A slight breeze whipped Draco's silver blonde hair around in the afternoon sun. Birds chirped and butterflies swarmed around the flowers. He stood at the top of a white carpet aisle, either side surrounded by chairs filled with people. On left sat Harry's family and friends, on the right Draco's. Draco's emerald green robes flowed around his thin, pale body, whipping around with his hair in the breeze. Music started flowing from an orchestra to the left of the scene. Draco walked gracefully down the aisle, stopping by the white arch covered in lilies.
He watched the top of the aisle, feeling his breath hitch when he caught sight of his groom. Harry was adorned in Gryffindor red robes that hung on his tan, muscular frame beautifully. Next to him was Arthur Weasely. The two began walking down the aisle. When they reached the arch, Harry gave Arthur a brief hug. Arthur patted Harry's hand, smiled, and walked away. Harry turned to face Draco. Their eyes locked and Harry could see a tear drop running down his cheek, dripping off his chin. Harry smiled as the bonder, Professor McGonagall, began.
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to celebrate the marriage of two men in love. Despite their past, they have come here to day to share with you their holy union, in which they will be magically bonded. I ask that you rise as they each read vows they have prepared for each other." The crowd stood.
Draco nodded at Harry to go first. Harry nodded back and took Draco's hands in his. Breathing in deeply, he began.
"Draco Malfoy, since our first year, you have been my enemy, my nemesis. The person I hated and wanted gone. Since then, you have become my friend, my lover. The person I loved and couldn't live without. You asked me to marry you on my birthday. That was the best birthday gift I could ever receive from anyone. I love with you my whole heart, and intend to do so until death do we part. In sickness and in health, in good times and in bad, I will always be there with you every step of the way. You are my rock in a sea of water, you are my oasis in a scorching desert. You are the wind beneath my wings."
Draco, by now, had tears streaming down his face. He wiped them away and gained his composure for his vows.
"Harry Potter. In our first year, you denied my friendship. For that I hated you. I teased you and mocked you. Then, that hate dissolved into love. The teasing and mocking turned into complimenting and loving remarks. I asked for your help and you agreed. I then proclaimed my love for you. You returned the favour. When I proposed to you and you said yes, it was at the moment that I knew that I am the luckiest man on earth. You are the love of my life. I will be with you always until death do we part. You are my life, soul, heart, mind. You are my everything. Without you, I would be broken. I couldn't live without you. I love you, Harry Potter, until the end of time."
When Draco finished, there wasn't a single dry eye in the whole crowd. Even McGonagall was dabbing at her eyes with a handkerchief.
"Draco Malfoy, do you take Harry Potter to be your lawfully wedded and magically bound husband?"
"I do."
"Harry Potter, do you take Draco Malfoy to be your lawfully wedded and magically bound husband?"
"I do."
"Connect hands." Harry and Draco smiled, as they were already holding hands. McGonagall however was too choked up to notice. Placing the tip of her wand on their hands she announced "By the powers invested in me by the Ministry of Magic, I bound Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy in a marital bond, never to be broken by magical or lawful means." A silver thread came from the tip of the wand, tying itself around Harry and Draco's intertwined hands. The thread glowed stronger, then faded and disappeared.
"You may now kiss." McGonagall's voice sounded above the sobbing of the crowd. Harry and Draco smiled at each other. Harry wrapped his arms around Draco and the two embraced passionately. The women could all be heard sobbing and squealing. Mrs. Weasely was seemingly going mad from it all, clapping her hands and sobbing into Ginny's shoulder, who was holding Blaise Zambini's hand. Mr. Weasely had silent tears running down his face, and even Ron was choking back tears. Hermione had gone through a whole pile of tissues and was now hugging Ron so hard he though his back might break.
Harry and Draco broke apart and turned to the crowd to see sobbing and smiling faces of family and friends looking up at them. Lucius Malfoy, though not crying, was hugging Narcissa as she cried into his shoulder and smiling up at his son. Draco beamed back and he and Harry locked arms and walked down the aisle together.
When they reached the top of the aisle, they turned to each other.
"Well, we're married now." Draco smiled at Harry.
"Yeah." Harry breathed. "Married, until death do we part." Draco smiled and met Harry's lips in another blissful kiss.