Harry Potter and The Serpent King (BP5)
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A Long Way
Chapter Number/Total: 8/52
Chapter Title: A Long Way
Words: 2993 Words
Harry felt his eyes start to tear up as he stared at Draco, and he snorted at himself and shook his head. "I'm a bloody sap," he said, a few tears escaping. He sniffed and would have wiped his face if he didn't still have his arms around Draco's neck.
"Yes, you are." Draco smirked. "And, I suppose, so am I." He kissed his lover tenderly. "Happy Anniversary," he whispered against his lips.
Harry smiled and let out a small laugh as he kissed Draco back. "Happy Anniversary," he answered, kissing him softly one last time before pulling back to stare into the grey eyes he loved so much.
Draco smirked, looking down between them at the mess they had made. "You want to take a bath now?"
Harry smiled and nodded. "Help me down?" he asked, as his legs and arms were still around Draco.
Draco lifted Harry a bit, sliding out of him and then holding him while he brought his legs down. He was grinning at his husband.
Harry grinned back at Draco as he stretched his tight legs and arms.
Draco watched appreciatively at the play of muscle while Harry stretched. "I suppose it's a good thing I put a Warming Charm on the bath," he said, smiling.
Harry chuckled, kissing Draco lightly on the lips. "Yes, good thinking," he said. "You know us well."
Draco smirked and rolled his eyes. He took his husband's hand and led him to their large bathtub.
Harry allowed himself to be led over to the tub and happily slipped into the warm water, sighing.
Draco hummed happily as he sank into the water beside Harry and leaned back against the sloped end. "Yes," he said, "this is the way to celebrate."
Harry smiled widely and nodded, turning his body and then moving into Draco's lap. "Indeed it is," he said, eyes alight with happiness as he rested their foreheads together.
Draco placed little kisses at the corners of his husband's mouth.
The kisses made Harry smile even more and he wondered if he would ever be able to stop. He pulled back a little and bit his lip, though he was still smiling. "I ... have something for you ... sort of," he said, flushing a bit.
Draco raised an eyebrow and looked expectantly at the man in his lap.
Harry stared at Draco with a sheepish grin. "The water might ruin it," he said. "Maybe I should wait."
"What is it?" Draco asked, unable to contain his curiosity.
"Well, it's not really anything. Kind of stupid really, but ..." Harry shrugged. "I thought maybe you might like it."
Draco huffed. "Well, are you going to tell me?" he whined.
Harry snorted quietly. "Are you sure you want to know right now? Or do you want to wait for me to give it to you? Not that it's anything great. I told you it's sort of stupid."
"You are going to drive me crazy talking about it but not telling me," Draco said, huffing again as he pinched his lover's arse.
"Hey," Harry said with pretended indignance, jumping a little at the pinch. He waited a moment before he said simply, "It's a letter."
"You wrote me a letter?" Draco asked, smirking.
Harry rolled his eyes playfully at Draco's smirk. "See? Stupid," he said.
"No." Draco smiled. "Sounds wonderful. You have never written me anything before." He wound his arms around Harry, pulling him closer so that he was lying against him.
"You might think there's a good reason for that when you've finished reading it," Harry joked, happily taking in the amazing feeling of being pressed so closely to Draco.
Draco didn't say anything, choosing to press his lips over Harry's instead.
"Mmm," Harry let out, sighing. He moved his legs and feet gently against Draco's, playing with them under the water.
Draco hummed too, loving the silky feel of their bodies sliding against each other. He had removed his silver hand before getting in but was sliding his right hand along Harry's back and side.
Harry shivered at Draco's touch and kissed from his mouth to his chin and then back to his mouth again. Slow, gentle kisses so that he could savour this day, this moment.
Draco sank lower in the water and leaned his head back, offering his throat to Harry's attentions as he closed his eyes. The sensation of floating not just in the water but in Harry's attention was peaceful and erotic.
Harry smiled and gladly moved his mouth to Draco's neck, kissing there as well and adding just a bit of tongue and teeth.
Draco moaned, lifting his hips under Harry to rub against him more
Harry licked his own lips and smirked, bearing down against Draco as best he could. He slid his hands beneath his own chest to rest against Draco's, rolling his nipples gently between his fingers as he continued to suck, lick, and nip at Draco's neck.
"Oh, yes," Draco whispered, his breath speeding up.
Harry's smirk grew at the sound of Draco's quickened breathing and he ground their groins together, stirring up life there again effortlessly.
"Yours, yes," Draco gasped, his cock hardening quickly against Harry's.
"I suppose it's my turn with you now?" Harry said huskily, bringing his head up to lick at Draco's lips.
"Please, yes," Draco said, resting his left arm on the side of the tub so that he wouldn't slide under the water.
"Very good," Harry whispered, twisting Draco's nipples again before moving one hand down to rest tantalisingly close to Draco's cock.
Draco trembled, gasping again at Harry's treatment of his nipples and fighting the urge to thrust against his hand.
Harry licked his lips again and slid down Draco's body until his head was just above the water. He stared at Draco's face and waggled his eyebrows before taking a quiet, very deep breath and then slipping beneath the surface. He knew he wouldn't be able to do it for long, but he closed his mouth over Draco's cock, sucking on it as he moved fingers to his entrance, not pushing in yet, but very ready to.
"Oh, Gods!" Draco gasped, eyes widening in surprise. He grabbed the edge of the tub with his right hand and hung on.
Harry kept at it for as long as he could until he had to come up to breathe. He nearly laughed at the fact that he would rather be sucking Draco off than taking in air. He moved up again, sliding their skin together purposely before he closed his mouth over Draco's, still probing his entrance with his fingers.
Draco opened his mouth and spread his legs, giving over control to Harry.
Harry only had to think the spell before he was sliding oily fingers inside of Draco. He slipped his tongue into the blond's mouth, his eyes falling shut as he kissed him deeply.
"Mmm," Draco hummed, his tongue sliding against Harry's.
Harry took his careful time preparing Draco as he kissed him. He wanted Draco to feel every bit of this, wanted to give him the most pleasure possible, trying to make up for what he had done at Hogwarts a year ago, no matter if that one instance had led to all of this.
Draco moaned into Harry's mouth, trembling at his touch. He marvelled at the way his husband knew exactly how to touch him now.
Harry gently removed his fingers from Draco after several moments so that he could prepare himself to enter his lover. He licked softly at Draco's lips as he quickly lubed his own cock, the substance too oily for the water to wash away. "Do you want it like this?" he whispered. "I want to give you what you want."
Draco smiled, looking into those green eyes. "Yes. I want you inside me," he whispered.
Harry smiled too and kissed Draco softly. "I know," he whispered in return. "Do you want it like this? On your back?"
"Yes," Draco said, smiling again. He felt treasured and desired. It was perfect.
Harry nodded and kissed Draco softly again. He grasped Draco's legs in his hands and pulled them up slightly to make it easier to push into him, the movement effortless with the weightlessness the water provided. He guided his cock to Draco's entrance and slipped slowly inside him, inch by inch.
"Ahhhh," Draco sighed as his husband entered him, the water keeping him warm and relaxed.
Harry sighed shakily and kissed the skin just under Draco's chin, hands resting on the blond's sides. The small little hums and noises they both made were as incredibly sexy as they ever were and the sound of the gently lapping water made it all even sexier for some reason. The heat, and the noise, and the feel, and the smell of the candles even, all added to it.
"So good," Draco sighed. At the moment, Harry's magic was as warm and gentle as the water. He felt surrounded and filled with it.
"Yes," Harry whispered in agreement, moving a hand up Draco's side and then down his chest, grasping his hard cock lightly.
"Gods, yes," Draco gasped at the feel of Harry's hand on him and his cock moving inside him. The water formed little waves now as Harry fucked him.
Harry couldn't move too fast in the water, but that suited him fine. He wanted this to be slow, the way he knew Draco liked it. He stroked him in time with his long, deep thrusts, watching his face through heavy eyelids.
Draco's expression was a picture of ecstasy as he relaxed into the slow movements, feeling filled and pleasured deep inside. He forced himself to open his eyes and look into Harry's.
It was always so erotic to look at Draco when they fucked. There was just something about staring into those nearly silver eyes turned steely while he was inside Draco, something so ... soul connecting that it made Harry melt inside every time.
Draco felt like he could float there forever, rocked by Harry and looking into those green depths. Yet, he also felt his body building energy alongside Harry's and knew it would be a fantastic orgasm.
Harry was panting now, the movements getting to him and his lower half flooding with heat and pleasure. Keeping his hand moving expertly over Draco's cock, Harry continued his thrusting, mouth open slightly as he gasped.
"Yes, yes, yes," Draco began to chant softly, feeling the rise in power and pleasure.
Hearing Draco voice his pleasure, watching his face as his lips formed the words, sent Harry right over the edge without him even knowing it was going to happen so soon. He gasped loudly and moaned low in his throat, feeling blinded for a moment despite the fact that his eyes were still open.
Power rippled up his spine and over his skin, as Harry filled him with his heat. Draco's mouth was open in a long low moan, hand holding tight to the tub to keep from drowning.
Harry trembled and panted in the few moments after his orgasm, feeling weak and utterly delicious. He still felt very fucked from earlier and now he had done the fucking and he didn't know if there was a better way to feel. Satisfied in both places. He smiled.
Draco lay trembling and breathing deep, still feeling completely filled with his lover. "Definitely worth it," he said, remembering those early conversations in the Room of Requirement.
Harry hummed with happiness and kissed Draco before pulling out of him. "More than worth it," he said again.
Draco's eyes were soft in the afterglow, showing his affection as he looked at his husband. "I would not trade a minute of my life with you," he said, "for anything."
Harry beamed. He knew there was not an ounce of falseness in Draco's words. "Nor would I," he said, stroking Draco's wet hair.
"We should wash up, love," Draco chuckled, "because there is a little part of our life who is going to start demanding food soon, if he hasn't already."
Harry snorted. "Yes, he is quite the demanding type, isn't he?" he said, smiling.
"Cross between a dragon and lion." Draco laughed. "Oh, look out world!"
Harry laughed as well, grinning widely. "Let's get washed up then before he terrorises Fleur too much."
***
As they expected, Valen was crying for Harry by the time they went to collect him. Luckily, he calmed down quickly when he saw his fathers. Draco was now lying on his stomach in their bed watching his husband and child. He sighed happily at one of his favourite sights.
Harry grinned at Draco, sheepish again as he fed Valen. He didn't know if he wanted to bring the letter up again or just forget about it but, "Erm ... that letter's in my top dresser drawer if you want it. I'd planned on giving it to you myself, but our bundle of joy begs to differ." He smiled.
Draco grinned at his husband and slid out of bed, walking to the dresser and opening the drawer. He pulled out the parchment and brought it back to the bed. "Do you want to read it to me?" he asked.
Harry shrugged. "It'll sound stupid if I do," he said, flushing a little again. He didn't know why it was so embarrassing. It wasn't like he'd not said what was written on the parchment before.
Draco shrugged, smiling and sitting down where he could read and watch Harry at the same time. He unrolled the parchment and read:
Draco,
I know I have terrible handwriting, but I figured I'd give this a go. I don't know what you've done as I'm writing this, but I'm sure it's a million times better than this stupid letter. So, wow, we've been together a year. Does it seem that long to you? Not to me. Some days I feel like I should be waking up with you in the Room of Requirement. I can't believe how far we've come. I know how real it is - nothing has ever been more real to me - but I really can't believe it sometimes. I can't believe my luck at ending up with someone like you. I love you. I really, really, really love you. I would literally walk around the entire world for you - barefoot without giving it a moment's hesitation. Looking at you is amazing because no matter how often we're together, it never ceases to make me tingle - yes, you make me tingle. (I can see you smirking.) Just hearing your name makes my entire body respond. (And another smirk.) If looking at you and hearing your name does that to me, you can't even imagine what your touch does. We've been together every day and I still want to jump you at every opportunity; it sounds funny, but, Merlin, it's true. Even for something as simple as holding your hand. All of that still isn't enough to describe how much I love you. If love is my magic, the love I feel for you may possibly be enough to blow up the entire earth and then some. Okay, so that was cheesy, but I mean it. I love you, Draco. I love you and I always will. You've given me, literally, the best year of my life, no matter what we've already been through. You've given me everything I could possibly ever want and I know you'll continue to do it for the rest of my life. You make me the happiest man on the planet simply with your smile. I love you, my husband, the father of my child, my best friend. I want to spend many, many, many more years with you and I only hope they're half as good as this one has been. I love you.
Yours forever,
Harry
Draco read the letter, smirking in all the appropriate places and maybe a few inappropriate ones. By the time he'd reached the end, he had to read it again, and again. He wasn't even aware of the tear that slid down his cheek.
Harry watched Draco read his letter, biting his lip the entire time. He hoped he hadn't sounded too ridiculously thick and sappy.
Draco looked up with watery eyes and a very sappy smile on his face. He blinked and another tear escaped. He took a shuddering breath and then crawled across the bed to where his husband sat against the headboard, a now sleeping infant in his arms. The blond reached a trembling hand out and cupped Harry's face. "You never cease to amaze and delight me," he whispered. "I love you, Harry James Potter."
Harry let out a very quiet, happy laugh, staring at Draco adoringly. "I didn't mean to make you cry," he whispered, kissing Draco's tears.
Draco rolled his eyes. Harry had always made him cry more than anyone. He shuddered as the little kisses sent thrills down his spine. "Shall I put him in his cot?" he asked his husband.
Harry smiled and nodded. "He's out," he said quietly, looking down at the sleeping baby.
"Happy, contented baby," Draco said with a grin, knowing just how the infant felt. He reached and gently lifted Valen from his husband’s arms and placed him in the nearby cot. Then he turned back to Harry. "We have come a long way, you and I," he said, smiling.
"A very long way," Harry said, smiling gently too. "From throwing punches and hexing each other, to putting our son to bed."
Draco was already undressed and he pulled the covers down, sliding under them and pulling Harry down with him. "You can still punch or hex me if you like," he teased. "Even that turned me on."
Harry chuckled and settled in close to Draco, a hand on his chest. "You're amazing," he said, shaking his head. "Completely amazing."
Chapter Title: A Long Way
Words: 2993 Words
Harry felt his eyes start to tear up as he stared at Draco, and he snorted at himself and shook his head. "I'm a bloody sap," he said, a few tears escaping. He sniffed and would have wiped his face if he didn't still have his arms around Draco's neck.
"Yes, you are." Draco smirked. "And, I suppose, so am I." He kissed his lover tenderly. "Happy Anniversary," he whispered against his lips.
Harry smiled and let out a small laugh as he kissed Draco back. "Happy Anniversary," he answered, kissing him softly one last time before pulling back to stare into the grey eyes he loved so much.
Draco smirked, looking down between them at the mess they had made. "You want to take a bath now?"
Harry smiled and nodded. "Help me down?" he asked, as his legs and arms were still around Draco.
Draco lifted Harry a bit, sliding out of him and then holding him while he brought his legs down. He was grinning at his husband.
Harry grinned back at Draco as he stretched his tight legs and arms.
Draco watched appreciatively at the play of muscle while Harry stretched. "I suppose it's a good thing I put a Warming Charm on the bath," he said, smiling.
Harry chuckled, kissing Draco lightly on the lips. "Yes, good thinking," he said. "You know us well."
Draco smirked and rolled his eyes. He took his husband's hand and led him to their large bathtub.
Harry allowed himself to be led over to the tub and happily slipped into the warm water, sighing.
Draco hummed happily as he sank into the water beside Harry and leaned back against the sloped end. "Yes," he said, "this is the way to celebrate."
Harry smiled widely and nodded, turning his body and then moving into Draco's lap. "Indeed it is," he said, eyes alight with happiness as he rested their foreheads together.
Draco placed little kisses at the corners of his husband's mouth.
The kisses made Harry smile even more and he wondered if he would ever be able to stop. He pulled back a little and bit his lip, though he was still smiling. "I ... have something for you ... sort of," he said, flushing a bit.
Draco raised an eyebrow and looked expectantly at the man in his lap.
Harry stared at Draco with a sheepish grin. "The water might ruin it," he said. "Maybe I should wait."
"What is it?" Draco asked, unable to contain his curiosity.
"Well, it's not really anything. Kind of stupid really, but ..." Harry shrugged. "I thought maybe you might like it."
Draco huffed. "Well, are you going to tell me?" he whined.
Harry snorted quietly. "Are you sure you want to know right now? Or do you want to wait for me to give it to you? Not that it's anything great. I told you it's sort of stupid."
"You are going to drive me crazy talking about it but not telling me," Draco said, huffing again as he pinched his lover's arse.
"Hey," Harry said with pretended indignance, jumping a little at the pinch. He waited a moment before he said simply, "It's a letter."
"You wrote me a letter?" Draco asked, smirking.
Harry rolled his eyes playfully at Draco's smirk. "See? Stupid," he said.
"No." Draco smiled. "Sounds wonderful. You have never written me anything before." He wound his arms around Harry, pulling him closer so that he was lying against him.
"You might think there's a good reason for that when you've finished reading it," Harry joked, happily taking in the amazing feeling of being pressed so closely to Draco.
Draco didn't say anything, choosing to press his lips over Harry's instead.
"Mmm," Harry let out, sighing. He moved his legs and feet gently against Draco's, playing with them under the water.
Draco hummed too, loving the silky feel of their bodies sliding against each other. He had removed his silver hand before getting in but was sliding his right hand along Harry's back and side.
Harry shivered at Draco's touch and kissed from his mouth to his chin and then back to his mouth again. Slow, gentle kisses so that he could savour this day, this moment.
Draco sank lower in the water and leaned his head back, offering his throat to Harry's attentions as he closed his eyes. The sensation of floating not just in the water but in Harry's attention was peaceful and erotic.
Harry smiled and gladly moved his mouth to Draco's neck, kissing there as well and adding just a bit of tongue and teeth.
Draco moaned, lifting his hips under Harry to rub against him more
Harry licked his own lips and smirked, bearing down against Draco as best he could. He slid his hands beneath his own chest to rest against Draco's, rolling his nipples gently between his fingers as he continued to suck, lick, and nip at Draco's neck.
"Oh, yes," Draco whispered, his breath speeding up.
Harry's smirk grew at the sound of Draco's quickened breathing and he ground their groins together, stirring up life there again effortlessly.
"Yours, yes," Draco gasped, his cock hardening quickly against Harry's.
"I suppose it's my turn with you now?" Harry said huskily, bringing his head up to lick at Draco's lips.
"Please, yes," Draco said, resting his left arm on the side of the tub so that he wouldn't slide under the water.
"Very good," Harry whispered, twisting Draco's nipples again before moving one hand down to rest tantalisingly close to Draco's cock.
Draco trembled, gasping again at Harry's treatment of his nipples and fighting the urge to thrust against his hand.
Harry licked his lips again and slid down Draco's body until his head was just above the water. He stared at Draco's face and waggled his eyebrows before taking a quiet, very deep breath and then slipping beneath the surface. He knew he wouldn't be able to do it for long, but he closed his mouth over Draco's cock, sucking on it as he moved fingers to his entrance, not pushing in yet, but very ready to.
"Oh, Gods!" Draco gasped, eyes widening in surprise. He grabbed the edge of the tub with his right hand and hung on.
Harry kept at it for as long as he could until he had to come up to breathe. He nearly laughed at the fact that he would rather be sucking Draco off than taking in air. He moved up again, sliding their skin together purposely before he closed his mouth over Draco's, still probing his entrance with his fingers.
Draco opened his mouth and spread his legs, giving over control to Harry.
Harry only had to think the spell before he was sliding oily fingers inside of Draco. He slipped his tongue into the blond's mouth, his eyes falling shut as he kissed him deeply.
"Mmm," Draco hummed, his tongue sliding against Harry's.
Harry took his careful time preparing Draco as he kissed him. He wanted Draco to feel every bit of this, wanted to give him the most pleasure possible, trying to make up for what he had done at Hogwarts a year ago, no matter if that one instance had led to all of this.
Draco moaned into Harry's mouth, trembling at his touch. He marvelled at the way his husband knew exactly how to touch him now.
Harry gently removed his fingers from Draco after several moments so that he could prepare himself to enter his lover. He licked softly at Draco's lips as he quickly lubed his own cock, the substance too oily for the water to wash away. "Do you want it like this?" he whispered. "I want to give you what you want."
Draco smiled, looking into those green eyes. "Yes. I want you inside me," he whispered.
Harry smiled too and kissed Draco softly. "I know," he whispered in return. "Do you want it like this? On your back?"
"Yes," Draco said, smiling again. He felt treasured and desired. It was perfect.
Harry nodded and kissed Draco softly again. He grasped Draco's legs in his hands and pulled them up slightly to make it easier to push into him, the movement effortless with the weightlessness the water provided. He guided his cock to Draco's entrance and slipped slowly inside him, inch by inch.
"Ahhhh," Draco sighed as his husband entered him, the water keeping him warm and relaxed.
Harry sighed shakily and kissed the skin just under Draco's chin, hands resting on the blond's sides. The small little hums and noises they both made were as incredibly sexy as they ever were and the sound of the gently lapping water made it all even sexier for some reason. The heat, and the noise, and the feel, and the smell of the candles even, all added to it.
"So good," Draco sighed. At the moment, Harry's magic was as warm and gentle as the water. He felt surrounded and filled with it.
"Yes," Harry whispered in agreement, moving a hand up Draco's side and then down his chest, grasping his hard cock lightly.
"Gods, yes," Draco gasped at the feel of Harry's hand on him and his cock moving inside him. The water formed little waves now as Harry fucked him.
Harry couldn't move too fast in the water, but that suited him fine. He wanted this to be slow, the way he knew Draco liked it. He stroked him in time with his long, deep thrusts, watching his face through heavy eyelids.
Draco's expression was a picture of ecstasy as he relaxed into the slow movements, feeling filled and pleasured deep inside. He forced himself to open his eyes and look into Harry's.
It was always so erotic to look at Draco when they fucked. There was just something about staring into those nearly silver eyes turned steely while he was inside Draco, something so ... soul connecting that it made Harry melt inside every time.
Draco felt like he could float there forever, rocked by Harry and looking into those green depths. Yet, he also felt his body building energy alongside Harry's and knew it would be a fantastic orgasm.
Harry was panting now, the movements getting to him and his lower half flooding with heat and pleasure. Keeping his hand moving expertly over Draco's cock, Harry continued his thrusting, mouth open slightly as he gasped.
"Yes, yes, yes," Draco began to chant softly, feeling the rise in power and pleasure.
Hearing Draco voice his pleasure, watching his face as his lips formed the words, sent Harry right over the edge without him even knowing it was going to happen so soon. He gasped loudly and moaned low in his throat, feeling blinded for a moment despite the fact that his eyes were still open.
Power rippled up his spine and over his skin, as Harry filled him with his heat. Draco's mouth was open in a long low moan, hand holding tight to the tub to keep from drowning.
Harry trembled and panted in the few moments after his orgasm, feeling weak and utterly delicious. He still felt very fucked from earlier and now he had done the fucking and he didn't know if there was a better way to feel. Satisfied in both places. He smiled.
Draco lay trembling and breathing deep, still feeling completely filled with his lover. "Definitely worth it," he said, remembering those early conversations in the Room of Requirement.
Harry hummed with happiness and kissed Draco before pulling out of him. "More than worth it," he said again.
Draco's eyes were soft in the afterglow, showing his affection as he looked at his husband. "I would not trade a minute of my life with you," he said, "for anything."
Harry beamed. He knew there was not an ounce of falseness in Draco's words. "Nor would I," he said, stroking Draco's wet hair.
"We should wash up, love," Draco chuckled, "because there is a little part of our life who is going to start demanding food soon, if he hasn't already."
Harry snorted. "Yes, he is quite the demanding type, isn't he?" he said, smiling.
"Cross between a dragon and lion." Draco laughed. "Oh, look out world!"
Harry laughed as well, grinning widely. "Let's get washed up then before he terrorises Fleur too much."
***
As they expected, Valen was crying for Harry by the time they went to collect him. Luckily, he calmed down quickly when he saw his fathers. Draco was now lying on his stomach in their bed watching his husband and child. He sighed happily at one of his favourite sights.
Harry grinned at Draco, sheepish again as he fed Valen. He didn't know if he wanted to bring the letter up again or just forget about it but, "Erm ... that letter's in my top dresser drawer if you want it. I'd planned on giving it to you myself, but our bundle of joy begs to differ." He smiled.
Draco grinned at his husband and slid out of bed, walking to the dresser and opening the drawer. He pulled out the parchment and brought it back to the bed. "Do you want to read it to me?" he asked.
Harry shrugged. "It'll sound stupid if I do," he said, flushing a little again. He didn't know why it was so embarrassing. It wasn't like he'd not said what was written on the parchment before.
Draco shrugged, smiling and sitting down where he could read and watch Harry at the same time. He unrolled the parchment and read:
Draco,
I know I have terrible handwriting, but I figured I'd give this a go. I don't know what you've done as I'm writing this, but I'm sure it's a million times better than this stupid letter. So, wow, we've been together a year. Does it seem that long to you? Not to me. Some days I feel like I should be waking up with you in the Room of Requirement. I can't believe how far we've come. I know how real it is - nothing has ever been more real to me - but I really can't believe it sometimes. I can't believe my luck at ending up with someone like you. I love you. I really, really, really love you. I would literally walk around the entire world for you - barefoot without giving it a moment's hesitation. Looking at you is amazing because no matter how often we're together, it never ceases to make me tingle - yes, you make me tingle. (I can see you smirking.) Just hearing your name makes my entire body respond. (And another smirk.) If looking at you and hearing your name does that to me, you can't even imagine what your touch does. We've been together every day and I still want to jump you at every opportunity; it sounds funny, but, Merlin, it's true. Even for something as simple as holding your hand. All of that still isn't enough to describe how much I love you. If love is my magic, the love I feel for you may possibly be enough to blow up the entire earth and then some. Okay, so that was cheesy, but I mean it. I love you, Draco. I love you and I always will. You've given me, literally, the best year of my life, no matter what we've already been through. You've given me everything I could possibly ever want and I know you'll continue to do it for the rest of my life. You make me the happiest man on the planet simply with your smile. I love you, my husband, the father of my child, my best friend. I want to spend many, many, many more years with you and I only hope they're half as good as this one has been. I love you.
Yours forever,
Harry
Draco read the letter, smirking in all the appropriate places and maybe a few inappropriate ones. By the time he'd reached the end, he had to read it again, and again. He wasn't even aware of the tear that slid down his cheek.
Harry watched Draco read his letter, biting his lip the entire time. He hoped he hadn't sounded too ridiculously thick and sappy.
Draco looked up with watery eyes and a very sappy smile on his face. He blinked and another tear escaped. He took a shuddering breath and then crawled across the bed to where his husband sat against the headboard, a now sleeping infant in his arms. The blond reached a trembling hand out and cupped Harry's face. "You never cease to amaze and delight me," he whispered. "I love you, Harry James Potter."
Harry let out a very quiet, happy laugh, staring at Draco adoringly. "I didn't mean to make you cry," he whispered, kissing Draco's tears.
Draco rolled his eyes. Harry had always made him cry more than anyone. He shuddered as the little kisses sent thrills down his spine. "Shall I put him in his cot?" he asked his husband.
Harry smiled and nodded. "He's out," he said quietly, looking down at the sleeping baby.
"Happy, contented baby," Draco said with a grin, knowing just how the infant felt. He reached and gently lifted Valen from his husband’s arms and placed him in the nearby cot. Then he turned back to Harry. "We have come a long way, you and I," he said, smiling.
"A very long way," Harry said, smiling gently too. "From throwing punches and hexing each other, to putting our son to bed."
Draco was already undressed and he pulled the covers down, sliding under them and pulling Harry down with him. "You can still punch or hex me if you like," he teased. "Even that turned me on."
Harry chuckled and settled in close to Draco, a hand on his chest. "You're amazing," he said, shaking his head. "Completely amazing."