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Adult ++
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Another Wedding
Chapter Number/Total: 23/24
Chapter Title: Another Wedding
Words: 2007 Words
It was a warm spring afternoon at the Burrow. Arthur Weasley stood at the gate of the home, directing the groups of wizards and witches inside, where Fred and George checked them off on a long roll of parchment. The Burrow was fixed up and decorated for what looked like a party, or in this case, a wedding.
There were rows and rows of white chairs in the backyard, set up underneath a large tent that was magically set to keep the temperature cool. Some of the guests were already seated, looking around for the two reasons they were there in the first place.
A little girl with bright blue hair and wearing a white flower girl dress ran up through the middle of the aisle, a little boy with ginger hair close behind.
"Kaye Weasley!" Hermione said firmly, looking back to where her son had disappeared.
"Let him have fun, Hermione," Tonks said, grinning at her. "I've given up on trying to control Elise. I really have."
A smaller girl with hair that was currently platinum blonde tugged on Tonks' dress. "Mummy, where's Uncle Draco?" she asked.
Tonks shook her head. "Don't cha worry, Veronica, he'll be here," she told her child. "Just don't spill the flower petals until it's time."
Elise ran back up the aisle and stopped at their row, twirling around in her dress. "I wanna show Uncle Harry, but I can't find him!" she said, pouting as her hair turned the same color as Harry's.
As she spoke, three boys came walking up behind her, one of them looking apologetic. "We're sorry, mum," they said to Hermione. "We were only looking for dad."
"You'll see him soon, boys," Hermione replied, patting the seat next to her. "Come sit down."
"Grandma Weasley will be sitting with you during the ceremony," Tonks told the three boys – Eric and his older brothers Lance and Kaye. "Your dad and mum will be up front with Remus and I," she reminded them.
Finally, the list was checked off and all of the guests were seated. It looked like most of Gryffindor house from Harry's days at Hogwarts along with all of their spouses and children. Tonks and Remus stood on one side of Kingsley Shacklebolt, with Hermione and Ron on the other.
With a flick of a wand, music filled the air and Veronica Lupin began walking down the aisle throwing white and red rose petals – at the audience instead of the ground.
Elise followed with her own basket, giggling and skipping down the aisle, throwing handfuls of the petals at the people as well. Soon, the pair of them reached the front and they stood next to their mother, looking up the aisle anxiously.
Harry couldn't believe that he was actually here, getting ready to stand in front of all these people to do something he didn't think he'd have the chance to do before. He was dressed in black robes with green accents, his hair pulled back and actually neat for once. He looked up at the man next to him and, taking a deep breath, held his hand out for him to take.
"Ready?" he asked.
Draco loved the way the green accents in their wedding robes matched his lover's eyes. He smiled at him, sharp teeth showing as he did. He was about to stand, undisguised, in front of everyone and marry his lover of nine years. He reached a clawed hand to take Harry's.
Draco took a deep breath and walked forward, down the aisle with Harry. People were smiling and Molly Weasley was crying. When they reached the front, they turned and faced each other, still holding hands.
Shacklebolt smiled at the two of them. "We are gathered here today to honour and witness an exchange of vows between two men who have long shown a commitment to each other. Through the efforts of Harry and Draco and others like them, their union will now be legally recognised under the new wizarding law." There was a murmuring of approval from the audience and Draco smirked. United Kingdom Muggle law had added same-sex marriage rights in 2005 but it had taken six more years for the Wizengamot to approve them.
Harry bit his lip before he grinned back at Draco, focusing on him and no one else. He was proud of Draco for doing this, and even more proud that he was doing it without a Glamour on or anything. It showed how much Draco had changed.
Draco licked his lips and took a deep breath. "Harry James Potter, I have loved you for more than half my life. You are my beauty. Your strength, compassion and love continue to inspire me. You are my everything. I, Draco Forma Malfoy, take you to be my husband, in sickness and in health, through good times and in bad, for now and always."
Harry let the words wash over him, looking up at Draco with so much love in his eyes. "Draco, I've known you for ... well, a very long time." He laughed softly, hearing assorted chuckles from a few of the people in the audience. He took a deep breath before continuing, "We may not have been the best of friends since we met, and we may not have been brought together in the most traditional way. But I have never loved anyone else as much I love you. My beast, my friend, my saviour, my protector, my lover, my everything. I, Harry James Potter, take you, Draco Forma Malfoy, to be my husband, in sickness and in health, through good times and in bad, for now and always."
Tonks smiled, handing Draco the ring she held and he reached for Harry's hand. He kept his eyes on Harry's as he slipped it on his lover's finger. "With this ring, I thee wed," he said softly.
Ron handed Harry the other ring, and Harry reached for Draco's hand, carefully slipping it over the claw and up his ring finger. "With this ring, I thee wed," he repeated.
Shacklebolt nodded, smiling. "Now you may kiss your husband," he said.
Draco smirked at his lover – his husband – arching his eyebrow. He leaned toward him, lips caressing Harry's.
Harry was too happy to simply kiss Draco softly. He threw his arms around Draco's neck and pulled him into a deep kiss.
Draco's hands went to Harry's hips and he tilted his head as Harry's tongue slid against his lips. There were some "awws" and laughter from the audience. Fred and George made "cat calls." Shacklebolt cleared his throat.
Harry slowly pulled back, kissing Draco a few more times. "I love you so much," he said happily, resting his forehead against Draco's.
"Always, my love," Draco whispered.
"Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter, I now pronounce you married," Shacklebolt announced, and their friends applauded.
Harry laughed, keeping his arms wrapped tightly around Draco's neck as he looked at everyone.
***
After the ceremony, they stood and were congratulated by what felt like half of the wizarding world. Draco wore a custom made black leather glove on his right hand so that he could shake hands and no one seemed to mind. He did notice that people stared at his other hand, but he wasn't sure if it was because of the claws or the ring.
Harry didn't know how many times he had already said thank you, and it looked like he would be saying it many more times. There was a large line of people waiting to congratulate them, but Harry was much too happy to get annoyed or even tired. He kept glancing at Draco – his husband – every chance he could get. It was almost as if he needed to look at him and see the ring, just so that he could be sure that he didn't just dream everything up.
Draco was relieved when it was time to get on with the reception. Champagne was poured and Tonks as his "best whatever" stood up to give her toast. She had turned her hair green to match her dress and their robes. "I have the fantastic job of being the first to toast the wedding of Harry and Draco. We know these two are perfect for each other. Hey, Remus and I have shared a house with them for as long as they've been together. It's more than being Draco's cousin that makes us family. These two are Godfathers to our two girls, the best babysitters you will ever find, and amazingly involved in making our lives and the lives of everyone they know better. They have so much love for each other it seems to spill out onto everything." She actually blushed at that and raised her glass. "To love overflowing."
Harry blushed as well, and raised his glass, smiling at Tonks in gratitude. Draco smirked and sipped his champagne.
Ron stood up next, looking around the group of people before he cleared his throat and began to speak, "What is there to say? I've known Harry since we were eleven, and I know that ever since then, I've been hoping that Harry would get the life that he has always truly deserved – a family, someone to love him and to appreciate him for the wonderful bloke that he really is. Imagine my surprise at who it turned out to be." He laughed, looking back at Harry. "You're making me all emotional, mate. Just ... to a lifetime of happiness." He raised his glass, nodding specifically toward Harry. He grinned and nodded back, raising his glass again.
Everyone drank and there were several more rounds of toasts with people praising them and some teasing them. Finally, it was time to dance and Draco was grateful for that. He took his husband's hand and led him out for the ‘first dance.’ Draco sighed as he took Harry into his arms, smiling down at him.
Harry smiled back, glad that Draco had begun to take him out dancing whenever it was possible. Now he knew how to dance, and was much better than in his fourth year of Hogwarts.
Draco gazed into Harry's eyes, smiling. "Ah, my beauty," he whispered. "Now my beautiful husband." He thrilled at using the word.
"Feels good doesn't it?" Harry asked, able to focus just on Draco's face. "After all these years, we can finally be recognised as a married couple."
"You feel good," Draco said, bending his head to capture Harry's lips with his own.
"You feel perfect," Harry whispered against his lips, his eyes sliding shut.
Even after so many years, holding Harry like this was arousing. But Draco had learned at least some measure of self control. They kissed and danced until their first song was done and then managed to pull back enough to dance with others, too. Draco made sure to put both gloves on then so that he didn't risk hurting anyone.
Almost as soon as they separated, Veronica and Elise ran over to dance with Harry and Draco, clinging to their robes and tugging on them. Harry laughed and picked up Veronica first, spinning her around as she giggled and squealed.
Draco bowed to Elise and held out his hands to her. She curtsied and then took his hands, smiling. They danced and smiled. "You will be going off to Hogwarts soon," he said. "You are growing up too fast."
Elise smiled and rolled her eyes in a good imitation of him. "Uncle Draco, you sound like mum."
Harry had stopped next to him, holding Veronica in his arms. "Same with you, missy, I don't know how much longer I'll be able to carry you around like this."
"Forever, Uncle Harry!" Veronica exclaimed.
"I don't know, I'm getting old!" Harry laughed.
Draco snorted at the idea of Harry getting old. "As long as you grow old with me," he teased.
"Sounds like a good plan, my husband," Harry said, leaning over to kiss Draco, earning him a loud 'ew!' from both Veronica and Elise.
Chapter Title: Another Wedding
Words: 2007 Words
It was a warm spring afternoon at the Burrow. Arthur Weasley stood at the gate of the home, directing the groups of wizards and witches inside, where Fred and George checked them off on a long roll of parchment. The Burrow was fixed up and decorated for what looked like a party, or in this case, a wedding.
There were rows and rows of white chairs in the backyard, set up underneath a large tent that was magically set to keep the temperature cool. Some of the guests were already seated, looking around for the two reasons they were there in the first place.
A little girl with bright blue hair and wearing a white flower girl dress ran up through the middle of the aisle, a little boy with ginger hair close behind.
"Kaye Weasley!" Hermione said firmly, looking back to where her son had disappeared.
"Let him have fun, Hermione," Tonks said, grinning at her. "I've given up on trying to control Elise. I really have."
A smaller girl with hair that was currently platinum blonde tugged on Tonks' dress. "Mummy, where's Uncle Draco?" she asked.
Tonks shook her head. "Don't cha worry, Veronica, he'll be here," she told her child. "Just don't spill the flower petals until it's time."
Elise ran back up the aisle and stopped at their row, twirling around in her dress. "I wanna show Uncle Harry, but I can't find him!" she said, pouting as her hair turned the same color as Harry's.
As she spoke, three boys came walking up behind her, one of them looking apologetic. "We're sorry, mum," they said to Hermione. "We were only looking for dad."
"You'll see him soon, boys," Hermione replied, patting the seat next to her. "Come sit down."
"Grandma Weasley will be sitting with you during the ceremony," Tonks told the three boys – Eric and his older brothers Lance and Kaye. "Your dad and mum will be up front with Remus and I," she reminded them.
Finally, the list was checked off and all of the guests were seated. It looked like most of Gryffindor house from Harry's days at Hogwarts along with all of their spouses and children. Tonks and Remus stood on one side of Kingsley Shacklebolt, with Hermione and Ron on the other.
With a flick of a wand, music filled the air and Veronica Lupin began walking down the aisle throwing white and red rose petals – at the audience instead of the ground.
Elise followed with her own basket, giggling and skipping down the aisle, throwing handfuls of the petals at the people as well. Soon, the pair of them reached the front and they stood next to their mother, looking up the aisle anxiously.
Harry couldn't believe that he was actually here, getting ready to stand in front of all these people to do something he didn't think he'd have the chance to do before. He was dressed in black robes with green accents, his hair pulled back and actually neat for once. He looked up at the man next to him and, taking a deep breath, held his hand out for him to take.
"Ready?" he asked.
Draco loved the way the green accents in their wedding robes matched his lover's eyes. He smiled at him, sharp teeth showing as he did. He was about to stand, undisguised, in front of everyone and marry his lover of nine years. He reached a clawed hand to take Harry's.
Draco took a deep breath and walked forward, down the aisle with Harry. People were smiling and Molly Weasley was crying. When they reached the front, they turned and faced each other, still holding hands.
Shacklebolt smiled at the two of them. "We are gathered here today to honour and witness an exchange of vows between two men who have long shown a commitment to each other. Through the efforts of Harry and Draco and others like them, their union will now be legally recognised under the new wizarding law." There was a murmuring of approval from the audience and Draco smirked. United Kingdom Muggle law had added same-sex marriage rights in 2005 but it had taken six more years for the Wizengamot to approve them.
Harry bit his lip before he grinned back at Draco, focusing on him and no one else. He was proud of Draco for doing this, and even more proud that he was doing it without a Glamour on or anything. It showed how much Draco had changed.
Draco licked his lips and took a deep breath. "Harry James Potter, I have loved you for more than half my life. You are my beauty. Your strength, compassion and love continue to inspire me. You are my everything. I, Draco Forma Malfoy, take you to be my husband, in sickness and in health, through good times and in bad, for now and always."
Harry let the words wash over him, looking up at Draco with so much love in his eyes. "Draco, I've known you for ... well, a very long time." He laughed softly, hearing assorted chuckles from a few of the people in the audience. He took a deep breath before continuing, "We may not have been the best of friends since we met, and we may not have been brought together in the most traditional way. But I have never loved anyone else as much I love you. My beast, my friend, my saviour, my protector, my lover, my everything. I, Harry James Potter, take you, Draco Forma Malfoy, to be my husband, in sickness and in health, through good times and in bad, for now and always."
Tonks smiled, handing Draco the ring she held and he reached for Harry's hand. He kept his eyes on Harry's as he slipped it on his lover's finger. "With this ring, I thee wed," he said softly.
Ron handed Harry the other ring, and Harry reached for Draco's hand, carefully slipping it over the claw and up his ring finger. "With this ring, I thee wed," he repeated.
Shacklebolt nodded, smiling. "Now you may kiss your husband," he said.
Draco smirked at his lover – his husband – arching his eyebrow. He leaned toward him, lips caressing Harry's.
Harry was too happy to simply kiss Draco softly. He threw his arms around Draco's neck and pulled him into a deep kiss.
Draco's hands went to Harry's hips and he tilted his head as Harry's tongue slid against his lips. There were some "awws" and laughter from the audience. Fred and George made "cat calls." Shacklebolt cleared his throat.
Harry slowly pulled back, kissing Draco a few more times. "I love you so much," he said happily, resting his forehead against Draco's.
"Always, my love," Draco whispered.
"Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter, I now pronounce you married," Shacklebolt announced, and their friends applauded.
Harry laughed, keeping his arms wrapped tightly around Draco's neck as he looked at everyone.
***
After the ceremony, they stood and were congratulated by what felt like half of the wizarding world. Draco wore a custom made black leather glove on his right hand so that he could shake hands and no one seemed to mind. He did notice that people stared at his other hand, but he wasn't sure if it was because of the claws or the ring.
Harry didn't know how many times he had already said thank you, and it looked like he would be saying it many more times. There was a large line of people waiting to congratulate them, but Harry was much too happy to get annoyed or even tired. He kept glancing at Draco – his husband – every chance he could get. It was almost as if he needed to look at him and see the ring, just so that he could be sure that he didn't just dream everything up.
Draco was relieved when it was time to get on with the reception. Champagne was poured and Tonks as his "best whatever" stood up to give her toast. She had turned her hair green to match her dress and their robes. "I have the fantastic job of being the first to toast the wedding of Harry and Draco. We know these two are perfect for each other. Hey, Remus and I have shared a house with them for as long as they've been together. It's more than being Draco's cousin that makes us family. These two are Godfathers to our two girls, the best babysitters you will ever find, and amazingly involved in making our lives and the lives of everyone they know better. They have so much love for each other it seems to spill out onto everything." She actually blushed at that and raised her glass. "To love overflowing."
Harry blushed as well, and raised his glass, smiling at Tonks in gratitude. Draco smirked and sipped his champagne.
Ron stood up next, looking around the group of people before he cleared his throat and began to speak, "What is there to say? I've known Harry since we were eleven, and I know that ever since then, I've been hoping that Harry would get the life that he has always truly deserved – a family, someone to love him and to appreciate him for the wonderful bloke that he really is. Imagine my surprise at who it turned out to be." He laughed, looking back at Harry. "You're making me all emotional, mate. Just ... to a lifetime of happiness." He raised his glass, nodding specifically toward Harry. He grinned and nodded back, raising his glass again.
Everyone drank and there were several more rounds of toasts with people praising them and some teasing them. Finally, it was time to dance and Draco was grateful for that. He took his husband's hand and led him out for the ‘first dance.’ Draco sighed as he took Harry into his arms, smiling down at him.
Harry smiled back, glad that Draco had begun to take him out dancing whenever it was possible. Now he knew how to dance, and was much better than in his fourth year of Hogwarts.
Draco gazed into Harry's eyes, smiling. "Ah, my beauty," he whispered. "Now my beautiful husband." He thrilled at using the word.
"Feels good doesn't it?" Harry asked, able to focus just on Draco's face. "After all these years, we can finally be recognised as a married couple."
"You feel good," Draco said, bending his head to capture Harry's lips with his own.
"You feel perfect," Harry whispered against his lips, his eyes sliding shut.
Even after so many years, holding Harry like this was arousing. But Draco had learned at least some measure of self control. They kissed and danced until their first song was done and then managed to pull back enough to dance with others, too. Draco made sure to put both gloves on then so that he didn't risk hurting anyone.
Almost as soon as they separated, Veronica and Elise ran over to dance with Harry and Draco, clinging to their robes and tugging on them. Harry laughed and picked up Veronica first, spinning her around as she giggled and squealed.
Draco bowed to Elise and held out his hands to her. She curtsied and then took his hands, smiling. They danced and smiled. "You will be going off to Hogwarts soon," he said. "You are growing up too fast."
Elise smiled and rolled her eyes in a good imitation of him. "Uncle Draco, you sound like mum."
Harry had stopped next to him, holding Veronica in his arms. "Same with you, missy, I don't know how much longer I'll be able to carry you around like this."
"Forever, Uncle Harry!" Veronica exclaimed.
"I don't know, I'm getting old!" Harry laughed.
Draco snorted at the idea of Harry getting old. "As long as you grow old with me," he teased.
"Sounds like a good plan, my husband," Harry said, leaning over to kiss Draco, earning him a loud 'ew!' from both Veronica and Elise.