AN: PLEASE PLEASPLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have barely gotten any: ( Oh, and this is the long chapter where they play, then get married. The kid is coming, I just have to do this chapter, then the honeymoon (which is just a lemon scene) and then I can get to the kid!! Enjoy and review!

"Well, today is the day Harry." Draco managed to force out between kisses. They were in the bedroom, again, alone, again, and having sex, again!

"I know, and I can't wait. I'm so glad you didn't leave me alone babe."

"What time is it, Harry?" Draco huskily said.

"Well babe, if you go off of me, then I'd go see. But seeing as I don't want you to get off of me…"

"Oh, well then maybe we should get up together."

"Alright." They stood up, gripping each other on the back and holding themselved tight together. They waddled over to the clock, slowly, and with Draco's back turned, Harry saw that it was 9:30AM. "Draco honey, what time are we supposed to be at the church?"

"About 11:00."

"Oh. Shit. It's 9:30."

"Well, can't we just postpone it so we can have more fun here?"

"Baby, we're going on a honeymoon after the wedding where we can – all want. Then we'll ignore everything else."

"Okay, sexy." They waved their wands and were all dressed and clean, except for the cum on Draco's lower lip.

"Babe, you've got something on your lip. Lemme get it for you." Harrysaid as he licked his cum of his fiance's lip, and then his tongue went a little farther and he started to playfully suck and bite on Draco's lip. When he was done, he asked, "Babe, do I really taste that good?"

"You sure do." They decided to play a little longer, since they would be at the church early. They stripped again, then Draco, wondering if Harry thought his cum tased as good as Harry's, decided to masturbate into Harry's mouth. "So, Harry, tell me," Draco said when he was done. "do I taste as good as you?"

"And a million times better." Said Harry as he took Draco's member into his mouth and continued to suck as Draco continued to spew cum.

They played for about another hour and then got ready, which took but a flick of the wand. Then they apparated off to the church. When there, they were greeted by Hermione, who said Ron would be arriving later. "Hey- Harry, you have something white on your upper lip." Harry felt it, realized it was Draco's cum, then quickly licked it off, one second after Hermione and Draco realized what it was. "Oh, well, I wish you two the best of luck, and don't worry about Ron. I made sure he wouldn't ruin everything. Harry, could I have a word?"

"Sure thing Hermione, what for?"

"Come here." She said as she dragged him into the corner. "You know, Ron doesn't approve of this and he is still a little weary about Draco. For this reason, I have taken his wand and put a charm on him to make him polite. If I didn't, he would probably ruin the entire thing. I'm glad you told me about you, well, being, you know." She gave him a giant hug. "It's just that you're my best friend. Now on your honeymoon, I don't want you doing anything I wouldn't approve of."

"Hermione, you wouldn't approve of half of the stuff we do."

"Fair enough, just try not to break anything if you two, well, you know."

"Don't worry, we'll be fine together." After that, the wedding started. Ron arrived shortly before. Hermione must have given him a little too much potion. The first thing Harry knew, he was shaking Ron's hand. The next, Ron was trying to strip and get Harry to do the same and suggested they have sex. Hermione froze him, got him redressed, and countered the potion.

"Sorry about that Harry, I must have overdosed him. I'll make sure he behaves."

The ceremony started. They had decided that Harry would act as the bride, since Draco was the leader in the relationship (or at least Harry had let him think that). Harry walked down the aisle, and then the rest of the ceremony seemed to flash by, then the next thing everyone knew, Harry and Draco were at the front of the church, kissing a little more passionately than needed in front of a crowd. Then Ron was standing up trying to shout, "Hey, do that in front of someone else, you gay perverts." He was trying to say that, but Hermione had put a silencing curse on him. Well, in this case it was more of a charm. She magically bent his legs, so he had to sit. They finally stopped kissing, and then the marrier said, "You may now prononce yourself husband, and, um, husband. Congratulations!"