had said their vows, his cheeks were actually starting to hurt, but he could not stop the overwhelming happiness that was running through him. He was married. To a man he loved with all his heart. He had an extended family that he loved and felt at home with.
He started a little before humming when lips brushed over his cheeks right under the blindfold, and then to his lips.
"What are you smiling so widely for?" Gregory asked softly, his fingers dancing along Harry's waist.
"Life is perfect," He sighed contently leaning back into his husband's strong body.
"Yes, it is. Not much longer and I will take the blindfold off," Gregory promised before moving away again.
Once their night had finished they had said a long round of goodbyes to everyone, lots of hugs, kisses and promises to write or floo. And then Gregory had placed the blindfold over his eyes and apparated them away for their month-long honeymoon. The had landed on the boat, and Gregory had led him to the front before disappearing to make the last-minute preparations. Harry had no idea what they would be doing for their honeymoon, Gregory had insisted on planning it all for them.
He started when the engines started up and they moved, the wind picked up and started playing with the ends of his hair, tousling it more than it probably already was. It must had been a good fifteen minutes before strong arms wrapped around him again, turning him around and capturing his lips. He groaned slightly and twisted his fingers through golden hair unfalteringly, the move automatic now, and sank himself into the kiss. Without seeing Gregory, it somehow felt more intimate and sensual, the taste of Gregory, of the slightly bitter whisky he had been drinking, and the sweetness of their wedding cake all enhanced on his own tongue.
They parted far too soon for Harry's liking, but then Gregory's fingers were tugging at the knot of the blindfold and pulling it away from his eyes. He gasped at the sight of the boat, white roses and fairy lights had been twined around the railings of the whole boat. They were standing on the deck which had a mattress in the centre covered with silk sheets and cushions, and surrounding it little orbs of light were glittering prettily casting a glow over the sleeping space. And covering every inch of the deck were thousands upon thousands of red rose petals.
He looked up at Gregory wide eyed after he had taken everything in, unable to believe how beautiful it was. "I wanted our first proper time together, our first night as husbands to be special," Gregory admitted softly.
"This is definitely perfect," Harry sighed wrapping his arms around Gregory's waist and pressed his cheek to his chest.
"Well for the next month we will be sailing around Greece and then along Italy, and finishing up in the south of France,"
"Oh Merlin, that's amazing! Thank you, thank you, thank you," Harry gasped throwing his arms around Gregory's neck and pressing kisses all over his face and lips.
"I promised you that I would show you the world, this is the start of it. And it will be just the two of us," Gregory pressed his lips to Harry's.
"You're sailing us?" Harry grinned.
"Yes, and we have an international permit, so we can stop wherever we like, see what we like, go where we like," Gregory grinned. "I stocked up on tourist books for all the places we will be going passed, so tomorrow we can sit together and plan out the things we want to see, places we want to visit,"
"Gregory, this is...this is amazing, thank you," Harry said softly. His already over full heart felt as though it were swelling even more with love.
"I wanted this to be special, you deserve special," Gregory shook his head combing his fingers through Harry's hair. "And now, I really want to take you out of those robes,"
"I'm nervous," Harry laughed.
"Good nervous?" Gregory asked concerned.
"Yes, definitely good nervous. It's just so silly, all we have done together, we're married! And I'm nervous,"
"It's not silly. I'm a little nervous myself to be honest, I want this to be perfect," Gregory admitted.
"You're here, I'm here. It's already perfect," Harry assured him sweetly.
"You're right," Gregory said softly, with a loving smile. He pulled Harry closer and pulled him into a deep kiss, easily distracting him from his nerves as they lost themselves in the kiss once again. This, this was natural, perfect, and for Harry like coming home.
The two of them were so lost in their kiss that Harry didn't realise that they had moved onto the bed, and Gregory had stripped them both down to their underwear, he only realised when his husband's hand moved down to cup him bum. He gasped into the blonde's mouth and arched closer, needing...wanting more.
"Gregory, please," Harry gasped.
"Don't worry, I will take care of you," Gregory promised.
Tenderly he laid Harry down flat on the soft coverings, sealing their lips a few more times before he moved to sweep his way down along Harry's jaw. The younger man gasped and twitched in his husband's grip, humming as those lips moved down his neck, sucking gently on the skin. He traced the path down to Harry's chest, giving careful attention to as much of it as he could before his lips found perky nipples.
Harry felt as though he were going mad, his skin was on fire and he was so hard it felt like it should hurt. He was burning with desire, and he ached for Gregory between his legs. The groan Gregory let out when he tugged his hair to pull him away from his nipples did nothing to help matters either.
"Gregory, I need you, please, I need you!" Harry begged, writhing on their bed.
"I'm here," Gregory's voice was several octaves lower than normal, and when he looked up at Harry his eyes were practically black with desire. He looked gorgeous as well, simply gorgeous. Like a Greek god, the moonlight and glow from the lights around the boat made his golden skin glow heavenly, his golden hair looked like a silk shower. He was looking at Harry with so much love, so much passion that Harry's breath caught in his throat.
"No, more I need you inside me!" Harry begged.
"I cannot say no to that," Gregory breathed out breathlessly. Their lips sealed together once again and Harry groaned into when Gregory removed their underwear. There was a relief of skin on skin contact, and Gregory trembled slightly underneath Harry's hands when he felt his young husband utter the lubrication and stretching spell against his lips. "Harry!"
"I don't want to wait," Harry shook his head.
"You're going to kill me,"
"La petite Mort," Harry gasped as Gregory pressed three fingers slowly inside of him, testing and feeling, his eyes drinking in the sight of Harry arching in pleasure.
"Indeed," Gregory groaned as he moved to press himself between Harry's milky pale legs, and rested himself against his entrance.
Their eyes met, and everything seemed to pause for a moment, that moment hanging between them as they absorbed that this was the final step. Harry's chest was heaving slightly as he wrapped his arms around Gregory's neck and tilted his lower half just slightly to press himself down onto his husband's hard erection.
Gregory gripped him tightly, one hand on his hip, the other wrapping under his back, and he pressed into him with exquisite pressure, inch by inch burying himself into Harry's warmth. The Malfoy had to hold on tightly and drop his head onto Harry's shoulder as he fought from just thrusting mindlessly as his body demanded he do. He wanted this to last, their first time together, and he wanted to watch Harry come undone.
Harry writhed like a wild thing underneath him as they moved together, his fingers biting into Gregory's back as they moved together. The younger man's legs were wrapped around Gregory's waist and his beautiful voice were crying out in pleasure, driving his husband's own desire and pleasure higher and higher. They were moving together in perfect sync, and the dark haired younger man felt as though he were going mad with pleasure as Gregory found his prostate.
Finally, though Gregory could not hold on any longer, it was too perfect, and too much pleasure, he reached between their sweat slicked bodies to grasp Harry in his hand, and that was all it took. With a soft cry Harry spilled into his hand and between their bodies, the warm, hot grip of Harry's body around his own finished Gregory off, and with a loud cry of pleasure he spilled himself inside his husband, pressing deeply and holding himself there for as long as he could.
They both collapsed onto the bed together, and Harry pulled the covers up around the two of them as they lay cuddling beneath the stars. He smiled as he realised that there were heating charms over the silk sheets to keep them warm in the cool night air. It was beautiful, lying beneath the stars with the soft lighting glittering around them. Gregory was warm, and perfect against his side as they both caught their breaths.
They lay exchanging lazy kisses for a little while before Harry pulled back and pressed his hand to Gregory's face, stroking his fingers over those beloved features.
"What?" Gregory asked with a tired smile.
"I love you, so much," Harry sighed contently.
"I love you too Harry. Here is to the rest of our lives," Gregory pulled him closer for one last kiss before they cuddled together under the covers to go to sleep.
Gregory groaned and shifted slightly, before giving in and poking his head out of the covers, they were still moving as he had spelled the boat to do, but Harry was not at his side.
"Good morning Mr Malfoy-Potter," Harry said.
"Good morning Mr Malfoy-Potter," Gregory grinned lazily. He sat up a little to see Harry walking towards him with a large tray. Gregory groaned when he realised that Harry was wearing only his own shirt from the day before, which lay just passed his thighs.
"I thought you may be hungry after all that exercise yesterday," Harry said placing the tray on the bed by Gregory's legs before setting down next to him.
"Last night definitely tired me out," Gregory grinned wiggling his eyebrows.
"I was talking about the dancing, pervert!" Harry gasped in mock horror. He laughed when Gregory pounded on him, pressing kisses all over his face.
"Are you sore?" Gregory asked concerned.
"No, you were gentle. I was a little tense but when I started moving it was fine," Harry assured him. He smiled up at him, wrapping his arms around his neck and pulling him down for a sweet kiss. "It was perfect, thank you,"
"We have the rest of our lives to enjoy each other now as well," Gregory beamed.
They settled comfortably onto the bed and tucked into the big breakfast Harry had made them, alternating between feeding each other and pressing kisses to each other wherever they could reach.
Once they were done Gregory summoned the tourist books he had collected and spread them out around them. They got comfortable, Harry settled between Gregory's legs with his back pressed against his chest, and they started flicking through them together.
Harry had not had so much fun in a long time, they were laughing and joking, reading through everything and talking about the things that they wanted to do and see. Gregory advised some of the places that he knew Harry would like that he had visited before, he also showed Harry some of the places that he wanted to visit.
They lay there most of the morning, Gregory leaving only every now and then to make sure that they were still on course, or direct them through a more difficult patch. During one of these times Harry stretched out languidly on their bed, closing his eyes with a sigh as he felt the sun shining down on him, the warmth caressing his skin as the wind did the same. He felt bonelessly content, and overflowing with happiness. He opened one eye and looked at the ring sitting on his finger, admiring as the sun bounced off the metal.
He started with a laugh with his hand was suddenly captured, Gregory standing over him with a smile brighter than any Harry had ever been gifted with from the other man. His husband lifted the captured hand and pressed a kiss to each fingertip, to his knuckles, and then pressed a kiss to the ring he had placed on Harry hand only the day before.
The younger hummed in appreciation as Gregory released his hand and instead laid himself over his husband, settling comfortably between Harry's eagerly parted legs and drew him in for a drugging kiss. They both gasped when Gregory's naked hardness pressed against Harry's still loose entrance, and with a gentle nudge questioned whether Harry wanted him again. It was a silly question, and the lubrication spell being uttered against his lips was his answer.
Their books were floated absently off the bed as the two got lost in each other, enjoying their first day together married properly.
Though Harry was glad for all the privacy spells around the boat when he nearly had a heart attack as a large yacht went passed them not long after they had finished and were snuggling together.
Harry sighed contently as he laced his and Gregory's fingers together as they walked along the cobbled stairs streets of Athens. It was beautiful, absolutely stunning, And clearly a completely different world. They had just finished with the Parthenon. The ruins themselves were stunning, still intact, it felt as they were walking through history. There were dozens of building to look at, and a few that they could go into.
He smiled a little amused as Gregory reeled off another fact from the tourist book he had his nose buried in. Apparently, Julia's warning had been something he should have listened to, his husband was a serious tourist. But it was all interesting facts, and he was enjoying walking through the city with Gregory, taking in the beauty and learning more about it. Their first trip of their honeymoon was going pretty well.
Gregory had apparated them onto land when they had docked in the harbour, and they had taken a slow walk into the city. Lunch had been in a beautiful little café where they had ordered a few different things so Harry could try Greek food, something Gregory had delighted in showing him. And then they had carried on strolling through the city. Then they had gone to the Parthenon and spent a few hours walking around there, before heading back into city.
Just knowing that he had a month, alone with Gregory with days like this, endless sailing, popping onto land and having an explore, and repeat, that felt amazing, and he was enjoying it so much already. It was heaven, he couldn't have asked for a better honeymoon.
"Am I boring you?" Gregory asked sounding amused.
"Hmm, no, not at all," Harry assured him, stepping a little closer and snuggling closer when Gregory wrapped his arm around his shoulders.
"You looked a thousand miles away, thinking of anything good?" he wiggled his eyebrows cheesily making Harry snort.
"Two days married and you have shown your true colours as a pervert," He shook his head in mock disappointment, even as his eyes glittered.
"I know, I know, it was such hard work keeping it from you for so long,"
"I wondered what that look of concentration was,"
"It's why I was still single after all this time,"
"That I still find hard to believe, but I am not going to say anything because everyone else's loss was my luck," Harry smiled. Gregory said nothing, but he stopped and swept down to press their lips together.
They both blinked when there was a flash beside them, turning to see a man grinning and holding a camera. He started saying something in Greek waving the camera, to which Gregory quickly responded and nodded to the man.
"What's going on?" Harry asked as they followed him back to a little store.
"He asked if we wanted a copy of the picture," Gregory said as he pulled out some money. Some quick work and then man was sliding a photo across the counter of his shop fresh from the printer. Harry blinked when he saw it before smiling brightly and pulled it closer. He was aware of Gregory talking to the man beside him, but he was lost in the beautiful photo.
The man was very good and had framed it perfectly with one of the large ruins behind them, the two of them perfectly in the centre. Gregory was bending slightly to reach his lips as he was stretching up, his own dark hair a shock beside Gregory's golden hair, which was lit up by sun surrounding them. They looked so happy, and so in love though. The man had managed to capture exactly how Harry had been feeling in that moment perfectly.
"I love it," Harry said brightly smiling at the man. He grinned widely back, clearly understand the sentiments. He quickly tucked the photo in a plastic wallet for them and passed it Harry. "We should try and get photos taken everywhere we visit,"
"That's a good idea," Gregory agreed, taking the photo to have another look himself.
"Thank you," Harry kissed him on the cheek.
"For what?"
"This, everything," Harry kissed him again and then on the lips, wrapping his arms around his neck.
They blinked when there was another flash, and turned to see the same man wiggling his camera at them. Gregory turned back to Harry to see green eyes staring up at him with a pleading expression.
"Oh fine," He snorted walking back into the shop.
Harry flopped back onto the beach towel, throwing his arms out and soaking in the sun. His book was clasped in his hand, still marking his place, as he closed his eyes and relaxed for a moment. It was different to relaxing on the boat, even though that was lovely as well. They had come inland to Lindos this time, and had a little walk around the beautiful town, visiting the market there where he had picked a few things up, and had lunch before head down to the beach.
The beach was part of a Wizarding resort, carefully spelled away from muggles, so there were all sorts of magic going around that Harry loved watching. He was currently stretched out on the towel with a drink at his elbow and enjoying the sound of the waves, which was quickly becoming a favourite of his.
He started and opened green eyes to glare at his husband when cold drops of water hit his hot skin, though his glare did not last long when he took in the water rolling deliciously down golden skin and blue eyes which were glittering brightly.
"Come with me!"
"Where are we going?" Harry asked as he placed a bookmark in his book and tucked it safely under the towel, before taking Gregory's hand and letting him pull him to his feet.
"Someone further down the way is doing rides on Hippocampus," Gregory said excitedly.
Moving further down the beach than they had explored earlier Harry saw a little wooden jetty floating a good few feet out into the sea. They walked along it, and when they got close enough Harry saw several Hippocampus splashing around at the end of the jetty, they were so beautiful, bright white tipped in blue.
"Do you think they are looked after well?" Harry asked suddenly, Hagrid and Hermione's voices ranting about how mistreated magical beings were by Wizards popping into his head.
"They are free to come and go," Gregory assured him. "Hermione won't have a reason to shout at you," he added impishly. Harry gently nudged him before smiling at the witch at the end of the jetty as they reached her. One of the Hippocampus moved into the place where they would easily be able to climb onto her.
"You wouldn't be honeymooners by any chance, would you?" The witch asked brightly.
"Yes, how did you know?" Harry asked.
"Lachesis always knows, she likes taking the newlyweds,"
"Fate, appropriate," Gregory nodded as Harry climbed down and onto Lachesis' back.
"It's why she is called that," The witch explained. Gregory climbed on behind Harry, and the younger man shuffled back so he was resting against his chest. This close he could see that Lachesis' skin had a translucent quality to it, shining in a rainbow of colours when the sun glanced off of it, like petrol in water. "Bubblehead charms please lovebirds,"
They both applied the charms and then held on as Lachesis shot out into the sea, climbing the waves easily, her beautiful, sleek body moving underneath them. She dived under briefly and then broke back through the water, before plunging them down and into the underwater world.
It was spectacular, nothing at all like it had been when Harry had had to go under the Great Lake for the second task in the Triwizard Tournament. The whole place was lit up in an otherworldly blue glow, but was bright and glittering and full of life.
Brightly coloured underwater plants of muggle and magical variety swept underneath them on the seabed, every now Lachesis would dip them down lower and swim through the plant life. Fishes of a rainbow of colours were swimming around in shoals as far as the eye could see, especially the further out to sea that they got. Hippocampus appeared every now and then to swirl around them in a herd, and Harry even spotted a few merpeople popping their heads out of some of the deeps to watch them curiously.
They were swimming for a good hour and a half before Lachesis surfaced and good swim away from the jetty, Harry rested further back against Gregory and hummed happily when he wrapped his arms around his waist, they snuggled close as they enjoyed the trip back to land, the lovely cool waves lapping at their legs as the sun dried them off.
"Thank you, that was amazing," Harry patted Lachesis as he climbed off of her and back onto the jetty with a gentle shove from Gregory, before turning and helping his husband up.
"Thank you," The witch said gratefully as Gregory handed over a good few notes of cash to her.
"I enjoyed that," Harry sighed wrapping his arms around Gregory's waist as they made their way back to their towels on the beach.
"I thought you might," Gregory sounded smug but Harry just squeezed him tightly shaking his head. He pressed a kiss to the skin of his chest over his heart, tasting the salt on his skin from their trip in the sea.
Gregory started when gentle arms twined around his neck, his Grandfather beamed even wider at the sight of Harry.
"My dear! You are positively glowing!" Marcus said brightly.
"Hello Grandfather," Harry settled beside Gregory on the hearth of the wizarding pub. They had managed to get a private room to make a call back home.
"Have you been having a good time? Gregory has just been telling me about a few of the places you have visited! Honestly it has been the quietest two weeks of my life, without the two of you hear the manor feels half empty!"
"We're missing you all too," Harry said fondly. "I am missing our evening chats,"
"Oh, I am missing it too! Never mind, plenty to talk about when you are home. Now you are having fun yes?"
"Its been wonderful, we have been to so many places!" Harry said excitedly.
"Where are you currently?" Marcus asked.
"We are in Mystras, we have just spent the morning walking around and seeing the ruins in the muggle part of the city, we decided to have an early lunch, and then Gregory is going to take me to the wizarding market this afternoon," Harry explained excitedly.
"Is everything ok?" Marcus' sharp eyes scanned over the two of them.
"Oh just me being silly, I don' think I drank enough water while we were walking around, I was feeling a little dizzy and faint," Harry said embarrassed. "I'm fine now!" He said exasperated when he caught the looks Gregory and Marcus were shooting him.
"We're going to spend a few hours sitting inside and cooling down," Gregory assured his Grandfather. Harry rolled his eyes and then squealed when Gregory lunged at him pressing kisses over his face.
"Enough of that! You are two weeks into your honeymoon haven't you had enough of each other to speak to your poor old grandfather for two minutes without mauling each other!" Marcus said balefully, but when they looked up he was watching them happily.
"Never!" They declared at the same time, before the three of them laughed.
"Gregory was telling be about your trip to the Samaria Gorge, did you enjoy that?" Marcus asked once they had settled down.
"Oh it was beautiful, so beautiful! We walked as far as we could along it. And we stopped halfway along to have a swim in this beautiful lake! It was a lovely day, we got some pictures,"
"Harry insisted that we get a camera, we have been taking photos in every place we have been to, and have asked someone to take a photo of us at every spot," Gregory told his grandfather.
"Oh wonderful! I can't wait to see them,"
"I will make some of my banana bread and we can have tea while we look over them, there are some lovely ones of us," Harry promised.
"Now that really is something to look forward to," Marcus nodded.
"We are stopping at Myrtos beach tomorrow, and in a couple of days after that the Delphi theatre and Meteora. Then we are onto Italy," Gregory pulled out his list.
"You have a list," Marcus said fondly.
"We are very organised! And we are coming back with about 100 new history books for his library, and that is just from Greece," Harry teased gently.
"And we are coming back with around 1000 knick knacks from everywhere we have been visiting," Gregory teased back.
"I will let you two get going, do take care Harry dear," Marcus said concerned.
"I will, honestly don't worry, it was just a little dizzy spell," Harry assured him.
"If you are sure," Marcus hummed.
"We will speak to you in another couple of days," Harry promised blowing the older man a kiss.
"I love you both, enjoy yourselves!" Marcus waved.
"Love you too," Harry waved.
"Love you Grandfather, speak to you soon," Gregory said before finishing the call and then making the second.
"Harry! Gregory!" Ron, Hermione, Remus, Tonks and Andromeda called as soon as the connection went through.
"Hey everyone," Harry waved settling against Gregory's side as he took in his family. They had obviously been eagerly awaiting their call.
"You both look like you have been having a wonderful time!" Andromeda sighed happily.
"We are, it is so relaxing. Between spending time on the boat, and getting to explore its perfect," Harry sighed happily.
"Oh Merlin, you two are even more loved up!" Ron teased.
"Yes we are," Gregory pressed a kiss to Harry's forehead causing groans from their audience.
"You have been busy then?" Remus asked.
"Yes and no, we have been just taking our time and enjoying it. A day or so on the boat, and then coming in land to explore, and then back to sailing on the boat," Harry explained.
"It does sound wonderful your letters have been lovely! So many places to get to visit," Hermione said excitedly.
"Its been wonderful! And we still have so much to see," Harry said before telling them in a little more detail what they had been doing, and the places that they had seen.
"We will speak to you soon then?" Andromeda asked when they had finished.
"Yes, we will call again," Harry nodded.
"We're missing you," Ron smiled softly.
"I'm missing you too, I will see you soon though,"
"You carry on enjoying yourself! The sun and adventure is obviously doing you well, you're glowing," Tonks complimented him.
"You're the second one to say that!" Harry shook his head.
"Its probably all the sex," George said as he and Fred popped into view of the call.
"Oh Merlin!" Harry groaned covering his burning face before glaring at the snickering Gregory was letting out.
"Oh come on guys!" Ron grimaced.
"What! They are on their honeymoon, did you think they were spending it playing checkers?" Fred snickered.
"I wanted to pretend they were," Remus grumbled mulishly.
"We have been very busy playing checkers then," Gregory nodded seriously.
"Gregory!" Harry groaned half tackling him to try and cover his mouth.
"We will let you get going before this gets even more frisky," Hermione smirked.
"Hermione!" Harry whined.
"Sorry sorry, carry on having fun and keeping us up to date," She waved.
"See you soon, love you all," Harry waved back at them.
Harry sighed and flopped back onto the floor as the call ended and reached his hand up for Gregory. Tugging his husband down he sealed their lips together in a sweet, drugging kiss that made their blood sing and their hearts beat a little faster.
"Mmm, you are far too tempting, I want nothing more than to take you take you back to the boat and make love to you," Gregory sighed against his lips.
"How about, we go and see the market and then make our way back to the boat, go down to our bedroom, and I ride you on our bed?"
"Harry," Gregory groaned as Harry chortled evilly.
"Shall we get going then, sooner we do, the sooner we are back on the boat," Harry suggested.
"Are you sure you are feeling ok?" Gregory asked worriedly.
"Yes I'm sure, honestly I just felt a little dizzy that's all! I have drunk plenty of water and cooled down enough in the last two hours. Now come on," Harry wiggled from under him, before tugging him to his feet.
They quickly settled up at the bar, and Gregory bought them two large bottles of water making Harry roll his eyes fondly, before they stepped out and made their way to the wizarding market. It was hidden in one of the ruined buildings, so very good charms layered over the whole place to protect it from muggle eyes.
Stepping inside the market was eye opening. He thought that Diagon had been impressive, and it was, but this, this was something else. It was an explosion of colour and noise, stalls were everywhere in wonky lines as their owners called and touted their wares, different animals and beasts cried out into the noise, and colourful fabrics and items were everywhere.
Harry loved it. They were walking along hand in hand, squeezing into through the crowd to look at stalls that caught their eyes. They stopped at one of the jewelry stalls where Harry spotted a beautiful silver bracelet with black stones, it reminded him strongly of his necklace, the first gift Gregory had ever bought him, the piece that he had not once taken off since he had been sent it. Just as he was reaching for it, Gregory's hand plucked it away and handed it over to the store owners along with the money for it.
Harry looked over his shoulder to glare at his husband playfully, only to be me with an unrepentant look. Shaking his head he stepped out of the way with Gregory and allowed his husband to slip the bracelet onto his wrist and slid the clasp into place.
"Thank you," Harry admired the bracelet on his wrist before wrapping his arms around Gregory's neck and kissing him sweetly.
"It suits you," Gregory said but his fingers went to the necklace around Harry's throat instead.
"I was so nervous when I got the bouquet, letter and necklace," Harry admitted.
"Why?"
"Hermione told me what it all was, what it meant. I was scared to look at the letter, because I wanted it to be from a certain someone, and I wasn't sure how hurt I would be if I didn't see your name on the bottom of the letter,"
"How glad were you that it was my name?"
"Exceedingly. Though I could not have imagined that we would be standing here,"
"Me either, when I sent that I hoped that you would give me a chance, that I would be given the time to woo you. Not in my wildest dreams did I imagine this," Gregory said pulling Harry closer and feathering kisses over his face. Harry closed his eyes and sank into the kisses contently.
"I have been thinking," Harry hummed.
"Mm hm?"
"You know we said about a second home, away from Malfoy manor?"
"Yes?" Gregory was looking at him curiously now.
"What do you think to buying a little villa here in Greece as a little holiday home?"
"And when we are in Britain," Gregory asked.
"The manor has become my home, the home I have been longing for, I don't really want anywhere else," Harry said.
"You mean that?" Gregory asked happily.
"I love it there, I love having the family around us, popping in, mine and Marcus' evening cups of tea and chats, everyone coming to us if they want to have a chat,"
"You have managed to become the heart of that old place and give it life again," Gregory kissed his temple.
"Don't be silly I haven't done anything," Harry protested.
"When I lived there before, and when I returned there was always something, a heaviness, you have breathed fresh air into the place, you have given it new life. Are you sure you will be happy though?"
"I don't want to be anywhere but home. And if we have somewhere here, and the boat to get away every now and then, it will be perfect," Harry assured hm.
"Grandfather and mother will be delighted," Gregory smirked.
"Lets wait till we get back to tell them?" Harry suggested.
"Or we could save our ears and write to them,"
"Coward,"
"Is that anyway to speak to your husband! I should take you over my knee," Gregory growled into his ear.
"Promises promises," Harry breathed out looking at Gregory with burning eyes.
"You know they have a market like this very close to Delphi," Gregory's voice was husky as he made the suggestion.
"Really, you know now you mention it, I probably could do with going back to the boat and having a nice...long...relaxing lie down," Harry licked his lips stepping closer.
"You need to stop looking at me like that for a moment, or I am going to overshoot the boat, or splinch us," he groaned before he apparated them away and back to their boat.