My Perfect Little Elf Chapter 7: I Do, a harry potter fanfic

A/N - Slight sexual scene at the end of the chapter but nothing too heavy you may skip if you like :)

I Do

"You look wonderful." Remus said with a small smile from the doorway.

Harry turned suddenly and smiled at his witness in relief. He lifted a hand to his hair to run delicate fingers over the equally delicate tiara that settled on the crown of his head. His long hair was pulled back and twisted into a thick braid that fell to his waist. Tiny strings of pearls were woven in between the strands. He wore a floor length pure white robe, fitted from his shoulders to his waist before flaring out behind him in a mock trail. Under the robe he wore a white silk shirt and a pair of perfectly fitted white slacks that hugged his thighs like a second skin and flaring over his knees and shins.

"I'm so nervous." Harry confessed while twisting and untwisting his fingers.

"Don't be." Remus answered as he walked forward and took Harry's hands in his own, "You look beautiful and you'll have Draco falling over his tongue." Harry laughed at the weird image his Godfather put into his head, "Give me a twirl then."

With a smile Harry lifted his arms and spun around slowly in one spot allowing the fragile material of his robe to frame his figure and flow out behind him. Remus watched the nervous look practically melt of Harry's face as the young elf let all the joy and happiness show through his actions and expressions.

"You look just like your mother,"

"Do I?" Harry asked eagerly.

"Yes." Remus smiled at Harry again but he noticed the shadow crossing his features.

"They should have been here for this... I wish they were here."

"They will be. I bet they are watching you right now and I bet that they are very happy and proud of you."

"You think?"

"Definitely. James and Lily would have been so proud of you little one."

Remus almost fell over backwards when the lithe body crashed into him in a crushing embrace.

"Thank you...Thank you...Thank you." Harry whispered into the Werewolf's shoulder as he attempted to quench the already flowing tears, "Thank you for being here for me, thank you for approving of my mate. I don't know what I would do if you objected to any of this."

"Well it's a good job you'll never have to find out isn't it?"

"Yeah."

"So stop crying or Draco will think that you've had second thoughts and come with me."

Harry stood in the middle of the room and took a few deep breaths while wiping the tears from his eyes. Once he was calm he took Remus' arm with a blinding smile and allowed the Werewolf to lead him down the stairs to the foyer of Malfoy Manor. They had agreed between them that Draco would be waiting at the front door for him so that they could walk down to the Gazebo, in the rose garden, together. Harry peeked over the banister and saw his mate standing perfectly straight, his hands clasped behind his back and eyes fixed firmly on the top of the stairs. Harry took this moment to admire the Blonde. He was wearing a robe of pristine black over a deep grey waistcoat and black shirt. His blonde hair brushed to perfection. And this was Harry's. All Harry's.

Harry felt his nervousness lift as he approached the top of the stairs, knowing that this was his dream.

"Ready?" Remus whispered when they were one step away from Draco's vision.

"Definitely." Harry smiled as Draco's eyes lit with love.

"It's amazing what a few little transfigure charms can do, isn't it?" Harry said as he took Draco's outstretched hands in his own and leaning in for a chaste kiss on the cheek.

"You could wear rags and still look absolutely wonderful."

"You my darling are biased."

"Even bias accounts hold truth."

"I suppose you're right then."

"Of course I am." Harry gave a small laugh and walked with Draco out to the beautiful garden.
Roses outlined the path that they were to take, leading them deeper into the garden and up to a beautiful round gazebo. The roses didn't stop at the base of the wooden structure; they grew upwards twining themselves around the pillars and climbing the small tiled roof. Harry was speechless. This creation was so beautifully perfect that he couldn't even comprehend. In the days before the wedding Draco had banned him from entering this garden, wanting to make it surprise and Draco was well rewarded as he looked up on the impressed expression of his mate. Draco and Harry walked slowly up the few stairs that led to the inside of the small wooden structure. Stood there in front of them was a priest and slightly to the right was a young man. Harry easily recognised him as the Slytherin Blaise Zabini.

"Po-Harry."

"Blaise." Harry greeted with a small smile, "Thank you for doing this for us."

"Anytime Harry." Draco smiled at the fact that his best friend and mate could get along before slowly turning Harry to face the priest that was conducting the ceremony and holding both of his small hands in his own.

"We gathered here today in the sight of Magic and these two Witnesses to join the matrimonial bonding of one Harry James Potter and Draco Lucius Malfoy. If any know of reasons why these two should not be joined in matrimony let them speak now or forever hold their peace." There was a silent pause which Harry took to gaze adoringly into Draco's silver eyes.

"If you would please repeat after me. I Draco Lucius Malfoy,"

"I Draco Lucius Malfoy,"

"Do take this man Harry James Potter,"

"Do take this man Harry James Potter."

"To be my lawful wedded Husband."

"In the sight of magic and this witness Blaise Zabini."

"Harry, please repeat after me..." Harry repeated the vows he was told to repeat and wasn't concentrating on the words emitting from his mouth, preferring instead to gaze adoringly at Draco's hands which clasped his own. They were so large and rough, contoured perfectly to steer and control a broom and wand. During his stay at the Manor Harry had also learnt that Draco's hands were perfect to work with Horses.

"In the sight of magic and this witness Remus John Lupin."

"I now pronounce you Husband and Second. Draco, you may kiss your husband." Harry let out a tiny gasp of surprise as he was dragged into the strong arms of the Slytherin, his lips were quickly claimed by those of his mate and he felt as though he was melting under the ministrations of that glorious tongue. Harry wrapped his arms around Draco's neck to assist him in pulling their bodies together so that there wasn't even a centimetre between them.

"Thank you." Harry whispered once he was given back the full control of his lips and tongue.

"I'll do anything to be with you; I'll love you, protect you, and provide for you because you're my perfect mate."

"I love you." Harry whispered in a soft yet strong voice.
"I love you too, my Elf." Harry untangled himself from the arms of his husband and threw himself into Remus' arms.

"Well done cub." Then he turned around and without hesitation threw his arms around Blaise's neck as well.

"Draco's friends are my friends; I don't wish to alienate him from his Slytherins so you are always welcome in the Manor."

"Thanks Malfoy." Harry smiled at the small grin the dark skinned man wore.

The wedding certificate was signed by both him and Draco and their two witnesses, Remus and Blaise were waved off after a small glass of wine - cranberry juice for Harry - and Harry was being picked up and rushed up to the bedroom.

"I'm sorry we can't have a Honeymoon Lovely, but I promise I'll take you away at Christmas and we can have a honeymoon then."

"I don't mind Draco, as long as I'm with you."

"You will always be with me just as I will always be with you." Draco stood in front of the double doors to the suite and with a flourish threw them open. Harry gasped at the perfect sight before his eyes. Pure white candles were floating in mid air about seven feet up, white rose petals were falling from the ceiling leaving a trail to the bed and the bed was black silk scattered with handfuls of white rose petals and small confetti hearts. Stood by the side of the bed was a silver trolley which held a range of foods, from Oysters to Strawberry's.

"Aphrodisiacs?" Harry asked with a small smirk.

"Do you think we need that?"

"I wanted to make this as perfect as possible."

"Of course it's perfect, you're here." Harry raised his hands to cup Draco's jaw, "I love you Draco," Harry pressed a soft kiss to Draco's half revealed collar bone, "I love you Draco." Another kiss landed on his neck, "I love you Draco." And then a kiss landed on his lips. It only took a second for Draco to drag Harry's body into his moulding their thighs, hips and stomachs together. The kiss was passionate and hungry. Needful. Dominant. Harry absolutely loved it, he whined into Draco's mouth when one of his hands dropped to Harry's but and gave one firm and gentle squeeze. Draco's fingers fumbled with the tiny clasps that allowed somebody to actually wear the clothes.

"Sit down...Hermione said I should do this." Harry gave a small flick of is wrist and a slow melody flowed through the room. Harry took a deep breath and his cheeks filled with colour before allowing himself to get lost in the music; he swayed his hips in perfect time with the music. He flicked each clasp on his robe open with small fingers and allowed the expensive material to pool at his feet. While still moving his hips Harry began to unbutton the shirt, slowly and carefully. With each patch of skin that was uncovered Draco's breathing got heavier. Harry slowly unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. He let them fall to the floor. One word sprang to Draco's mind when he gazed upon his husband stood there with nothing but a flimsy triangle of lace between his mate's desire and the cool air. Harry turned around, his hips still moving in time to the beat, and showed Draco a perfect view of his round behind. The ass cheeks separated by a strip of lace running the length of the beautiful ravine. Draco's breath hitched at the glorious sight in front of him.

"Merlin you look absolutely, beautifully, amazingly, sexy."

"Really? Cause I wasn't sure 'Mione said that you'd love it bu-" His word was swallowed by Draco's mouth as the blonde fixed his mouth over Harry's lips, his hands immediately dropping to run over that plump perfect arse. He ran a finger up the lace that ran between Harry's ass cheeks.

"Remind me to thank Granger. You look so sexy in that thong."

"Really?"

"Merlin yes, you should wear one all the time."

"Maybe I will." Harry replied as Draco dragged him to straddle his lap, the soft slow movements stopped as Draco placed his hands on the Gryffindors hips and pressed their mouths firmly together.

"I love you. I love you. I love you." Harry whispered as Draco laid him gently down on his back in the middle of the bed and lowering himself down on top of his new Husband.