Chapter 3
Draco reached for his soon to be wife only to find that she wasn't there, so he went back to sleep, enjoying the warmness of the empty bed he snuggled into his sheets and breathed in the flowery scent of Mary. She must've been getting ready for the wedding as soon as his head touched the pillow Harry's voice disturbed his one second of peace.
"WAKE UP DRACO!" Harry shook Draco roughly.
"Alright, alright I'm up jeez" he grumbled.
"You have to wake up, you don't want to be late for your own wedding" Harry said as he dragged Draco by the hand out of bed, opening the curtains nice and wide for the sunshine to blast through Draco's room.
Draco had no idea where Harry had come from or how long he'd been awake for.
"Shit Harry, what's wrong with you?" Draco yawned tiredly he tried to get up, but his legs failed him, toppling to the ground in his boxers Harry groaned and helped him to his feet.
"Come on, lazy bones"!
"How long have you been up for?"
"Since 5:00 am, waiting for you to hurry the fuck up"
"Did you see Mary?"
"No, sorry her bridesmaids didn't let me see her".
"That's alright"
Harry walked over to the wardrobe and got out the suit out of its packaging he took his time with the suit, trying not to make a crease or a fold he laid the suit on the bed and took in the fabric. The suit must've cost thousands it was a navy-blue colour, the shirt was pure white as snow, the tie a dark black as coal, the cufflinks were a shiny silver, and the shoes were just polished and shined to perfection.
Just like Draco.
To Harry Draco was perfection.
"You might want to have a shower first" Harry wrinkled his nose "you stink" he added Draco raised his arms above his head and sniffed under his arms "yep, shower it is" he said and headed into the shower, closing the door behind him. Harry heard Draco's clothes drop to the floor and the shower turned on Harry wanted to be in there with him, washing every part of his god like body. As Draco washed himself head to toe harry waited outside and pressed his ear to the door, listening to the sound of water pattering on the tiles. He slid down the door and unzipped his pants, taking out his dick he stroked himself slowly as he imagined himself in the shower with Draco.
If only Draco loved him back things would be different, they would kiss, hold hands, have children or adopt a boy or a girl. But no, he had to choose the babe she won't even want to have kids with Draco, harry would though he would do anything for love.