Everything Else Could Wait

Silence.

Complete and utter silence.

Where once there was laughing and yelling and loud conversations, now there was silence.

All in the Hall stopped and stared at the doors, here before them was a sight that they had never thought to see.

Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy, holding hands and smiling into each other's eyes.

It was the silence that made them look away from each other. It was silence that they faced, when they turned to meet the astonished, and some angry, faces of their classmates.

Unconsciously the two lovers moved closer together. The dark haired one moving his arm possessively around the shorter silver haired boy.

No one moved. No one said anything.

Then from the right hand side of the room, the Gryffindor side of course, came a barreling red headed missile by the name of Ron Weasley, Harry Potter's best friend.

Stumbling to a stop in front of the two he gasped for breath before grounding out, "Get away from him, Malfoy."

Harry shook his head sadly at his best friend, "No Ron, Draco stays right where he is."

From the left-hand side of the room there came a shriek of rage.

Pansy Parkinson yelled shrilly, "Draco you are engaged to me. Get away from Potter now."

Draco smirked to the girl that he had secretly hated for years, "Can't Parkinson, I am marry Harry here instead."

There was a scuffle as the other Slytherins stopped her from raging over there. No use in her getting hexed for a boy that obviously didn't want her.

Harry turned to his silver haired prince and smiled gently down at him, "Oh, you are, are you?"

Draco smiled back all the love shining in his eyes, he asked innocently, "Oh, did I forget to ask?"

"Yes," came the whispered reply.

Draco smirked again, showing for the first time since they had walked thru the door the old Malfoy, "Oopps."

Ron had been struck speechless through the entire exchange. He looked from one to the other and was amazed at the depth of love shining in their eyes as they gazed at each other.

"Harry?" he whispered.

Harry tore his gaze from Draco's and turned to face Ron. This moment would determine if they would still be friends after tonight. He saw Ron's slight shake of his head and his heart broke. Ron was the only one Harry worried about accepting them. After all, Hermione had known for months. She was not happy with his choice but she accepted it.

She knew that this moment hinged on Ron's acceptance of Draco in Harry's life.

"Ron." Harry whispered back.

Ron said nothing, he just stared at his best friend. The minuets pasted and still he said nothing, he just stared.

Draco was getting impatient. He hated waiting and the Weasel was getting on his nerves. Reaching into his pocket he drew out the case that he had hidden there. He had bought the ring weeks ago, but had been too afraid to ask Harry. Now is a good a time as ever, he thought to himself.

Turning his back to the red haired boy, the Slytherin Prince shocked everyone, including Harry, when he kneeled in front of the Gryffindor Golden Boy.

Harry watched Draco with an unreadable expression on his face as the boy knelt in front of him.

"Harry, would you make me the happiest man on this earth by becoming my husband?" Draco asked in a voice filled with love and fear.

Both boys ignored the gasps of shock and the yells of anger mixed with the catcalls.

Harry kneeled down, copying Draco's stance. Taking his face in both of his hands he loving kissed him on the lips before whispering.

"Yes"

When they looked up Ron was nowhere to be seen and Draco had to catch Harry from faltering with disappointment.

Harry looked down at the man he had just pledged to marry and gave him a smile. Ron would be o.k. or he wouldn't, but right now, that didn't matter.

Harry was where he wanted to be.

Everything else could wait.