How Can It Be. . ?

Harry and Draco arrived at their new home. It was furnished in plush chairs and sofas, mahogany tables, silver work tops, gold painted cupboards. The living room walls and dining room walls were a rich red colour and a bright green in the kitchen and bathrooms. Harry and Draco's room was lavishly furnished and was by far the biggest bedroom in the three bedroom house.

It had a silver bed that changed daily to gold and back to silver the next. The fine silk sheets were charmed to take the opposite colour to the bed. The carpet was a deep green and the walls a deep red. There were two wardrobes made from oak, as was the two dressers. The windows had the most amazing view of the grounds.

The two guest rooms were decorated accordingly with furniture to match. Red and gold for Harry's guests. Green and silver for Draco's. All three bedrooms had en suite bathrooms and there was also a main bathroom. The study was decorated with midnight blue walls and a black carpet. It held over two thousand books and there were several couches and two desks. It was the biggest room in the house.

Harry and Draco settled on the living room sofa cuddled up together. They watched the fire flicker in the breeze coming down from the chimney. They sat silently for a while.

"Harry?"

"Hmm."

"I think we should write out our guest lists tomorrow, separately. Then write out the invitations together. We know where and when it is being held so we might as well write them out as soon as possible so we can focus on the more important details."

"Like?" Harry asked when Draco had finished.

"Food, seating arrangements, our robes, the decorations, best men, rings, the reception party, vows and the honeymoon. Just to name a few," Draco listed off. Harry had gone a bit dizzy just thinking about all the things they needed to do. He nodded into Draco's hair.

"But tonight I'm going to do us something quick for dinner and we're going to settle in here, ok?" Harry said smirking at Draco. Draco smiled and nodded. Harry went into the kitchen and made them bacon sandwiches. Once they had finished eating they took their trunks into their bedroom and unpacked them.

. . .

When they had finished unpacking they went and washed up and got into bed. Harry was wearing his boxers and a t-shirt and Draco was wearing green silk pyjamas. Draco put his head on Harry's chest. They lay like that for a while. Harry took hold of Draco's chin and gave him a kiss.

Soon they were roaming each other's mouth with their tongues. Harry ran his hand down Draco's torso. Draco growled somewhere in the back of his throat. Harry started undoing the buttons of Draco's pyjama top. Draco pulled Harry's shirt off. Harry slid under the covers and pulled Draco's trousers off, gently brushing his mouth over Draco's growing erection. Draco grabbed Harry gently by the hair and directed him to where he wanted his mouth to be. Harry resisted teasingly. Draco groaned.

"Please?" Draco pleaded. Harry ignored this moving further up Draco's body until he was on top on his again, gently moving his hips towards Draco. Draco grabbed Harry and pulled him close, his erection rubbing against Harry's. Harry leaned down and captured Draco's mouth for a kiss. Draco rolled Harry over so Draco was on top and slid down the under the covers, taking Harry's fully grown erection into his mouth.

"Oh, Draco," Harry murmured. Draco smiled slightly and slid up so his erection was nearing entry. Harry grabbed Draco and pulled him close, getting the effect he wanted as Draco was forced inside him. Draco started to pull away just before he was about to slip out he thrust back in, earning him a gasp. He repeated the movement.

"Oh my god, yeeees," Harry moaned grabbing Draco's shoulders tightly. Draco took Harry's erection in his hand and moved it along with his thrusts.

. . .

Draco awoke to find the bed next to him empty. He sat up and stretched. Looking around him he noticed that the bedroom door was left ajar. Getting up and pulling on his dressing gown he made his way down the stairs. He stopped upon hearing raised voices.

"YOU ARE NOT WORTHY OF HIM POTTER! HE HAS AN OBLIGANTION TO HIS FAMILY!"

"HE HAS AN OBLIGATION TO HISELF AS WELL! DRACO HAS THE RIGHT TO BE HAPPY!" Harry shouted back. He heard a women's voice say something but couldn't hear.

"HARRY?" Draco called, thinking it for the best. The living room door opened to reveal his father. "Father, what are you doing here?" he implored glaring down at his 'father'. Then Harry appeared at the door.

"Draco, you're awake at last. There's breakfast in the kitchen if you would like some," Harry said as if there was nothing wrong.

"No, I'm fine at the moment. I'll be even better when I find out what he is doing here," Draco replied pointing at his father as he moved down the last three stairs. He walked over to Harry, leant up and gave him a kiss.

"Draco what do you think you're doing?" Lucius growled at his son. Draco raised his eyebrows at him.

"Well, I think I'm kissing my fiancé. Why what do you think I'm doing?" Draco replied defiantly, glaring at Lucius as he put his arm around Harry's waist.

"Your fiancé? I don't think so, no son of mine is marrying a mudblood man!" Lucius screamed back.

"Then I am no son of yours. Please leave now before I am forced to call the Aurors," Draco replied. Lucius went to hit his son across the face but something grabbed his arm. He turned to find his wife, Narcissa, holding onto his arm.

"Don't you dare hit him Lucius, just don't you dare," Narcissa said glaring up at him. Lucius throw her off him and turned back to hit Draco but found him nowhere. Then just as he registered this fact the front door burst open and three Aurors came in. They disarmed him and arrested him.

"I'll make sure you don't marry that filthy mudblood Draco. Mark my words! And when your back in your right mind I'll make sure he pays for this and you are punished accordingly!!!" Lucius screeched as he was dragged away by the Aurors. They could hear him yelling all the way down the front path until they were past the boundaries to Disapperate to the ministry. Draco returned to the hall with a slice of toast in his hand. Narcissa turned to her son and his fiancé.

"I'm sorry, I tried to stop him coming but I couldn't. I came with him to make sure he didn't do anything to you. Oh, Draco, my darling son, are you sure this is what you want," Narcissa said slowly. When Draco nodded she pulled him into a hug, she then turned to Harry. "Keep him safe please, I have almost lost my husband please don't let me lose my son as well," She pleaded. When Harry assured her that he would do anything and everything in his power to keep Draco safe he too was pulled into a hug.

They all moved into the kitchen for breakfast. They all sat around talking, eating, drinking and laughing. Finally they reached the uncomfortable subject of Lucius.

"What are you going to do mother?" Draco asked as he put his tea back on the table. Narcissa thought for a moment.

"Well, I most certainly do not want to be near him now. He has threatened you both because you want to be happy. The ministry won't be able to keep him long. But I may have to stay at the manor, I have nowhere else to go that he won't and can't come after me," Narcissa said. Harry and Draco looked at each other for a moment.

"You can come and live here if you so please, we were planning on extending the house anyway," Harry said finally.

"I wouldn't want to cause you too much hassle. Besides Lucius can get here now," Narcissa said.

"That can be fixed, we can adjust the wards so he can't get through," Harry said quickly. Draco nodded.

"If it wouldn't be too much hassle for you. Just until I find my own house of course," Narcissa said.

"You can stay as long as you want mother. We would much appreciate your help with planning the wedding," Draco said.

A few weeks later they had all the invitations written out and Narcissa was going through their choices. She left Harry's list alone and added a few to Draco's list. Then she went to Diagon Alley to a printer that she knew. She collected some samples, so that Harry and Draco could choose one for their wedding invitation.

. . .

"I like this one, Draco," Harry said, as they sat in the main living room going through the invitation samples Narcissa had pick up for them. It was a silver and gold one. The pattern was a simple heart design where the writing would be. "I think it shows both of us, love. What do you think?"

"I like it but I also like this one," Draco replied, he held up a green and black one, it had little stars on it, not many but they were there. Harry raised an eyebrow as he looked at Draco's preference. "What? It's a nice design and nice colours."

"It most certainly reflects you, but don't you think that we should choose something that reflects both of us?" Harry responded slowly. Draco shook his head with a look of shock on his face. "We should get a mutual decision on this, we will never agree will we?" Again Draco shook his head. Harry stood up and pulled Draco up to.

"Where are we going?" Draco asked, with a look of mild surprise on his face. Harry walked to the fire place and grabbed the pot of floo powder and took a handful as Draco joined him. Harry through the powder into the flames and they turned bright green. They both stepped in and Harry said, "Diagon Alley."

They stepped out of the flames at the Leaky Cauldron. They dusted themselves off and walked up to the bar. Harry found a random wizard.

"Which one do you like?" Harry asked this wizard, who looked quite confused.

"Erm. . . the gold and silver one," he said, still looking confused.

"Thank you," Harry said and gave him a sickle. He turned round to Draco and said, "There the choice has been made and there can be no arguments between us, we both liked the gold and silver one so we will have that one." Draco nodded.

"Drink or go back home?" Draco asked. "I feel like a drink." Harry agreed and they both ordered a glass of elf made wine from Tom the barkeeper. With drinks in hand they made their way to a table at the back of the pub. They sat down and started talking about wedding plans.

"I think we should order our robes while we're in Diagon Alley, it would be easier instead of coming back next week, don't you?" Draco asked Harry with his head tilted to the side and an expectant look on his face. Harry seemed to be thinking.

Finally he said, "What colour scheme shall we have? I don't want the traditional black and white. I think something and silver. Maybe silver and black or green." This time it was Draco's turn to ponder. Suddenly his face lit up.

"Silver and gold! To match the invitations and honour our houses from Hogwarts," Draco said triumphantly. Harry grinned.

"I have it, the wedding will be outside so the grass will be green, we can have red flowers and a marquee and everyone wears silver and gold, Perfect!" Harry exclaimed loudly. Draco grinned and nodded.

They made their way to Gringotts to get some money out of their vaults, two mad cart rides later they stood outside the bank. They made their way to Madam Malkins. They entered the shop and a bell rang.

"I'll be right there," a voice called from the back of the shop. Harry and Draco only waited a few minutes when Madam Malkins joined them. They requested a sample book of all gold and silver material available and started going through it. Soon they had picked out a few samples to try. After Madam Malkins had walked around the shop getting all the different materials they requested to see and put them in a pile, Harry stood up and let Madam Malkins hold the material up against him so Draco could decide which material was the best. He chose a plain, light silk material in gold and it was his turn to get up.

As Madam Malkins held material up against him he got more and more agitated. Eventually there was a fine, silk material that seems to shine and glisten. Harry pointed and said, "That's the one for you, love." They were then measured. After they paid from them and arranged to have them sent to their house they walked hand in hand to the end of the alley so that they could go home.

Once at home they showed Narcissa the material they had selected for their robes and the colour scheme the wedding would have. Narcissa sent the list of guests, dress code and venue as well as the sample they had chosen (Which she had loved) off to the printer to have them ready by the following week.

Their robes took two weeks to arrive. They hung them up in one of the newly built spare room and put charms on them so that nothing could touch them. As wedding plans continued to fall into place, Harry and Draco were becoming more used to the stress. Harry had asked Professor Dumbledore to preside over the ceremony and bonding. When he told Draco and Narcissa about Dumbledore, they both wore looks of complete surprise that he had agreed due to Lucius' attempts to have him discredited.

. . .

Two months before the wedding was due to take place Harry went to see Ron.

"Hi Harry, come in Hermione was just about to make tea," Ron said as he opened the front door.

"Thanks Ron but it's just a quick visit, I need to talk to you," Harry replied. Ron looked slightly confused but showed Harry into his study and they sat down on the leather sofa's.

"What did you wanna talk about, Harry?" Ron asked after they had settled down, looking intently at Harry.

"Well as you know its two months until Draco and me get married and I need a best man. Ron, will you be my best man?" Harry said blushing slightly. Ron's jaw dropped and he stared blankly at Harry. Harry started waving his hand in front of Ron's face just before Hermione came in.

"Ron, here's your t-. ." Hermione said walking into the study but trailing off when she saw Ron staring blankly and Harry looking sheepish. "What did you do, Harry?" she scolded.

"I asked him to be my best man and then he went like this," Harry said as he snapped his fingers in front of Ron's face. Hermione walked over and kissed him, he didn't kiss back for a few moments but then started to kiss back so Hermione pulled away.

"Yes, Harry, I'll be your best man," Ron nearly shouted as he pulled Harry into a hug, a manly-best-friend hug. Hermione pounced after a few moments not wanting to be left out and joined their hug. She pulled away and ran to the kitchen and came back to the study with three glasses and a bottle of Firewhiskey.

"TOAST!" she shrieked, putting the glasses down on the desk and pouring each a shot and said, "To Harry and Draco!" Harry and Ron echoed her and tossed back their shots.

. . .

"I have to go really, it was good to drink to everything under the sun and most above it but I really need to get back home, Narcissa will find me, drag me home by my ear and lock me in a room until she is satisfied that I have been punished enough," Harry said, as Hermione was trying to shove another shot into his hand. Harry took the shot walked towards the fire, next to the desk, grabbed a handful of floo power, tossed back his shot put the glass on the table and left.

. . .

"Harry, there you are, into the kitchen now, dinner is prepared and you need to eat. Also where have you been? You went to visit Ron nearly six hours ago, you said you would be an hour tops. Oh, don't worry, I bet you just got tied up talking and telling them about how the planning is going. Did Ron say yes? Will he be your best man? Have you arranged a time to go and get his robes? Here you go, Harry sit down and eat," Narcissa started this hyperactive speech the second Harry had arrived in the living room, via the Floo from Ron and Hermione's. He had been pushed into the kitchen without really having a chance to say much.

"Yes, I know I was a long time, Hermione got started on the Firewhiskey and every time I tried to leave she shoved another glass in my hand, terribly sorry about that. Yes, Ron did say that he would be my best man. No, we have not set a time or day to get his robes because I asked him, he froze and looked like a goldfish, Hermione brought him back to reality, he hugged me, said yes the next thing I know is I have a glass of Firewhiskey in my hand. He's far to drunk at the moment to get much sense out of him so I'll owl him tomorrow, that's seems the best course of action right now," Harry said. Draco entered the kitchen unseen by Harry, snuck up behind Harry, wrapped him arms around him, gave him a kiss and sat down opposite him.

"So?" Draco said once he had sat down. "What did he say?" Harry nodded his head to signal that Ron had said yes because he had a mouthful of food at the time. "Well that's great Harry, we should have a toast," Draco said starting to stand up when Harry shook his head violently. Harry swallowed heavily.

"No, I've already toasted to everything under the sun with Ron and Hermione, I really don't need any more alcohol tonight, thanks," Harry said. Draco nodded.