"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR HARRY! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!" Harry blinked and looked up to see Draco dancing at the foot of the bed, buck naked, a party hat on his head, holding out a present.

"Draco, you goof. You're still naked." Harry laughed.

"I know. I wanted to surprise you." Draco giggled.

"Well, it worked. Now give me that present before I bite your head off. And not the one with a brain." Harry teased. Draco gasped, covering up his privates in pretend fear. Harry took the present from his hand and ripped the paper open eagerly. He opened the box underneath to see another box. He opened that one to see another one, and another, and another, until there was a small red velvet box. Harry opened the box to see a gold ring with rubies around it. Harry gasped and looked up at Draco, his mouth hanging open. Draco grinned, walking around the side of the bed and sitting on his knees in front of Harry.

"Harry James Potter. In our first year at Hogwarts, you rejected my friendship. I thought I hated you for it. But I soon came to realize that I loved you for it. No one had stood up for me the way you did. I found myself observing you, loving you, from afar, wondering what it would have been like if you had accepted my friendship. I became, as you would say, obsessed with you. Every time you had a girlfriend, or a boyfriend, I became jealous. I hated that person with a passion. And then over the summer, I came to you for help. You were the first person I thought of. You accepted, and I was overjoyed. I confessed my love to you, and you returned the favor. Now I'm here, madly in love with you, wanting to spend the rest of my life with you. Harry Potter, will you marry me?"

Harry stared shocked at Draco. Slowly, tears started forming in his eyes, and he wasn't able to contain his emotions any longer. With tears streaming down his face, Harry threw his arms around Draco and kissed him so hard he was sure his lips would be bruised when they broke apart.

When they finally did break apart, Harry squealed with delight.

"Of course I'll marry you!" Draco smiled and took the ring from Harry, took his hand, and slid the ring onto Harry's ring finger.

"Okay, now, you need to get ready for your party." Draco said, standing and pulling Harry up from the bed. "Go get in the shower." Harry nodded and kissed Draco before sauntering off to the bathroom.

Draco smiled watching Harry's bare bum retreat into the bathroom and collapsed onto the bed.

"I can't believe we're getting married."

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"I can't believe we're getting married." Harry whispered as he looked at the ring. It was beautiful, and probably cost a lot. He'd have to ask Draco when he got out of the shower. But for the time being, he smelled like sex. He smiled as he though about the night before. It was perfect.He thought. He turned on the faucet, testing the water before he turned on the shower head. He stepped in and closed the curtain, sighing as the hot water rushed over his body, immediately relieving all of his soreness and stress.

He stood with his eyes closed for a few moments, before reaching for the shampoo and squeezing a decent amount onto his hand. He lathered it into his hair, shutting his eyes tightly as the soap suds traveled down his face, neck, and onto his chest. He scrubbed, and after a couple minutes decided that his hair was clean enough and stepped under the shower head to rinse of.

The suds rushed off his body and down the drain. Harry watched them swirl their way down and reached for the body wash, squeezing some onto a washcloth. He slapped the cloth onto his chest and rubbed. He smiled as he made his way around his body to his back, remembering the backwash two days before.

He sighed, finding it hard to believe that it had only been a couple days since Draco mysteriously showed up in his room, and now they were getting married. Harry smiled and rinsed. He shut the water off and opened the curtain to see Draco standing there, sucking a lollipop.

"It's about time you got done!" Draco teased, stepping closer to Harry. Harry smiled.

"I wanted to be clean for the party." Harry said.

"Oh but Harry, after last night, I'd say you were anything but clean." Draco said seductively. Harry felt himself hardening and wrapped his towel around his waist. Draco smirked as he pressed his lips against Harry's. He licked Harry's lips, begging for entrance. When granted it, Draco slid his tongue across Harry's. Each boy battled for dominance. When Draco won, he slid his tongue across the roof of Harry's mouth, savouring the sweet taste of his lover's mouth. Suddenly, Harry pulled back.

"I can't do this now. I just took a shower." He said indicating to his southern regions. Draco sighed.

"All right, but you owe me." Harry agreed and sauntered out of the bathroom, leaving Draco to his shower.

Harry walked over to his dresser, opening the top drawer and pulling out a pair of boxers. He then opened the next drawer down and pulled out a pair of tight, dark jeans that showed of the curve of his arse very nicely. Harry put on the boxers and jeans, then walked over to the closet where his shirts were hanging. He searched through all of his shirts until he found a ruby coloured button-up silk shirt. He put it on, leaving the top two buttons unbuttoned, revealing part of his tan, muscled chest. (A/N: OMG, he looks so hot in my mind right now. :P )

He walked over to inspect himself in the mirror. He sighed as he tried combing down his unruly hair to no avail. He rummaged in his toiletries bag and found his gold watch, carefully clasping it on his wrist. He smiled at his ring, which matched perfectly with his outfit. He then frowned when he realized that he had no ring for Draco. He'd buy him one later.

"You look great." Harry turned and smiled.

"Thanks."

"There's just one problem."

"What's that?"

"You took my outfit idea." Draco frowned.

"I never said you couldn't dress like this." Harry said. Draco shrugged and went over to his own dresser, opening the bottom drawer. He pulled out a pair of underwear and slid them on. Harry smiled at how complete opposites he and Draco were. He kept his underwear in the top drawer. Draco's were at the bottom. He picked out all of his clothes before getting dressed. Draco dressed piece by piece as he picked out his outfit. Draco walked over to the closet, dressed in similar jeans as Harry, but about two shades darker. He pulled out an emerald silk button up shirt and put it on in a similar fashion as Harry. Draco then walked over to the mirror and put on his silver watch. He combed his hair smooth, then inspected himself, frowning. He looked around the vanity and spotted a silver chain. He picked it up and clasped it around his neck. (All thanks to too many episodes of That 70's Show! Lol If you're not American, look it up on Youtube ) He then turned to Harry and frowned.

"You need a chain too." He said, picking up a gold chain and clasping it around Harry's neck. Draco then smiled.

"There we go." He chuckled. "Now we match." Harry laughed.

"Well, twin, let's head downstairs."

"Hold on, we don't have shoes on."

Harry looked down at his bare feet and laughed. Draco smiled and tossed Harry a pair of black socks. Harry put them on, followed by his dress shoes. When both boys had shoes on, they linked arms and walked out of the room and down the stairs. Narcissa gasped when they saw the boys.

"You two look so cute!" She fussed.

"Mother!" Draco groaned. Harry smiled.

"I'm used to motherly fussing from Mrs. Weasely every summer since 2nd year."

Draco smirked.

"Did I mention that all your little friends from Gryffindor have been invited?"

"You failed to mention that!" Harry exclaimed excitedly. Draco smiled at Harry's reaction.

"Well, let's go decorate the lounge." Draco said, taking Harry's hand and leading him toward another door. They stepped inside and Harry gasped, as he did at everything in the house.

The room was huge, with a crystal chandelier hanging in the middle of the domed ceiling. The walls were gold with molding around the edges. The thick carpet was a deep burgundy.

"Well, what colour do you want the carpet?" Harry though hard. His favourite colour was purple, but he also really liked green. He couldn't decide.

"Well, my favourite colour is purple, but I also really like green." Harry said.

"I say we go with green. It'll bring out your eyes." Draco concluded. Harry nodded and Draco swished his wand, muttering an incantation. The carpet beneath them turned an emerald green that matched both Harry's eyes and Draco's shirt perfectly.

"And I think the walls should be silver because that colour seems to go best with emerald." Harry said. Draco nodded and swished his wand again. The walls around them turned silver.

"What about furniture?" Harry said. Draco thought hard before swishing his wand and appearing before their eyes were black leather chairs, clustered in groups of three or four in each corner.

"Now for the decorations." Draco said. "Do you want to keep the silver and green, or do you want to make them gold and red?"

"Nah, I don't really care much for red." Harry said.

"Okay." Draco swished his wand once more. Now the room was covered in silver and emerald balloons and streamers. Above their heads was a giant emerald banner with shining silver lettering that said, "Happy 17th Birthday, Harry!" Harry smiled as he looked around, admiring Draco's work.

"That was amazing. Where'd you learn that incantation?" He questioned.

"My mum taught it to me a few years back." Draco replied. Harry nodded and looked around the room again, this time frowning.

"Where's the refreshment table?" He asked.

"We'll have house elves carrying around trays of food and drinks." Draco answered. Harry nodded.

"Well, the guests should be here soon." Draco said, looking at his watch. And sure enough, the first two guests arrived.

"HARRY!" Hermione ran over and threw her arms around Harry's neck. "YOU DID IT! YOU KILLED YOU-KNOW-WHO! I KNEW YOU COULD DO IT!"

"Bloody hell Hermione, give him some room." Ron said, walking up behind her. Hermione pulled away to frown at Ron.

"How ya doin' Harry?" Ron asked.

"Not bad, you?" Harry replied.

"Well, we have a bit of news." Hermione said, smiling up at Ron who was holding her.

"It's about time." Harry said, smiling at their shocked faces. "Oh please, don't be so shocked. Everyone knew that you liked each other." Harry smirked. Ron and Hermione smiled.

"Erm, congratulations." Said a voice from behind Harry. Ron's face became stony. Hermione just watched as the two boys confronted each other.

"Malfoy." Ron growled. "I swear if you have hurt Harry in any way, you'll be sorry you were ever born.

"Ron, calm down." Harry said. "Draco hasn't done anything to me. Well, he has, but I don't think you want to hear about that." Ron grimaced and Draco smirked. "Anyway, I love Draco, so it would mean a lot to me if you tried to accept him and not make any snide remarks." Hermione nodded and Ron looked weary but nodded as well.

"And you, Draco." Harry said, turning to Draco. "I want you to be nice to them as well. No remarks about Ron's family or money, and no calling Hermione a mudblood." Draco nodded.

"Wouldn't dream of it." Ron scoffed and Draco glared at him. Ron glared back, only breaking the gaze when his attention was drawn to the door, where Pansy Parkinson and Blaise Zambini were standing.

"Draco!" Pansy said, running over to Draco and embracing him in a bone crushing hug.

"Hey, Pans." Draco said, pushing Pansy off of him. Pansy opened her mouth to protest, but Draco gestured to Harry, who was watching the scene looking weary of Pansy.

"Hey, Harry." Pansy said, waving. Harry's eyebrows disappeared in his hair.

"Since when am I 'Harry' and not 'Potter' or 'Scarhead'?" Harry queried (A/N: new vocabulary word :P).

"Since Draco sent a letter regarding your new relationship and requested we use first names only." Pansy said. "Plus, I'm getting tired of all the fighting. From now on, I'm promoting house unity."

"Pansy, that's such a pleasant change in attitude!" Hermione said. "I myself am promoting house unity."

"Really, Hermione? I would have never guessed seeing how you never really made comebacks when we had a battle of wits." Pansy snickered.

"If we ever had a battle of wits, it's obvious who would win." Ron said.

"Well, duh! Hermione's the smartest in our year." Blaise laughed. "You'd have to be completely mental to think that it wouldn't be Hermione." Hermione blushed.

"I was going to say Draco because he's better at thinking up comebacks." Ron said, face almost as red as his hair.

"Aw, thanks Ron." Draco laughed. Harry smiled at how well everyone was getting along, when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Follow me, Harry." Blaise led him away from the group.

"What do you want, Blaise?" Harry questioned.

"I just wanted to make you an offer. Draco told me that he was going to propose to you. He described the ring as well." Blaise said, looking at Harry's hand. "And I figured you'd be wanting to give him a ring as well." He held up a ring that matched Harry's, except the band was silver, and the stones were emeralds. Blaise held out the ring for Harry to take, but Harry pushed it away.

"I can't take this." Harry said.

"I insist. My mum gave it to me when I was seven. I don't ever wear rings, and I don't plan on getting married soon, so here." Blaise grabbed Harry's and put the ring in it. "Take it, give it to Draco." Harry nodded and walked back over to Draco.

The group was laughing at talking. They never even noticed that Harry and Blaise were gone. Harry tapped Draco on the shoulder. He turned to Harry, a huge smile on his face. Harry smiled.

"I have an announcement everybody." Harry said. He took Draco's hands in his own.

"Draco Malfoy, this morning you proposed to me and I accepted." Hermione and Pansy gasped. "When you put this ring on my finger, I was overjoyed, yet sad. I didn't have a ring for you. But then, just now, this ring found its way into my hand through a…er…friend. Draco Malfoy, I love you, and I accept your hand in marriage." Harry slid the ring onto Draco finger. Draco smiled and the two shared a warm, passionate kiss. Pansy and Hermione were sobbing, hugging each other. Blaise was smiling, and Ron looked like he was going to puke. Blaise looked over at Ron and smirked.

"Honestly, Ron. You act like you've never seen two boys kiss before." Ron looked up, pale-faced. "Guess you haven't." Blaise smirked.

By this time, many more guests had arrived and were watching the scene with interest. When the two boys broke apart, they looked around and smiled. A warm applause erupted.

"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the First Annual House Unity/Harry Potter Birthday Party!" Draco shouted. Another round of applause, then music blared and people started talking and dancing. Harry and Draco walked around greeting guests. They saw plenty of people they knew, and a few they didn't, probably younger years, or crashers, but they didn't care.

Harry spotted Luna Lovegood and waved to her.

"Hello, Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy." She said dreamily. "How are you?"

Harry smiled. "Engaged." Luna smiled.

"That's excellent. Congratulations. When is the wedding?" She asked.

"We haven't really though about it, actually." Harry said.

"I think it should be before the term." Draco suggested. "I mean, this is our most imported year, and I kind of want to be dedicated to my studies with out having to worry about wedding plans. Or at least dedicated as I can be with your skilled…" Harry cut him off before he revealed anything too personal. Luna just smiled and said,

"That sounds like an excellent idea. Well, good bye Harry, Draco." She nodded at them and skipped off to where Neville was sitting in a chair.

"Draco, this is absolutely perfect." Harry said. "The best birthday present I've ever had."

"Speaking of presents…" Draco motioned to a house elf and whispered in his ear. The elf disappeared, and suddenly, the music stopped. Everyone looked to their hosts, mouths open to protest, but Draco help up a hand to silence them.

"It's time for the birthday boy to open his presents." Draco said, motioning to the pile of presents that had gathered at the back of the room. Harry smiled and said,

"Birthday boys." He corrected. Everyone eyed him curiously. Harry motioned to Neville who wearily stood from his seat in an armchair and joined Harry and Draco at the front of the crowd.

"Neville and I have the same birthday." Harry said, Neville beaming up at him. "So I'm sharing this party with him." He flicked his wand at the banner and new letters formed. It now read 'Happy 17th Birthday Harry and Neville!' Everyone burst in applause, and new presents were conjured for Neville.

"Thanks, Harry." Neville said.

"No problem." Harry said. "I don't want ALL the glory." The two boys sat opening presents for at least two hours. Some were ridiculously stupid, others thoughtful. Some extravagant, some cheap but cool. Harry received a hand-knitted scarf from Hermione, a book of all the Quidditch teams in the world from Ron, and picture of Harry and Draco in an extravagant black frame trimmed with sapphires and rubies from Draco, a necklace with an onion shaped charm on it from Luna, and a gold chain with a red lion charm from Ginny. Harry wondered how she had managed to afford that, but then realized she had left the price tag on it and that it had come from a junk store and had only cost two Knuts.

He also received many shirts, books, and other trinkets from many admirers and friends, including a book entitled "Guy's Guide to Dating Guys" from Seamus as a joke. He blushed profusely as everyone laughed when he opened it. When all of his presents were opened, they watched Neville open his presents.

Neville opened his slowly, as he didn't have many at such short notice. He received a scarf from Hermione, a Herbology gardening kit from Ron, a book about different plants and how to grow them from Harry, and a necklace with a radish charm on it, with a note attached from Luna. He opened the note slowly, scared of what it might say.

Neville,

You have become one of my best friends over the past couple of years. Our shared love for Herbology has been great. I've come to like you, even love you. Would you please do me the honour of being my boyfriend?

Sincerely,

Luna Lovegood

He looked up appalled and blushing. Ron grabbed the note out of Neville's hand and read it out loud. There was a chorus of "AAAAWWW!" 's and "Way to go Neville!" 's.

"O-of course I'll be your b-boyfriend Luna." Neville managed to say, as he was shaking from nerves. Luna smiled and kissed Neville's cheek, who blushed harder, if it was possible. There was a round of applause, bringing Neville back to reality. He went back to his presents, opening the last two. A jacket from Seamus, and a plant from Ginny. Neville and Harry gathered their presents in piles to be taken home (in Harry's case to Draco's room) by the house elves.

The music was turned back on to a slow song and couple started dancing, others paired of with crushes and such. Those that didn't have dancing partners sat in the chairs and couches or stood along the walls. Ginny was one of those sitting in a little group of girls. Harry felt a little sorry for her. He knew that she had had a huge crush on him. He watched her while him and Harry danced. He smiled when he noticed Blaise Zambini walking over to her. He said something to her, she smiled, and he held out his hand. She took it and the two were off dancing.

"What are you smiling at?" Draco questioned, looking over his shoulder.

"Nothing, just Ginny. Blaise asked her to dance." Harry informed him.

"Oh, yeah. He said something about thinking she was cute." Draco shrugged. Harry smiled and kissed Draco. They danced until the song ended. Then, Harry beckoned to a house elf and whispered something to him. The elf nodded and walked away.

"What'd you tell it?" Draco asked.

"Oh, nothing." Harry smiled mischievously. The music started up again.

There's me, lookin' down at my shoes,

The one smilin' like the sun, that's you.

What were you thinkin'?

What was the song inside your head?

Draco gasped and Harry smiled.

"This is the song that was playing that night in your room." Draco breathed. "The night we first kissed." Harry nodded.

If I was stupid
Maybe careless
So were you
Not everything is supposed to come true
Some words are best unsaid
Some love is not really love at all
I'll keep everything I shared with you
And that's enough
There's us.

Harry had laid his head on Draco's shoulder. At the end of the verse, he lifted it and met Draco's lips in a soft, yet passionate kiss. After a few moments, they broke apart. Harry smiled. Draco traced the smile with his thumb.

"You're beautiful." He said. "I love you so much, Harry."

"I love you too, Draco." Their lips met in a passionate embrace just as the song ended.