How Can It Be. . ?

“Home?” Draco said, taking Harry’s hand.

“There’s one place I have to go first. You coming with me or going home?” Harry responded. ‘Home’ being the cosy little house they had brought on the outskirts of London over the Easter holidays.

“Will you be long?” Draco said.

“Shouldn’t be.”

“Ok I’ll come with you.” With that they found an empty alley, sent their trunks and owls home. They apparated to number four Privet Drive.

Harry let them in.

“Uncle Vernon? Aunt Petunia? Dudley?” Harry called out. Someone yelled from the garden. Harry led Draco to the garden to find his relatives sitting in the shade.

“Oh you’re back, are you?” Harry’s uncle said.

“Yes I’m back and I would like you to meet my fiancé, Draco,” Harry replied. Draco stepped out from behind Harry. Harry took his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze for encouragement.

“Hello, a pleasure to meet you all at last,” Draco said head held high as he offered his hand to them. Uncle Vernon took Draco’s hand and gave it a shake looking mildly impressed. Both Aunt Petunia and Dudley shook Draco’s hand.

“Go fetch more ice, boy,” Uncle Vernon barked.

“Okay,” Harry raised a hand and some ice appeared out of thin air. He then handed it to his uncle.

“As you know I am now longer staying here. Me and Draco have ourselves a home. I would like to warn you that you shall be receiving an invitation to our wedding in around three weeks’ time. The wedding will be held in August,” Harry informed the three. “Wedding? I bet it will be shoddy and under paid for,” Uncle Vernon said.

“Actually it will cost around one million Galleons which is around two million English pounds. No Malfoy will have a cheap, disgusting wedding,” Draco said aghast. Harry’s aunt, uncle and cousin blinked stupidly at them.

“Well then, we will try our utmost to attend,” Aunt Petunia said, glaring at her husband and son.

“Splendid, we shall send an invitation in around three weeks. If you would like I am able to arrange a car and driver to escort you to and from the wedding safely,” Draco said.

“Yes that would be wonderful,” Uncle Vernon said.

. . .

As Harry and Draco left the garden, Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon and Dudley put their heads together and started discussing the wedding and Harry’s fiancé’s manner.

Harry and Draco went to Harry’s old room and collected a few things. Then Harry swept his hand around the room to clean it. They then disapparated to their new home to begin planning their wedding and bonding.