Harry stood at the prow of the boat watching with excitement as Italy came into view. Gregory was busy steering their boat through the last little stretch, but Harry was excited to see another country. He still couldn't believe that this was their honeymoon, that this was what they were getting to do. He hummed happily to the music playing behind him, some Greek style gentle music he had taken a liking to while they had been there.

His skin was nice and tanned now, he was feeling 100 times more relaxed than he had when they had left. He loved getting time for just the two of them as well. They were already planning other holidays that they could take doing something like this. Harry was sure he had convinced Gregory that their next holiday would be along the Nile so that he could see Egypt. They also hoped that they could convince Ron and Hermione to come on a little holiday with them as well.

He turned around and hurried through the boat and up to where Gregory was standing steering the boat.

"You know you look incredibly sexy like that," Harry said walking up to his husband. He really did. Wearing only shorts and a loose white linen shirt that showed off his golden skin and muscled chest, His golden hair was braided today, and the wind was capturing it and the loose strands and blowing it around his face. He looked up at Harry's words and smirked at him, but his eyes were playful, and he motioned the younger man over to him.

"I could say the same, I think I won't take you back home, we will just tour around in this boat, see the world,"

"You will have no argument from me. I do however fear what your grandfather would do to us,"

"You have a good point, I will just have to chain you up in our bedroom," Gregory nodded seriously.

"You wouldn't dare. You however would look incredible chained to our bed," Harry smirked.

"Ugh, you are going to kill me one of these days," Gregory huffed.

"You started it!"

"I know," Gregory kissed him, and then turned to look back to the water as the land became clearer and clearer.

"It's weird, I'm excited to get here, and at the same time it feels like we are a step closer to having to go home," Harry sighed pressing against his side.

"Well then, we go home, and properly start our married life. Planning what we want to do with our future, maybe extending the rooms a little now that we are staying there full time. Look at adding a nursery or two maybe,"

Harry grinned at his completely unsubtle attempt at being subtle. "Or two?"

"Just a thought," Gregory shrugged nonchalantly.

"Are you broody dear?"

"No! Well, maybe a little, just slightly. Come on seeing you with Teddy, and now Selena you can't blame me for thinking what you would look like holding our babies," Gregory grumbled.

"I'm just teasing you," Harry kissed his cheek. "I would love to start thinking about a family to be honest,"

"Really?"

"Yes, once we are settled, I thought maybe we could start trying. I want a few kids,"

"You have mentioned that a few times, do you have a number in mind?" Gregory asked interested.

"Well, not as much as the Weasleys, but I was thinking maybe 5 or 6," Harry shrugged. He looked concerned when Gregory choked and spluttered.

"6! I was thinking you were about to say 3 or 4!"

"I told you I wanted a big family, would you not want that many?" Harry asked nervously.

"No, no I would, I would love a load of children running around," Gregory assured him quickly.

"But?" Harry frowned hearing the undertone.

"But the Malfoys aren't knowing for being able to have big families, honestly no pureblood family is. Mere and father were classed blessed to have 3 of us," Gregory explained gently. "The likelihood of us having more than 3 isn't very likely,"

"Oh darling," Harry smiled brightly cupping Gregory's face and pressing a sweet kiss to his mouth. "Haven't you heard? I'm very good at beating all the odds. So, 5 to 6 it is, we will have to plan on where we are going to add their rooms to ours," Harry hummed.

Gregory blinked down at him before grinning happily.

Sassi Di Matera, was beautiful and eerie at the same time. The two of them walked around the abandoned city taking in everything, and popping in and out of the houses that had been made from caves. They were lovely and cool, and it was very interesting to see the different additions of history to the place.

"...one of the first human dwellings in Italy...what?" Gregory asked pausing in his explanation of the history of the city from memory.

"Nothing, I just enjoying seeing you like this," Harry shook his head.

"Sorry I get carried away," Gregory flushed.

"No, no I love it," Harry shook his head.

"If you're sure,"

"Your intelligence is incredibly sexy Gregory," Harry assured him, walking a little ahead of him. Gregory smirked to himself before hurrying to catch up, already picking up from where he left off.

They had gotten comfy on a hill top and pulled out the packed lunch Harry had put together for them. Resting with his head in Gregory's lap where they were sitting under an olive tree Harry breathed in the drier, sweeter air surrounding them. Gregory's long fingers were combing through his hair, tugging lightly every now and then.

He felt boneless under the attention, and he was fairly sure he didn't want to move for a good while. He reckoned he may have eaten a little too much of the good food that they had stocked up on as he was feeling a little queasy. He couldn't help it though, he loved the foods they were trying. He had amused Gregory by collecting recipes from different restaurants that they had visited, he had a little stockpile of recipes now to try when they returned home. He couldn't wait to cook a big meal for the family when they got back, he was planning on doing something for them all, getting the whole family round the day after they got back, and cooking a selection of meals from all the places that they had been to.

"What are you plotting?" Gregory asked making him crack an eye open to see that he had been watching him.

"Just a family meal when we get back," Harry shrugged. "Plus, I am going to have to catch up with Tiberius on his lessons that he has missed over this month while we have been away. He's come on in leaps and bounds, but he has his exams coming up, so I want to make sure he is feeling confident before he goes into them,"

"I'm sure he will understand, you didn't miss one even the week leading up to the wedding," Gregory said amused.

"He's a good student," Harry shrugged.

"And he has a very good teacher,"

"I don't know about that,

"I do," Gregory smiled starting to run his fingers through Harry's hair again. Happily, Harry's green eyes fluttered shut again as he soaked up the feeling.

"Everything ok?" Harry asked as he walked into their bedroom to see Gregory laid out on the bed with tarot cards laid around him.

"There is something that is niggling at me, but I don't know what it is," Gregory huffed frustrated.

"You are seeing something?" Harry asked curiously. Gregory had had a few visions in their time together, that he had told him about. But he had not seen him like this.

"Yes, but it's not very clear, just something is coming, something big,"

"Good or bad?" Harry asked nervously.

"It's definitely not bad, I just can't see what it is," Gregory assured him quickly, reaching his hand out for Harry. He slipped onto the bed next to Gregory, a small concerned crease on his forehead as he looked down at the new deck Gregory lay out. "It's just annoying me with how vague it is, I hate getting visions like this,"

"They aren't always clear?" Harry asked. Gregory was so distracted that he didn't have his normal defence up that he still had not managed to let down when it came to his gift, despite meeting Luna a good few times.

"No, sometimes they come through crystal clear, and then the next time it's very foggy, sometimes it will be a few visions, each one getting a little clearer. It's frustrating,"

"Why don't you take a break? It may come through clearer after you have...distracted yourself," Harry suggested coyly. Gregory frowned and opened his mouth clearly to protest, but then Harry's nimble hand slipped inside of his trousers, and when he turned his lover was wearing a smirk with a look of promise on his face. Waving his wand Gregory quickly moved the cards out the way as he turned around in Harry's grip to kiss him, his hips rolling into the grip that Harry had around him even as they sank down onto the mattress.

On the small table in their bedroom four of the cards rearranged themselves with a soft glow, laying themselves out in a line, and unseen by the two men the Lovers, Queen of cups, Ace of Cups and Empress cards slipped back into their normal places.

"You have never done it?!" Gregory asked shocked.

"No! You know Hogwarts only has brooms," Harry laughed as he was pulled through the market, aiming at one particular stall. He rolled his eyes fondly when Gregory picked out the fanciest rug that he could find, and then led Harry to the small take off area that stall had next to it. Getting settled onto the carpet Harry looked a little dubiously at Gregory making him laugh and lean over to press a kiss to his lips.

"Don't worry I know how to fly one perfectly," He promised before they were in the air and flying over the coastal city of Tropea.

"If you start singing about a Whole New World I'm jumping," Harry snorted.

"Sing what?" Gregory asked confused.

"Nothing, I will tell you later," Harry laughed. "So, tell me about this place?"

"Well it was supposed to be founded by Hercules..." Gregory started explaining. For Harry, this had to be the best trip that they had taken except for their Hippocampus ride, pressed up against Gregory's side letting the warm, husky rumble of his husband's voice wash over him as he told him about the city, and pointed out various things about it, including the two cathedrals, one with an unexploded muggle bomb from world war 2 sitting outside its doors.

The city was beautiful and looked as though it had been built out of the cliff that it sat on overlooking the sea, the colour of the stone of the buildings matching in perfectly. The buildings seemed to twine around the cliff face down onto the beach. It was truly lovely.

Gregory took them on a couple of loops around, and then out to sea for a little bit, Harry had to laugh again when his husband dipped them slightly to the sea so Harry could run his fingers through the beautiful turquoise water, he really was going to have to find a way to show him Aladdin.

They finally landed on the beach, and while Gregory rolled up their carpet, Harry wandered off to get them some sun loungers on the busy beach. He was feeling a lot more confident wandering around in a different country, the first week he had stuck to Gregory's side every time they went inland, culture shock was quite a thing for him, but as the time had gone on he had found that everyone was welcoming, and there was always someone to help if he got a little turned around.

As he settled on the sun lounger and waited for Gregory he closed his eyes and breathed in the air, ready to enjoy another day in paradise.

Harry giggled and tucked his head to his shoulder as Gregory brushed tickly kisses to his neck and ear, distracting him a little from his cooking. They were squeezed into the little kitchen on the boat, with Gregory 'helping' him cook. It was just something simple, they had had a full day out, and had treated themselves to a big lunch so that Harry wouldn't have to cook much for them.

They had spent the day at Paestum, viewing its three large temples. Gregory had blushed when he had admitted that he really wanted to visit this site because it had two temples to Hera, the Goddess of Marriage, as well as a temple for Athena, they had also gone to a small temple for the Capitoline Triad Minerva, Jupiter and Juno. They had toured the temples and the ruined city, they had drifted around the museum which while Harry had enjoyed, he had enjoyed watching Gregory's reaction more, their last visit after lunch had been to the painted tombs the site held, Harry had been in awe of the beautiful colours and scenes of everyday life and heroic quests that the walls held.

They had had a really good day, and now they were just enjoying their evening on the boat. Gregory had decked out the top deck of the boat again, minus the bed this time, and they were now cooking. Well Harry was and Gregory was trying his best to distract him. And it was working. He turned and pressed his lips to Gregory's absently waving his wand to carry on with their meal. Wrapping his arms around Gregory's neck he hopped up onto the counter and tugged his husband between his legs, his hands already roaming hungrily over his body, his lips hungry as he tasted him.

Cooking could wait.

Gregory paused where he was, holding their ice creams as he drunk in the sight of his husband lying on a blanket on the sand reading. His skin hand tanned a beautiful brown shade that made his green eyes seem even brighter. It sounded egotistical, but he liked to think those eyes were shining even brighter again since their wedding day, they seemed to be brimming with happiness, love and life. Something had released in Harry the moment they said their vows, like some small sadness he had been holding onto had finally been let go, and he could just live his life, and look forward to their future now.

Watching Harry and his family joke around together, laughing and teasing him had filled him with a joy he couldn't express. Harry filled his life and completed it in a way he had not really realised he was missing until those green eyes had met his, and that beautiful blush had crossed his cheeks. He was so lucky, he knew that, to be the person that Harry fell in love with and chose to give his heart to, he was more blessed than he could have ever have hoped to be.

Harry seemed to feel his eyes on him, and he turned with a bright smile when he saw Gregory standing there, his smile and his eyes beckoning him forwards. He would never have enough of this man. Striding over to Harry he knelt next to him, and before the younger man could say anything swooped down to press a kiss to his lips.

"What was that for?" Harry laughed when they parted, by no means complaining. He accepted his ice cream as he put his book to the side and sat up.

"Nothing, just because I adore the ground you walk on," Gregory so loud enough that the two women on the blanket next to them giggled.

"Gregory," Harry groaned, his cheeks lighting up that beautiful shade again.

"I'm not sorry for telling you the truth," Gregory shrugged. "I have a surprise for you after lunch,"

"What is it?" Harry asked eagerly.

"A surprise," Gregory shook his head before snorting when Harry pouted. "If that doesn't work with Phoenix do you think it will work with you?"

"I would watch how you phrase that, are you saying I'm not cute?" Harry raised his eyebrow looking at Gregory seriously.

"Well, no, not cute, not like Phoenix because that would just be weird, but handsome, and gorgeous, and beautiful and wonderful, and I am of course susceptible to your charms, I just really don't want to ruin this surprise!" Gregory tumbled out worried.

Harry raised his eyebrow again and blinked twice before smirking making Gregory sink forwards slightly.

"You're cruel," He sighed.

"I know," Harry said cheerfully before taking another lick of his ice cream.

"This is what we are doing?" Harry asked excited as they walked down the little jetty. Towards a little red and gold rowing boat.

"Yes, I thought the best way to see the Amalfi Coast would be to row around it. I know we are spending a lot of time on a boat already, but this is..."

Harry leant up and pressed a quick, but heated kiss to Gregory's lips. "Getting to see you rowing, muscles straining in the Italian sun, sweaty, I am in that boat,"

"Come on then," Gregory shook his head at his husband's impish look.

They got settled into the boat and then Gregory started rowing them around the coast. They went around the coast, taking in the beach, the sea, the wildlife, the city which was interesting to see from different angles. It was such a beautiful town, and the coast was simply breath taking, even better than the books had described. He closed his eyes as breathed in the scent of the sea.

They moved around the coast, and Gregory then rowed them into a little cove, it was simply breath taking, the sunlight coming through the entrance lit the cove up in an entrancing glittering blue shade.

"Hey, hang on," Harry said reaching out to touch the other man's hand to stop him rowing them back out of the cove. Turning back to look at him, Gregory looked at him questioningly. "I wanted to find the right moment to give you this, now seems pretty perfect,"

"Give me what?" Gregory asked curiously.

"I spotted this a couple of days ago, and it was pretty perfect for you, I thought, so, here," Harry held out the wrapped box to Gregory, making him very curious when he spotted the blush on Harry cheeks.

Taking the box, he carefully undid the wrappings and took the lid off. What was inside took his breath away, the simple silver heart had four emeralds down one side and an engraving down the other saying 'You Will Always Have My Heart', it was resting on a leather chain. He bit his lip and looked up to where Harry was sitting nervously watching him.

"I love it, I really love, thank you so much," Gregory quickly took the necklace out and put it on, running his fingers over the heart. "I love it,"

"I'm glad," Harry sighed.

"Were you nervous?" Gregory asked.

"A little, you never really wear jewellery and well, I wasn't sure, but I thought that you might like it,"

"I love it," Gregory assured him. He moved carefully forwards and pressed a kiss to Harry's lips.

"I have loved this, I know I have said it before, but thank you," Harry hummed settling back into the boat.

"Me too. I can't believe that we only have four days left, it's flown by," Gregory sighed, his fingers still playing with the locket.

"I was worried you know," Harry laughed tangling their fingers together.

"About what?" Gregory asked curiously.

"I don't know, I just had this insane thought that we might spend a month together and... I don't know, that you would get bored of spending time with just me," Harry laughed nervously.

"Harry, I will never, ever get bored of spending time with you, ever. I vowed my whole life to you,"

"Thank you, I told you it was silly," Harry smiled. He carefully knelt up in the boat, slightly worried about tipping them, and wrapped his arms around Gregory's neck. "It's just, this is all so new,"

"For me as well," Gregory chuckled wrapping his own arms around Harry's waist.

"I think we are doing pretty well so far,"

"I think we are doing excellent," Gregory nodded leaning in for another lingering kiss. "Lucius and Narcissa didn't speak for two days on their honeymoon when she laughed at how long he spends in the bathroom,"

"He sulked for 2 days?" Harry snorted.

"2 whole days...and slept in the bathroom, grandfather was worried they were going to end up separated before the ink was dry,"

"That is brilliant," Harry smothered his laughter into Gregory's shoulder. He groaned a little when Gregory pressed a kiss to his neck, and then another, finally Harry was shivering a little in his arms, and clinging onto his shoulders, taking a deep breath to try and get his brain working again he case a privacy spell on the entrance of the cove, and tapped the oars to row them across the little beach at the end.

"Harry what..." Gregory blinked when Harry stood and stripped off all his clothes, before stepping over the side and into the crystal cool water. Gregory stared at him stunned as he watched Harry swim through the crystal water, able to see every single part of his gorgeous husband. Green eyes glowed when Harry rolled onto his back, beckoning Gregory.

He was standing on the boat, watching hungrily as his husband swam gracefully around in the water looking like a nymph from the legends he had been reading recently. He was glittering and glowing in the light coming into the cove. Slowly he pulled off his own clothes, not taking his eyes from Harry the whole time, not wanting to miss a moment of this. He was fairly sure that this was going to become one of many favourite memories of Harry.

Slipping into the water as well he swam slowly towards Harry, his eyes hungrily watching him, he felt slightly predatory as he stalked after the now laughing younger man in the water, the sound of his laughter bouncing off the walls of the cove, beckoning and calling Gregory to him.

Several times he swam quickly out of reach when Gregory caught up to him, darting away before he could get his arms around him, wet skin brushing tantalisingly over his hands before he set chase again. Finally, though the burning desire in his stomach was too strong, and he decided it was time to finish their game now. With a burst of energy he used his muscles to speed through the water between them. He had time to see Harry's wide, lustful green eyes before he pounced on him, drawing him close to himself as he fastened their lips together and fed the flames of their desire as he tasted Harry.

His hands roamed under the water, feeling Harry's slick skin, moving his hands down to cup his bum and stroke teasingly light between his cheeks making Harry shiver lustfully in arms. Lifting him easily in the water, Harry twined his legs immediately around his waist and held onto his shoulders, his own hands wandering caressingly over Gregory's shoulders and arms, down his chest and through his hair, his lips burning a pathway behind his hands, his tongue and teeth coming out occasionally to taste the wet, tanned skin underneath his lips.

Gregory was hard and burning for Harry, desperate to be joined with him again. moving quickly to the small section of beach he lay Harry down, their hips and legs were still being lapped at by the waves, but Gregory could kneel over Harry and start worshipping his body, trying to show with his touches how he saw Harry, brushing and massaging his tanned skin, soothing and flaming the passion in that smaller body until Harry was writhing underneath him, mewls and pleas falling from his lips, and yet still Gregory slowly made his way down his body, worshipping every inch that he could, fighting back his own desires as much as he could.

Finally, though he slipped back up Harry's body to share a kiss with his love, while lining himself up with Harry's body. One firm thrust had them joining together for the second time that day, Harry's body a hot and welcoming grip around him, his walls fluttering and caressing him, more than ready for him after their time together this morning.

Looking down on his beautiful husband, spread out on the white sand, green eyes burning like fire, his cheeks flushed with pleasure, the crystal water lapping around him, Gregory had never felt luckier in his life. This, this was for his eyes only, Harry's cries of pleasure for his ears only. This was his life, his love. And it would never get more perfect.