Here is the final chapter. Be warned... This is so sweet that you'll get a toothache. Possibly diabetes. Also, there's smut. Not too graphic, but a little more so than I originally intended. Naughty boys.
Harry sighed happily when Draco pinned him against the door. Draco lowered his head to brush his lips lightly over Harry's before trailing sensual kisses down Harry's neck. He grinned against the warm skin when he heard Harry's breath catch.
Draco stepped back and moved toward Harry's bed. He sat down and looked at Harry expectantly. Harry smiled and sauntered toward the bed, pulling his shirt off over his head as he went. He stopped just in front of his fiance and watched as Draco lifted his hands to unfasten Harry's trousers.
"I can't believe you proposed in the middle of the common room," Harry laughed softly.
"It was worth the embarrassment to see that look on your face," Draco responded, sitting back and allowing Harry to finish undressing. He began shedding his own clothes, trying not to get distracted by Harry's naked body.
Harry sprawled across the bed, his fingers reaching out to caress the skin of Draco's back. He stretched languidly, smirking when Draco turned to stare at him hungrily. "Come down here before I get cold," Harry urged, pulling Draco to rest against his body.
"Are you really sure?" Draco asked, his eyes searching Harry's face uncertainly. "Engagement is... It's big. And I want you to be happy with your choice."
Harry smiled, pressing a sweet kiss to Draco's lips. "You need a lot of reassurance for a bloke that bought matching rings," he remarked.
"I just-"
"I know," Harry assured him. "And I'm thrilled to be marrying you. Never doubt that. I love you," he added quietly, tugging his fiance close for a deeper kiss.
"Are you distracting me?" Draco murmured.
"I'm reassuring you," Harry corrected with a cheeky grin, pulling Draco to rest on top of him. "I'm very sure, and very happy. Now are you going to make love to me?" he asked playfully.
Draco stilled, lifting his head to look at Harry's face. Harry's pupils were dilated and his face was flushed with arousal as he bit down on his lower lip. His hands were roaming Draco's back restlessly. "Is that what you want?" Draco asked nervously. "You- You want to-"
"Bottom?" Harry suggested with a naughty grin. "I think I do. The thought of topping is rather exciting but... Could I try that another time?"
Draco swallowed hard. "Whatever you want," he agreed breathlessly.
"Good," Harry nodded. He waved one hand toward the side table closest to his bed. "I've got some lube in there."
Draco retrieved the bottle dutifully, suddenly looking strangly timid. He'd honestly been thinking about shagging Harry for quite a while. But he was feeling rather intimidated by the reality of it. This was his fiance. The man he loved more than anything. Draco was going to lose his virginity to Harry Potter.
Harry watched Draco with growing concern. "Are you feeling up to this?" Harry asked uncertainly. He smiled gently when Draco fumbled with the bottle of lubricant.
"I'm fine," Draco said hastily, swearing when he dropped the bottle a second time.
Harry shook his head finally. "Do you remember that day in Hogsmead?" he asked softly, his fingertips stroking Draco's stomach lightly. "When Ginny was laughing like a nutter and rolling around on the ground?"
Draco frowned slightly in remembrance. "You never did tell me what that was about."
"We'd been talking about you," Harry explained. "You were driving me mad with all the snogging and touching. Ginny basically suggested that you were supplying me with wank material. So I blurted out that my cock was going to catch fire from friction," he said, color flooding his cheeks.
Draco burst into a fit of laughter. For a moment, he couldn't speak as mirth wracked his frame. "No wonder," he chortled breathlessly. "I can't believe you said that."
Harry cleared his throat ignoring his own embarrassment. "My point is that I've wanted you so badly for quite a while now. I'm not expecting perfection. I know that this will be uncomfortable for me, maybe even a bit painful. I don't expect for you to last long since it's our first time. I know that it's bound to be messy and awkward." He offered Draco a loving smile. "But I'm so happy to share this with you. I know that you'll do whatever you need to to make me feel good. We're in this together, just like with everything else. We'll take our time," he concluded.
"I don't want your first time to be a disappointment," Draco explained.
"Were you listening to me?" Harry snapped. "I want you. Desperately. It'll be fine. I'll be disappointed if you don't get on with it."
Draco huffed out a laugh and then quickly slicked up his fingers. He settled himself to rest against Harry while his hand drifted down between Harry's parted thighs. He kissed Harry slowly and deeply, eager to keep Harry relaxed and aroused.
He prepared Harry slowly, refusing to speed up the process even when Harry begged. Draco wanted to avoid causing Harry discomfort as much as he could.
Suddenly, Harry arched his back and let out a gutteral moan. Draco gave a self satisfied smirk. "Found your prostate," he announced smugly.
"Congratulations," Harry panted. "Please do that again." He gasped when Draco complied. "Oh Merlin... I had no idea. More Draco," Harry groaned, pulling Draco into a downright filthy kiss. When he pulled away to gasp for air, he spread his legs further.
Draco carefully pulled his fingers from the warmth of Harry's body, biting his lip at the sight of a thoroughly wrecked Harry Potter. Draco applied the lubricant to his cock and then closed the curtains around the bed. He cast a quick charm and then tossed his wand carelessly to the foot of the bed.
Draco pressed into Harry slowly, astounded by the tight heat. The pleasure was breathtaking. He paused periodically, allowing Harry to catch his breath and adjust to the stretch. Once he'd bottomed out, Draco held himself as still as possible. He lowered his head to catch Harry's mouth in a slow, deep kiss.
After a few minutes, Harry sighed softly. "You can move now," he said.
Draco complied, pulling out half way and then pushing back in with a shuddering moan. He shook his head. "I won't last Harry," he gasped. "It's too-"
"It's fine," Harry assured him breathlessly. "I want to watch your face."
Draco managed to hold out for a few more slow careful thrusts before his orgasm crashed over him like a tidal wave. He pressed his face to Harry's neck as he groaned in pulsing pleasure. Once he'd regained his breath he gave Harry a guilty look. "I didn't think to help you out while I was-"
"You were overwhelmed," Harry said, waving away Draco's concern. "As long as you don't mind taking care of me now," he added pointedly.
"Certainly not," Draco smirked. Then he frowned again. "Did you enjoy it at all?"
"I did," Harry nodded. "It was uncomfortable at first, but I think you prepped me pretty thoroughly. By the end it felt pretty damn brilliant."
Relieved, Draco pressed a loving kiss to Harry's lips as he pulled out. He could feel that Harry was still hard, so he kissed his way down Harry's torso. "I love you Harry Potter," Draco said, looking up to meet Harry's eyes briefly before sliding Harry's cock into his mouth.
Harry whimpered when Draco slipped his fingers back into Harry's body. Draco paused, concerned that Harry was too sore. But then Harry clenched his hands in the sheets and moaned. "Don't stop," Harry begged. "It's so good."
Pleased, Draco continued his sensual assault. Harry was a writhing, sweaty mess. He alternated between clutching at his own hair and grasping desperately at the sheets. Draco used his free hand catch Harry's hand and give it a little guiding tug. Harry nearly sobbed as his fingers settled into soft blond hair. A moment later, Harry was coming into Draco's mouth.
Draco moved back up to gather Harry into his arms. His hands gently stroked Harry's back while they calmed their breathing. They drifted off to sleep fairly quickly.
When Draco woke up, he grimaced when he realized that they hadn't cleaned themselves up. Dried semen didn't look as if it felt pleasant skin Harry's skin. He sat up a bit and pulled the sheet to cover his lower half so he could look through the bed curtains. Beside him, Harry frowned a little but didn't move from his curled up position.
The only other person in the room was Dean. He smiled when he saw Draco looking out of the curtains. "I sent the others on," Dean said lightly. "Seamus can be a bit... crass." He cocked his head and eyed Draco critically. "I've got a cream to help with... Er... I know the first time can be..." Dean trailed off with an apologetic shrug. He tossed a little jar to Draco. "It'll numb things up bit and heal minor damage."
"I'm sure he'll appreciate it," Draco nodded gratefully. He winced. He'd just accidentally admitted that Harry had bottomed. "I mean-"
"No worries," Dean interrupted, shaking his head. "That's between you and Harry. I have no intention of sharing details about your sex life. Not even with Seamus." He smiled at Draco's grateful expression. "Get a flannel and clean him up. Gently," he added. "Then apply the cream. He'll feel perfectly fine within half an hour."
"Thanks Dean," Draco said softly.
"Any time," Dean replied. "I'll grab some toast for you since you'll probably miss breakfast."
Draco smiled to himself as Dean left the room. He went into the bathroom for a quick shower before returning to the bed with a bowel of warm water and a flannel.
Harry groaned a little and stretched. He shifted to nuzzle against Draco's side like a sleepy kitten. "Good morning," Harry murmured.
"Morning," Draco replied, running his fingers through Harry's hair. "Are you in pain?"
"Just a little sore," Harry admitted. "Completely worth it though."
Draco huffed a laugh. "Idiot," he muttered fondly. He nudged at Harry's side. "On your side, facing away from me."
Harry did as commanded, not bothering to suppress a yawn. He relaxed as Draco used the damp flannel to carefully wash away sticky residue. At Draco's urging, he parted his thighs to give Draco better access to his privates. It was a bit embarrassing, but Harry was enjoying being so intimately cared for. He sighed in pleasure when Draco started applying cream to Harry's sore arse.
"Better?" Draco asked, closing the jar and setting it aside.
Harry nodded, sitting up and pulling Draco into a hug. "We're going to spend the rest of our lives taking care of was each other," Harry said softly.
"I can't wait," Draco responded, nuzzling against Harry's neck.
Exams were taken and the seventh years swiftly found themselves leaving their time as Hogwarts students behind. Those final weeks at school had been wonderful despite the stress that accompanied exams.
Slytherin was once again a safe place for Draco. He didn't have a large number of friends, but he was experiencing much more acceptance. The friends he did have were all that he needed.
And then there was Harry. Harry lit up Draco's life and chased away the shadows. Draco loved him fiercely.
The final train ride was bittersweet. They were leaving school behind to start their lives as adults. The idea was exciting and daunting at the same time.
Harry stepped off the train, his hand curled around Draco's. Their friends were close behind them chattering excitedly.
"Dinner next week?" Blaise suggested before anyone moved too far. "There's a new place in Diagon Alley."
"Brilliant!" Ron enthused. A date and time was settled on and Blaise promised to stay in touch before moving away.
"I'll floo call later," Neville said, kissing Ginny sweetly before meeting up with his grandmother.
"Draco Lucius Malfoy."
Harry and Draco looked up to see Narcissa Malfoy standing next to Molly and Arthur. Narcissa had her arms folded over her chest with an exasperated expression. "I was under the impression that you were going to wait," she said.
Draco laughed nervously. "I was going to," he replied. "But these girls were shrieking like lunatics and Harry looked so happy and excited... I couldn't help myself."
"What?" Arthur asked uncertainly.
Harry and Draco grinned and lifted their left hands, putting their rings on display. "I hope you're not upset with us," Harry said, his smile fading a bit.
Molly stared at them with a gobsmacked expression. She glanced at Arthur, and then back at Harry with a concerned frown. "But you're so-"
"Happy!" Harry blurted out, cutting her off. "I'm so ridiculously happy." He bit his lip, desperate for the approval of the Weasley parents.
"I thought we had more time before an engagement," Arthur sighed quietly. He turned to Draco. "We gave you our blessing when you asked for it, and we won't take it back now as long as you continue to take care of our son." Molly nodded along tearfully.
"Always," Draco agreed in choked voice.
Harry launched himself at Molly and Arthur, his joy overflowing. Molly murmured loving endearments to him while Arthur ran a soothing hand over Harry's hair.
Narcissa smiled at the touching scene and then moved to embrace her son. "I'm so proud," she said softly. "But if you elope, I'll never forgive you."
Draco didn't believe her statement, but he gladly reassured her anyway. "This was a bit faster than I planned, but we'll do this properly," he told his mother, aware that Harry had turned in Molly's arms to look at him. "We'll set a date and begin planning a wedding."
"Next Spring?" Harry asked hopefully.
"Of course," Draco agreed. Harry's delighted smile made Draco want to snog his fiance senseless.
The group soon left the station together using a portkey that Arthur pulled out of his pocket. Harry suddenly found himself standing in the sitting room of Number Twelve Grimmauld Place. It looked quite different from the last time he'd seen it. It was perfectly clean and carefully redecorated.
"Kingsley and I brought over a team from the Order and got the house all fixed up for you," Arthur explained, patting Harry on the back. "We all wanted you to feel comfortable coming back here."
Harry swallowed around a lump in his throat. There were framed pictures on the wall of the order, the Weasleys, Harry with his friends, and even a lovely photo of his parents' wedding. The furniture was clean and adorned with throw pillows.
Harry explored the house in awe, his fingers laced with Draco's. Hermione, Ron and Ginny followed the couple, shocked by how cozy and welcoming the place felt.
"I love it," Harry said softly. He glanced at Draco uncertainly. "I know it's not as posh as-"
"It's not bad," Draco interrupted him smoothly. "I think we should update some of the furniture, maybe add some art... There's a lot of potential here," he added, eyeing the elegant scrolling of ivy on the crown molding.
"You'd stay here with me?" Harry asked, surprised but hopeful.
Draco smiled, turning to face Harry. "My home is where you are," he answered. "If that is here..." He shrugged, a little smirk playing on his face. "You can't blame me for wanting to make this place more elegant and beautiful."
"Posh bastard," Harry muttered, though his expression was loving. He rolled his eyes when Ron made a gagging sound.
When Harry led the group of recent graduates back to the living room, he was happy to see Andromeda holding Teddy, Harry's godson. Teddy was a little over a year old, his cheeks round and dimpled. Harry had been able to see him a bit over the winter holiday. He was a sweet-tempered baby and Harry adored him despite the fact that it made Harry miss Remus terribly.
"Harry dear," Andromeda greeted. "Come cuddle your godson while I catch up with Narcissa." Narcissa looked tense but eager to speak.
Harry swooped in and enveloped Teddy in his arms, pressing noisy kisses to the baby's face. Teddy squealed and flailed in Harry's arms, laughing in unrestrained delight.
Draco was immediately taken with the sight. He followed Harry back upstairs, smiling at the sound of Harry's laugh and giggling shrieks.
"He's gotten so big," Ginny noted as she entered Harry's room and watched Harry place Teddy on the bed. Draco sat down on the edge of the bed, content to watch Harry's gentile care of the small child.
"He has," Harry agreed, watching as Teddy crawled over to Draco. The little boy pulled himself up to stand on chubby legs, grasping Draco's robes in his fists to keep himself study. "Gentle Teddy," Harry chided mildly as Teddy reached up to pat Draco's cheek with his palm.
"What a good boy," Draco found himself saying, earning a bright, toothy smile from Teddy.
Ron grinned and glanced at Harry. Harry looked ready to melt at the sight of Draco picking Teddy up and talking softly to the little boy. Ron didn't think he could be any happier for Harry. After a difficult and mostly loveless childhood, Harry had a family that loved him dearly and a plan to get married and draw more family in. Despite his earlier reservations, Ron was grateful for the love that Draco had for Harry. The Malfoy heir had become someone that Ron could trust to love his newest brother. After only a few moments, Ron was sure that Draco would be good for Teddy as well.
"Have you two talked about children?" Hermione asked, looking between Harry and Draco.
"Not really," Harry muttered, a blush creeping over his face. "We seem to do everything so quickly. I didn't want to press my luck."
"There's no rush," Draco said, patiently allowing Teddy to slobber on his sleeves. "We've got plenty of time for that. Besides, Teddy is still little. Perhaps Andromeda will let us keep him sometimes. Unless you don't think she'll want him being here with me," he added uncertainly, not quite meeting Harry's gaze.
"Andromeda is here talking to your mother," Harry reminded him, kissing Draco's cheek sweetly. "That's a great start and I think it'll be fine." He paused, his green eyes searching Draco's face. "You'd want Teddy to stay with us?"
Draco smiled, his cheeks slightly pink. "I know you want to be there for him," he said softly. "Of course I'll supoort that. He's family to me as well. I'm willing to give part-time parenting a go if you'd like." Harry had expressed a desire to play an active role in Teddy's life. After just a few minutes, Draco was eager to be involved as well. Teddy's dark hair had been growing lighter with every moment he spent in Draco's embrace.
"You're perfect," Harry breathed, cradling Draco's face in his hands and kissing him sweetly. He broke away with a chuckle when Teddy cheered and pressed a hilariously damp kiss to Draco's chin. Then Teddy reached for Harry and slobbered all over his godfather's chin.
An hour later, Narcissa, Andromeda, Molly and Arthur went upstairs and followed the sounds of chatter to Harry's room. They paused in the doorway, taking in the scene before them.
Ginny was sprawled on her belly at the foot of the bed. Ron and Hermione were holding hands and sitting in chairs near the bed. Draco and Harry were leaning against the headboard with their legs stretched out in front of them. They were pressed close to one another with Draco cradling a sleeping Teddy while Harry was gently stroking the child's hair. Draco was talking quietly, apparently unconcerned about the domesticity of his pose.
Harry glanced up and smiled when he spotted the visitors in the doorway. "Teddy loves Draco," he announced, dropping his gaze to the dozing child.
"I see my nephew is a natural," Andromeda said with a fond smile. "I hope Teddy was no trouble."
"Not at all," Harry assured her. "We'd be happy to keep him for you sometimes. Any time," he added, meeting her gaze hopefully. Draco looked up as well, biting his lip in a for of nerves.
Andromeda chuckled softly. "He can never have too many people to love him," she responded, eyeing her grandson adoringly.
Narcissa smiled gratefully at her sister before turning her gaze back to her the couple on the bed. Teddy's hair has gone from dark brown to a pale blond, making him look a great deal like Draco. Draco was tucked happily against Harry's side and starting down at Teddy with a positively smitten expression.
Narcissa had never been so grateful for the forgiveness of Harry Potter. He'd gone to great lengths to show compassion and love to Draco. And now Draco was showing tender devotion to little Teddy. She hadn't dared to hope for such a beautiful life for her son. And Andromeda and the Weasleys' forgiveness was no less powerful. Narcissa had her sister back, and the Weasley had set aside their past conflicts for the sakes of Harry and Draco. Narcissa and Draco now found themselves tangled up in a new sort of family. And it was worth everything.
The months went by in a flurry of activity. Teddy spent a great deal of time with Harry and Draco. They'd given Teddy his own room in Grimmauld Place and happily filled it with toys and clothes for the little boy. They doted on the child and he was treasured greatly.
Draco had begun replacing the furniture in the house with newer pieces, giving Harry a faintly chiding look whenever Harry questioned whether it was necessary to replace the furniture. Soon, he'd redecorated the house to his liking, making sure that it met Harry's approval. All of the wood floors were polished and looked brand new. The order had done a good job of repairing Grimmauld Place and making it livable. But, Draco turned it into a home that was both elegant and comfortable.
The couple had surrendered most of the wedding planning to Narcissa, Molly, Ginny and Hermione after only a month. The women asked for their input on some things, but mostly they simply wanted Draco and Harry to stay out of their way. It annoyed Draco at times, but Harry seemed so relieved that Draco didn't complain about his aggressive wedding planners.
"Best to save your breath," Andromeda advised the couple one evening about a month before the wedding. "Your wedding will be lovely and, hopefully, stress free."
Draco rolled his eyes but didn't argue, relaxing as Teddy cuddled sleepily against his chest. Harry smiled fondly at the sight. "Gives us more time with our Teddy bear anyway," Harry added, pressing a kiss to the top of the little boy's head.
"Which brings us to the reason I wished to speak to you," Andromeda said somberly. She smiled in reassurance when they looked up anxiously. "I wondered if you wanted to adopt Teddy."
Harry's breath caught in his throat. He and Draco had privately expressed their desire to make Teddy their son legally, but never mentioned it to anyone else. They loved Teddy beyond what words could convey.
"We love him so much," Draco said softly, keeping his eyes on his sweet boy. "But we didn't want to take him from you."
"I'll always be his grandmother," Andromeda said argued with a watery smile. "As long as you don't mind sharing, I'd be delighted for you to be his parents."
Draco sobbed, hugging the little boy closer. Harry instantly broke down at the sight. Andromeda watched as the two young men embraced one other, careful to avoid squishing Teddy. Her own tears spilled over when she heard Harry say "Our son," in a voice full of emotion.
When news was brought before their friends, Hermione, Ron and Blaise expressed concern. They had been out of school for less than a year and were about to become newlyweds. Narcissa was the one to brush aside their arguments, declaring that Teddy would have two grandmothers that loved him dearly. His new fathers would have plenty of time to enjoy time to themselves.
Harry and Draco couldn't contain their joy that day. They smiled so much that their faces ached. After they tucked Teddy into his bed, they decided to retire to their own room early.
"I just can't believe it," Draco murmured, sighing softly as Harry pressed him into the bed. "We'll be a real family."
"We've been a real family," Harry argued, reaching between them to unbutton Draco's trousers. "Teddy is our little boy and we're just getting the paperwork that proves it. Just as the wedding will just be confirmation of what we already know: I am yours and you are mine."
"You're such a Hufflepuff," Draco chuckled, though tears had leaked out and were trailing toward his ears. He brought his hands up to brush the dampness away before kissing Harry tenderly. "You're an amazing father," he whispered against Harry's lips. "And I love you and our son so very much."
They made love twice that night, taking turns topping. By the time they finished their second round, they collapsed in an exhasted heap. Despite their fatigue, they couldn't resist holding one another close and snogging each other even more breathless. Harry cast a few charms, insisting that they could shower in the morning, and then curled into Draco's naked form with a blissful smile.
The wedding was beautiful. It was held in the gardens of Malfoy Manor. Their wedding planners had done an amazing job and everything had gone according to plan. As far as Harry and Draco knew anyway. Molly had burst into joyful tears during the morning, which had prompted Teddy to cry. With his soon-to-be fathers preparing for the wedding and unavailable for soothing cuddles, Teddy had been difficult to console. But, by the time the ceremony started, Teddy was all dimpled smiles.
Draco was stunned to find that a section of the garden had been filled with the flowers that Harry had filled the greenhouse with. He was so overcome that he'd immediately leapt into Harry's arms. Ron had laughingly pried the apart so they could proceed with the ceremony.
As the new Minister of Magic, Kingsley performed the ceremony. He even spared a few moments at the end to have the newly weds officially granted their adoption of Teddy. Harry and Draco's joyful tears even drew an emotional response from Blaise, though he firmly denied anything of the sort.
The reception went on for hours with decadent food, music and dancing. When Teddy finally protested to being passed around and kissed by everyone, Harry picked up the two year old and thanked everyone for celebrating with them. Draco echoed the sentiment before apparating their little family back to their home. Teddy cried piteously, beyond tired. He was hastily prepared for bed and tucked in by both of his new fathers.
"I love you my Teddy bear," Harry murmured, pressing a kiss to Teddy's forehead.
"Goodnight love," Draco whispered, kissing Teddy as well. Teddy didn't make a sound, already slipping into exhausted sleep.
They slipped out of Teddy's room and tiptoed to their own room, eager to get out of their wedding clothes. They spent the night wrapped up in pleasure, rejoicing in their new life together. As many times as they'd made loved before, it suddenly seemed to different. The memory of the vows they'd exchanged curled around them, making every kiss and each moan of delight seem like so much more.
Teddy woke them the next morning, walking into their room and calling out for them. The sweet voice brought sleepy smiles to their faces as Harry leaned over to lift Teddy onto the bed. "Are you hungry?" Harry asked, smoothing down his son's touseled hair.
His son. He'd never tire of that word.
Teddy nodded. "I eat now Daddy?" he asked hopefully.
Daddy... That was a recent development. The new title had delighted Harry to no end. They'd made a few suggestions in regards to Draco and Teddy had excitedly latched onto the title of Papa. Teddy could change his mind later. It didn't matter to either of them, so long as Teddy called for them.
Draco pulled on some clothes while Harry chattered animatedly with their little boy. Then Draco pulled Teddy into a hug while Harry dressed. Then they went down stairs to have breakfast. Narcissa and Andromeda would be joining them shortly.
Draco propped Teddy up on one hip and fed him apple slices while Harry made pancakes. As Harry finished his cooking they heard the floo activate from another room.
"That would be your grandmothers," Draco told Teddy, kissing the boy's forehead. He grinned when Teddy cheered. "Go say hello." He set Teddy down and watched him rush from the room excitedly.
Draco approached Harry and wrapped his arms around Harry's waist from behind, pressing warm, slow kisses to Harry's neck. "I love you," Draco said, his lips still brushing against the skin.
"I love you too," Harry responded, humming with pleasure. He turned his head for a proper kiss, his lips parting with a happy sigh. They could hear Narcissa and Andromeda cooing over Teddy, their voices growing louder as they entered the dining room.
"Daddy!"
Harry broke the lovely kiss apologetically, looking for Teddy. Realizing that his son was calling from the dining room, Harry gave Draco another soft kiss before stepping into the dining room. Draco caught hold of his hand and followed.
Teddy beamed at them, pointing toward the window. "Me!" he cried excitedly.
Baffled, the couple looked toward the window and froze. One of the windows had been replaced by stained glass. The morning sunlight was beaming through the colored glass, lighting it up. It was a picture of Harry and Draco holding Teddy between them. The glass that made up Teddy's hair was charmed to change colors frequently. Even as glass figures, they looked wonderfully happy.
"Narcissa, Hermione and I helped Luna put this up late last night," Andromeda explained, gazing fondly at the radiant, colored glass. "Luna left a message for you," she added, motioning to a roll of parchment that rested on the windowsill.
Draco stared in awe for a moment before moving to grab the parchment. He unrolled it carefully, smiling when Harry peered over his shoulder.
Harry and Draco,
Congratulations on your marriage and the adoption of your beautiful soon. The stained glass is to remind you of the day that you became a family. May the joy you feel now last for a lifetime. You complete one another in a way that is breathtaking.
Harry, you light up the room and make the world better. And Draco, you are full of life and wonderful creativity. I'm so glad that you found each other.
Harry and Draco Potter-Malfoy.
Sunlight and stained glass.
Also, this new window will keep the blibbering humdingers away.
All my love,
Luna
Draco smiled, lifting his hand to run his fingers over the glass dragon pendant around his neck. "She's so odd," he muttered. "But I'm glad we have her."
"Sunlight and stained glass," Harry murmured thoughtfully. "A metaphor obviously. Which one am I?" he asked, nipping at Draco's earlobe.
"Sunlight, of course," Draco replied with an eye roll.
"Ah, because I'm so warm and brilliant," Harry noted smugly.
"Or because it's easier to look at you if I'm squinting a bit," Draco retorted with a smirk. He chuckled at Harry's indignant squawk. "Obviously I'm the beautiful stained glass," Draco added primly.
Harry rolled his eyes, unable to think up a suitably snarky comeback at that moment. He settled for pulling Draco in for a loving kiss. He pulled away when Teddy giggled. Narcissa and Andromeda were smiling indulgently.
They finally sat down for breakfast, eager to share a pleasant morning together. After lunch, Harry and Draco were leaving for their honeymoon. They were going to spend a week in Paris while Narcissa and Andromeda too care of Teddy. The newlyweds had only agreed to the full week when they were promised daily floo calls with their son.
Draco reached over to lovingly wipe syrup off of Teddy's face. Teddy smiled brightly. "I love you Papa!" Teddy cried happily, his sweet little voice bringing tears to Draco's eyes.
"I love you too,Teddy bear," Draco managed to reply. Harry squeezed his hand gently under the table.
Draco's mind drifted back to the few months after the war. He'd felt alone and certain that he didn't belong anywhere. And then Harry had pushed his way into Draco's life and forced the shadows back. Now, Draco did belong. His wonderful Harry was a part of him, as vital as Draco's next heartbeat. They had a lifetime to be together and they had a son that was more precious than anything.
Harry glanced at Draco, smiling at the blond's happy expression. Harry would gladly spend the rest of his days making Draco happy. They were certainly off to a good start.