A/N: Thank you for reviews! I finally managed to finish this chapter - really sorry about the wait - and I hope you like it

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The next morning was a whirl of action. Draco got up at six to make arrangements deciding to let Harry sleep in for as long as he needed – it wouldn't do for him to be exhausted at his own wedding even if it wasn't going to be anything fancy. The rest of the family were surprised at their decision but understood their reasoning and promised to help. Ginny wouldn't take no for an answer regarding the decoration of the house and the beach where they had decided to have the ceremony, enlisting all the children to help her. Oliver agreed to perform the ceremony and James was sent off to pick up Blaise, who was to be Draco's best man, as well as Narcissa.

Harry summoned a couple of house elves to take care of the food and now he and Draco were going to make their way to the magical side of Florida to buy their wedding robes. It seemed that Draco had a vision of what he wanted them to wear and Harry was just dragged along as Draco insisted that he needs to get it fitted. Really it was fine by him as he didn't really care what he was wearing – he just wanted to get it over with to ensure that the contract would be taken care of.

"I don't think you should go together." Lily said as the two were preparing to leave. "It's bad luck for the groom to see the bride before wedding." She said.

"Have you been watching Muggle movies again?" Harry laughed.

"Not the point, Dad." Lily crossed her arms and Harry put his arm around her shoulders.

"I think we'll be fine, Lils." He said grinning. "And there's no mention of two grooms seeing each other."

"Fine." Lily pouted. "But still somebody needs to walk down the aisle." She countered and the two men looked at each other.

"Not a chance Potter." Draco said before Harry even had time to open his mouth.

"But between the two of us you're the more…" Harry trailed of deciding that it may be better not to finish his sentence.

"What? Feminine?" Draco asked sharply. "Is that what you were going to say?" He demanded.

"I wasn't…"

"Yes you were, Dad." Lily piped in grinning and Harry glared at her.

"Fine, I was." Harry said raising his hands in surrender. "But I didn't mean that you're feminine, just that you're more feminine than I am. I mean… I'm not the one who spends half an hour doing my hair every morning…"

"Really Potter, just because I like to look my best, you're saying I'm the woman in this relationship?"

Harry opened his mouth and closed it again furiously thinking how to get out of the hole he had just dug himself into. "It's traditional for the younger family's groom to walk down the aisle." He blurted.

"Now you're calling us traditional?" Draco raised his eyebrow, his arms folded. "There's nothing traditional in this arrangement."

"Okay fine! Neither of us will walk down the aisle. We'll both come from the sides and meet in the middle. Happy now?" Harry asked frustrated.

"Immensely."

"Good. Now let's go and get the suits over with." He said and walked out of the door. Draco grinned and winked at Lily before going after. At last he got some back at Harry for winding him up all the time.

James arrived with Blaise and Narcissa an hour before the wedding was set to begin and everyone was there to greet them.

"Mother." Draco greeted and hugged her.

"Hello Draco." She said.

"I trust you remember Harry." Draco continued.

"Of course." Narcissa said and shook hands with Harry.

"It's a pleasure to meet you again Ms. Black." Harry said.

"Please call me Narcissa, Harry, we're about to be family after all."

"Narcissa then." Harry smiled. "Let me introduce you to my family. James and Albus you have of course met already, but this is my youngest Lily and this is the mother of my children and my best friend Ginny Weasley. And last but not least a good friend of Draco and myself, Oliver Wood, as well as James' girlfriend Alice Longbottom."

While Narcissa greeted all of them Harry turned to their other guest.

"Blaise, it's been awhile." He said and hugged the other man.

"So it has." Blaise said hugging him back. "Someone went MIA after our last meeting in February."

"Yeah, sorry about that." Harry said opening his mouth to explain but Blaise beat him to it.

"Don't worry about it. Draco's already told me all about it." He said. "Though I'm a bit hurt you didn't tell me personally that this nice piece is off the market." He continued and grabbed Harry's arse.

Harry laughed at his friend's flirting.

"Sorry mate, I know I should have let you say goodbye properly." He said back.

"We still have time." Blaise wiggled his eyebrows. "There's still half an hour till the wedding starts."

"As much as I would love to, I'll have to go get ready." Harry laughed.

"Fine." Blaise pouted.

"Don't worry Blaise, one of these days we'll find you your own piece of arse that you can marry."

"Me? Married? Never!" Blaise exclaimed. "I like my freedom to choose thank you very much."

"We'll see, we'll see." Harry winked before leaving to get ready.

Meanwhile Ginny watched as Draco stormed out of the Hall looking angry. She looked back to the Hall and saw Harry laughing with Blaise and shook her head in amusement. Clearly they were flirting again and Draco was jealous probably thinking there was something more to it than there actually was. Truth was that Harry and Blaise were always flirting. It was just part of their friendship. There had never been any romantic feelings between those two; just plain physical attraction but it seemed that Draco was not made aware of this.

Deciding that she needed to fix this Ginny followed the blond to the room he was getting ready at and knocked before entering.

"What do you want Weasley?" Draco asked irritated trying to fix his tie. Ginny rolled her eyes and took over.

"You know there's no need to be jealous, there's nothing going on between Harry and Blaise." She said.

"What? I'm not jealous!" Draco exclaimed. "Potter can flirt with my best friend all he wants."

"Well that's good then, because they're gonna do that a lot." Ginny said. "Blaise is the biggest flirt I have ever had the pleasure of meeting – I'm sure you know – and I've never seen him not flirting with every man he encounters." She continued the tie now fixed.

"Just as long as you know that it's just that – flirting. Nothing will ever happen with those two. And what they may have had in the past was purely physical, there was no feelings involved whatsoever." She added as Draco opened his mouth to protest. "Now get yourself together, you need to be downstairs in ten minutes." She smiled before exiting the room, leaving Draco to his thoughts.

The ceremony went off without a hitch. They were married on the beach like planned just as the sun was setting. Ginny had done a great job with the decorations and flowers and it actually looked like a wedding even though they had a really limited time to arrange everything. The ceremony was kept short and simple like the grooms had wanted but still both Ginny and Narcissa had tears in their eyes as Harry and Draco exchanged rings and said their vows.

And then came the kiss; the kiss that sealed their union and created the beginnings of the bond between the two men.

There was no hesitation in neither of their eyes as Harry and Draco leaned in and pressed their lips against each other in an electric kiss creating a flash of a light so bright that all the guest were blinded for a few seconds. Everyone watched as the glow settled around them before cheering and wolf-whistling at the two.

Everyone congratulated them and soon the wedding went on with good food and good music and everyone was having a great time. The wedding party (grooms especially) apart from the children, Ginny and Narcissa were getting more than tipsy as the evening went further and Draco and Harry were a lot more relaxed about the whole ordeal, especially around each other.

Draco was sitting by the tables chatting with Oliver while his eyes trailed more often than not towards the dance floor where Harry whirled around with Blaise.

"Jealous much?" Oliver laughed as he noted that Draco wasn't really paying attention to their conversation.

"I don't know what you mean?" Draco muttered sipping his Firewhiskey, not removing his gaze from the dance floor.

"Come on, Draco, you're probably the only one he hasn't danced with today and you have been glaring daggers at him and Blaise for the whole time they have been dancing." Oliver pointed out. "Think Blaise is gonna steal your man?" He teased.

"They have history." Draco blurted out.

"What, Harry and Blaise?" Oliver raised his eyebrows turning to look at the two men whirling in the dance floor.

"Yes." Draco muttered taking another drink.

"Really, I didn't know that."

"He was his first." Draco said gloomily.

"What, really?!" Oliver exclaimed in surprise. "How did that happened? I thought he and Ginny were together since her fifth grade and somehow I don't think Harry would have slept with a Slytherin before that, no offense. Unless it was after the divorce…"

"Blaise said it was just after the war ended. Potter was… experimenting. The met in a Muggle bar."

"Okay, fine, so you're jealous of what happened between them 20 years ago." Oliver said.

"I'm not jealous!" Draco exclaimed.

"Sure looked like that to me." Oliver laughed.

"We're not discussing this." Draco folded his arms and glared at Oliver, who just chuckled.

"Fine, but just to remind you, you did just marry Harry a few hours ago and you're the one he's gonna take to bed tonight… So really there's nothing to be jealous about, not that I think there would be anything going on with those two..." Oliver said but Draco failed to hear the rest as his brain caught up to the fact that he and Harry were supposed to consummate the marriage. Tonight.

Tonight all his years of fantasies would turn to reality.

But before his alcohol-hazed mind could get deeper into reminiscing the dreams he had had of himself and Harry – which he admitted even to himself only because of the amount of alcohol in his blood – Oliver nudged him and he noticed his husband approaching him. His husband…

"Want to dance Potter?" Harry asked Draco and held out his hand.

"And get my feet trampled?" Draco scoffed with a raised eyebrow. "No thanks, Malfoy."

"Hey! I can dance!" Harry exclaimed pretending to offended. "What makes you think I can't?"

"Two words Potter: Yule Ball." Draco gave him a pointed look.

"Argh, don't remind me." Harry groaned with a grimace. "It was bloody awful." He said and Draco snorted.

"You think?"

"But seriously, that was years ago. I have taken lessons since." Harry said holding out his hand again. "Come on, I promise not to trample your toes." He continued giving Draco the best puppy eyes he could muster and Draco relented.

"Fine." He said taking Harry's hand and receiving a wide grin from him as a result. "But if you break my toes there will be a hell to pay." He threatened.

"Oh, what are you gonna do?" Harry asked with a smirk as they begun to waltz.

"Now that would be telling." Draco smirked back.

"Humor me."

"Well, I did ask Ginny to teach me the Bat-bogey hex…" Draco said and laughed as Harry gulped.

"It's a good thing I know how to dance then." Harry said and whirled Draco around.

"Yes, well you're not bad." Draco admitted reluctantly.

"Wow, that's like the highest compliment I could get from you." Harry laughed and Draco huffed.

The song changed to a slower one, but Harry kept on leading him around the dance floor. A silence fell between them but it was not an awkward one. They were both content just swaying in each other's arms. It wasn't until a third song – a really slow one - till Harry spoke again.

"You did know I could dance." He stated with a small smile. "You have been watching me all evening. Blaise thought your glares were going to make a hole in his head." He teased lightly and Draco blushed having thought that they had not noticed.

The song neared its end when Harry pulled Draco so close that for a moment the blond thought he was going to kiss him but instead Harry put his lips near his ear and whispered:

"There's no need to be jealous Draco; there's only you."

And then with a flirtatious wink he was gone, pulled into another fast dance with his daughter while Draco stood completely dazed in the dance floor until he too was dragged into another dance and the wedding went on. Still in the depths of his drunken mind, he couldn't help but wonder what exactly Harry meant by those words.

The party lasted till midnight and then everyone but Harry and Draco left back to Britain. It had been agreed that they would spent their wedding night in the beach house and then join the family for breakfast back in the Manor, since neither men wanted to have a honeymoon for obvious reasons.

Surprisingly tough, it was not awkward at all when Harry and Draco were left alone in the house. Mostly due to the alcohol in their blood and possibly the wedding bond too they had been flirting all evening and as soon as the last guests left the building the two were all over each other. Afterwards, neither could pin point who moved first but suddenly all the attraction and tension between them came pouring out and their lips were mashing against each other and hands exploring their bodies. They barely made it into the bedroom, leaving behind only a trail of clothes.

And so caught up they were with each other that neither noticed the bright swirls of light as they connected and tied the two souls together.

Till the end of all time.

Harry sat up on the bed sleepily and rubbed his eyes. He had no idea what had woken him up but for some reason his body felt odd, like he was going through a rough work out. This strange feeling was not one he associated with his illness and he didn't think it had come from the frankly amazing sex he had with Draco just… a few hours ago it seemed as he looked at the clock and saw it was nearly five in the morning.

He smiled blissfully at the thought and turned to look at Draco who was sleeping beside him. He looked beautiful in the early morning light and Harry couldn't help but reach out to push a stray of blond hair away from his face. As he did that he noticed that the blond was not sleeping as peacefully as he had thought, but was frowning and his hand was pulled into a fist on his stomach. Harry moved closer and pulled Draco to his chest, gently stroking his hand.

"Sshhh. It's okay Draco." He whispered.

A few moments later Draco relaxed and the frown disappeared. He hummed peacefully as he turned over in his sleep and buried his face in Harry's neck, his arms wrapped tightly around him. Harry smiled contently and kissed at the blond mop of hair. With Draco in his arms the odd feeling disappeared and Harry fell back to sleep, completely forgetting all about the feeling or the fact that he had even woken up at all.

And the bond flashed for the final time.

A/N: Thanks for reading! Please review and tell me what you think of this chapter/story.

I still haven't decided what to do with Harry... I'm a sucker for happy endings but should I try something different this time and just kill him off? Or should there be some kind of cure with the bond he shares with Draco? Or maybe they just find a fitting tissue for him, I don't know. If you have suggestions please review and tell me about them, maybe I'll use one!

By the way, next chapter will be posted next weekend so keep an eye out! :)

- Dalnim