MJ held Harry's hand, as they both looked over the balcony. The dark New York sky was lit up form the stars, and the city below lay awash with lights. For now, they were content to stay silent, remembering everything that'd happened.
Seeing the look on Harry's face; truly happy, peaceful, made MJ smile.
"I love you." Harry smiled, his eyes glowing. "I love you, too."
MJ felt Harry embrace her, MJ burying her face in his shoulder. "To think"-
Harry nodded.
"I almost lost you."
MJ held tighter, her hands on his muscular body. She broke away, looking into his eyes playfully. "Why are you in such great shape? Aren't you at meetings all day?" Harry grinned, raising his eyebrow cutely.
"Now THAT is a secret!" MJ laughed, playfully punching him. Harry winked. "You smell like strawberries." "Is that good?" "Well, I like to eat strawberries, and I like to kiss you, so"- Harry waved his hands around. "Same thing." MJ laughed.
She leaned in, kissing him. "You're so beautiful', Harry whispered. MJ smiled, raising her eyebrows mischievously. She pulled him closer by his tie, and unloosened it. Harry raised an eyebrow. She slapped him lightly. Harry grinned.
"How about we take this inside?" "Good idea."
They smiled, and abandoned the balcony, Harry looking over his shoulder. "Thank you, Dad." He whispered.
THE END
A/N: Okay, wasn't explained in the story but Harry stopped hearing his Dad when he found love. Thanks for all the love guys!