Grimmauld Place

"I want to get married." Harry said suddenly, snapping the book he had been reading shut. He had been at the manor for three weeks and it was quickly becoming his home. Draco raised a perfect eyebrow in question, he would, of course, marry his little Elf but it was always nice to know the reasoning behind the sudden statement.

"Don't look at me like that I am perfectly serious, I know that some people will try to pull us apart but if we make this bond according to Wizarding laws as well as Elven and Veela then people won't be able to pull us apart.

"Okay, we will get married, when though?" Draco asked moving so that he could sit by his mate's side. Draco pushed his hand under Harry's shirt and caressed his still flat stomach.

-x-x-x-

Draco looked down at his worn out mate and smiled. Teeth like bruises led a trail down his neck and shoulder and continued down to the end of his spine, Draco winced at the proof that he had been slightly too rough with his little Elf. After all Harry was small and it had been his first time. Harry's lips were swollen and red. His hair was tangled and was messily fanning out onto the pillow behind him. His skin shining with an after love making glow and Draco sighed. Harry was his now, and his forever, their bond was complete. Draco frowned as he sensed another presence coming from his mate, like another life form but tiny almost insignificant. He picked up his wand with a smile and tapped Harry's naked stomach lightly. The wand tip glowed a light pink and Draco's smile turned into a grin.

-x-x-x-

"Soon, before we go back to school." Harry blushed softly but smiled anyway.

"Alright, there is one type of ceremony where you only need a priest and two witnesses. One each."

"Can we do that one please?" Harry looked up at the taller male and pouted.

"Yes we can how about Sunday, that way we can go to Diagon Alley to buy rings and school things in the process, is that okay?" Draco nuzzled Harry's hair fondly.

"Perfect. Can I use the Floo to contact Remus?" Harry asked standing up and sweeping his hair out of his face.

"Yes, why don't you go and visit him, that'll give me time to contact a decent priest." Draco smiled and pressed a chaste kiss to Harry's full lips.

"Alright, I'll be back soon."

"See you beautiful." Harry left the room quickly, leaving Draco to follow.

The many people that were seated round the large table in the dining room of Grimmauld Place jumped as someone came pelting out of the fireplace. Tonks knocked her plate of food into her goblet of Pumpkin juice, which then soaked the table.

"Tonks do be careful!" Mrs Weasley said waving her wand and putting the pan down on the table.

"Jeez I hate the Floo." Harry said standing up and waving his wand at the soot covering his clothes and hair. He took a deep breath and ran a hand through his long hair before looking up and smiling, "Surprise." He said to the speechless crowd.

"Harry!" Hermione said pushing her chair back and running to embrace her friend.

"Hey 'Mione, how are you?"

"I'm fine, as for you, you look very different."

"I know." Harry blushed as his friend touched his hair.

"You look like a girl." Ron said sniggering behind his hand.

"I really couldn't care less; Draco likes me just the way I am. Anyway I was coming to talk to Remus but if this is the reception I receive I'll go and talk to Dudley." His words had their appropriate effect as the whole room exploded in noise.

"Sit down, Harry dear, have something to eat." Mrs Weasley said pushing Harry down into a nearby chair.

"No thank you Mrs Weasley, I had a big lunch." Harry smiled but a second later it faltered, as an echo of a sharp pain leafed across his stomach.

"Harry are you okay?" Hermione asked putting a hand on his shoulder. Harry couldn't answer the pain felt so real. He gripped the tabletop so hard his knuckles were going white. Then the answer to him pain came to him…Draco!

"Master Harry Potter!" Nibby the House-Elf from Malfoy Manor appeared and bowed deeply.

"Nibby, what's going on at the Manor?" Harry asked dropping to his knees in front of the Elf.

"There is bad men there Master. They is hurting Master Draco, Sir."

"Nibby, where is Draco?"

"Master Draco is in the kitchens sir, he is helping house-elves escape sir."

"Okay Nibby, I need you to go back to Malfoy Manor and bring Draco here! If he tells you not to, do not listen to him! Do you understand?"

"Yes sir, bring Master Draco."

"Okay, Mrs Weasley, Draco has a stomach wound um a broken arm and a head wound the rest are just scrapes and bruises I think."

"Ow, Nibby what are you doing? I'm fine I-" Draco paled as he looked down into Harry's eyes.

"Draco Malfoy, you are hurt," Harry said sharply, "You should have come to me immediately."

"Err…Hi honey."

"We will discuss this later. Now lift your shirt."

"Wha- Harry no, I'm fine." Draco lied his fists clenching in pain.

"Draco please lift your shirt I we need to know how bad your stomach is." Harrys eyes widened and fake tears sprung to the surface, Draco sighed once before giving in to his beautiful mate.

"Fine." He began to undo the white, blood stained, shirt with one hand, hissing in pain when he accidentally moved his broken left arm.

"It's okay darling, let me help." Harry said softly while moving forward to slide the shirt off his arms.

"Sit down here Mr. Malfoy." Mrs. Weasley gently pushed him down into a chair so that she could assess the damage.

"This isn't very deep but I only know how to heal surface wounds we'll have to wait for madam Pomfrey."

"Who was it Darling?" Harry asked from behind him.

"Some people wanting my father's fortune, they should be out of there soon; I cleared out everything to do with the Dark Arts last Christmas."

"Mr. Malfoy, what happened?" Poppy Pomfrey said as she stepped out of the fireplace carrying a weird shaped bag. Harry turned to the House-Elf who was stood in the corner.

"Nibby, could you please go to the Manor, and when the men leave, please come and tell us."

"Yes Master Harry Potter," the small elf bowed and left with a small 'pop'.

Harry sighed and wrapped his arms around Draco's broad shoulders.

"He is okay isn't he Ma'am?"

"Yes Mister Potter, he will be just fine."

Harry smiled and kissed Draco's cheek sweetly. The Veela smiled at his mate and as soon as the medi-witch was finished pulled him onto his lap.

"I'm just going to scan you Mr. Potter just in case, sometimes with a bond like your own injuries are shared between the pair, but that only happens in extreme…" the witch trailed off as she looked at the sheet of diagnostics which had appeared in front of her.

"Mister Potter are you aware that, there is-you are-?"

"Yes Ma'am." Harry blushed but looked at Draco with a smile on his face.

"What's going on in here?" Remus Lupin walked through the door with Professor McGonagall at his side.

"Moony!" Harry called jumping off Draco's knee and embracing the last Marauder.

"Harry! How are you doing, Cub?"

"I'm alright."

"And where's Mister- Ah. So what are you both doing here?" Remus asked guiding his best friend's son into a chair.

"The Manor was attacked, just some idiots looking for priceless Dark Arts objects." Draco said pushing back his hair.

"Right, I must say Harry, you look very different." Remus surveyed the young man.

"It's the hair."

"I'd have thought you'd get it cut, James did, every week." Draco growled as Remus mentioned it.

"No, Draco loves my hair. I think he's a little obsessed with it actually." Harry said laughing slightly.

"I am not, I just like your hair, and it's soft." The Veela stuck his tongue out childishly.

"Draco I'm sure that in the past you've said to me that 'if you don't intend to use that for more recreational activities then put it away', use your own advice." Draco did but pouted anyway.

"Master Draco, Master Harry Potter, Sir!" Nibby came back and bowed deeply, "Others would like to come and visits these people who helps Master Draco better."

"What all of them?" Draco asked as his eyebrows rose.

"Yes Master Draco,"

"Very well." Only seconds later the room was full with small pops and about a hundred House-Elves were bowing deeply.

"Madam, miracle witch, we elves from Malfoy Manor thanks you for your help." Nibby said bowing deeply to the stunned medi-witch, whose eyes widened as the rest of the elves followed their head-elf's lead.

"Do you give them a wage and holidays, Harry?" Hermione asked looking at the many elves in front of her.

"A-a wage miss, no, no, we do not need money miss. Master Draco and Master Harry Potter is kind to us miss, we needs nothing else miss." A nearby elf said in a high pitched voice.

"Yes Miss, Flappy is right we needs no pay or holidays, we house elves is happy miss."

"Granger, if you could please stop trying to obtrude on my staff." Draco said standing up still shirtless. Out of the corner of his eye Harry could see, Ginny's, Hermione's, Tonks, Fred's, Georges, Charlie's and even Bills gaze riveted to his mates firmly muscled chest.

"Hey!" Harry growled standing up to shield his mates half-naked body with his own clothed one, "Mine!"

"Sorry Harry," Hermione said finally managing to rip her eyes away from Draco.

Everybody who was watching the scene unfold would see that the two young men were completely in love with each other. The way that Harry smiled up into the silver eyes a smile, which was carefree and unburdened, unlike what it usually was. And Draco wrapped his arms around his waist pulling him into a secure hug, threading his fingers through the thick curtain of black hair.

"I need to go now Harry and you need to talk to Lupin, I'll see you later." Draco said his arms tightening slightly so he could press a lingering kiss to his mate's lips.

"Alright, but be careful!" Draco smiled one last time and waved at all the inhabitants of the kitchen a second before a house-elf took him back to their Manor.

"Bloody Slytherins, idiots the lot of them!" Harry murmured while walking back towards his Godwolf, "Right, I need to talk to you." He dragged the were-wolf upstairs and into the drawing room.

"What is it Harry?"

"Well this morning Draco and I decided we wanted to get married, well rather I decided and he said yes," Harry started in even tones, ignoring the raised eyebrow, "Then we decided that we were going to use the ceremony which only needs five people in attendance, the priest, the two getting married and two witnesses. I wanted to ask you to become my witness?"

"Really wow, that's…an honour I guess? Why me? Why not Ron?"

"I don't think he accepts the two of us yet, and definitely not what I am, and anyways you were my Dads best friend."

"Well then I accept, when's your ceremony?"

"This Sunday…oh no…It's the Full moon on Sunday isn't it?"

"I am afraid that it is." Remus frowned, "Don't worry you can ask someone else I'm sure."

"No! I want you to be there, I'll ask Draco to change the date, and I'll owl you with it when he confirms it."

"Thanks Harry, you have no idea how much that means to me." The frown that adorned the elder mans face disappeared quickly to be replaced with an ecstatic grin.

"Well if that's got you so worked up then how does it feel when I tell you I want you to be the Godfather, or Godwolf for our child."

"What!? Are you serious?"

"Perfectly, Draco doesn't know I've asked you though."

"Oh, Wow, now I know what Sirius felt like when James asked him to be Godfather for you." Remus pulled the small Elf into his arms and hugged him like a father would, "James and Lily would be so proud of you Harry as well as Sirius, once he got over the shock that it was a Malfoy."

"Thanks Remus. There was one more thing; I needed to ask you,"

"Anything?"

"Will you tell me about my Mother, I don't know anything about her?"

"Of course. Lily was one of the most caring people I knew, that's one thing you've inherited from her, she cared about anyone she met even if they had a dark past. As you know she used to hate James up until seventh year…