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Sitting in the dark, the light of the television illuminated Draco’s pale face.
His eyes burnt and it was past 3 a.m. but he couldn’t look away.
Grey static.
Grabbing the remote, Draco squinted at it and rewound the tape back to the start.
Harry’d been the one to convince him, and true to his nature, Draco had resisted. He’d resisted a lot of things in his life. Apologising to Hermione, becoming an Auror, visiting the Burrow. But Harry had made it clear:
Mudblood needed to be apologised for.
Draco had all the makings of being a great Auror and he’d be wasting his time following his father’s footsteps.
And he needed to accept the Weasleys.
Draco hadn’t wanted to. But Harry, cunning almost-Slytherin that he was, had seduced him with his wiles and promise of his sweet hole.
Of course Draco had given in.
But, he was still him. And Muggle technology... With hindsight, he could admit that it’d been foolish. Looking at the film playing out in front of him now, he was so incredibly thankful for it.
Watching as Harry got ready the morning of their wedding with rapt attention, Draco shifted. He’d been so beautiful that day. Radiant even. Bright skin and eyes looking up so lovingly at Draco. The white of his marriage robes made him look almost fake; like a mirage meant to entice and trap Draco.
Harry’d made a face at first. But when Draco had explained, “I’d fade away all in white. You on the other hand will be made effulgent,” Harry had blushed beautifully and accepted.
Laughing, Draco watched as Harry slipped on a black garter and winked at the camera. It’d been a lovely surprise on the night of their honeymoon. Draco’d nearly gone feral and Harry laughed joyfully when Draco mouthed at it. But in time his giggles had turned into moans.
Palming his crotch, Draco fast forwarded to the ceremony. His mother discreetly dabbed at her eyes. He hadn’t seen that at the time, but he was glad for it now.
Suddenly, a scratchy voice came from behind him. “Draco?” Rubbing at his eyes, Harry pouted. “Come back to bed.”
“I love you, Harry.”
Harry smiled. “I love you too. Now come back to bed and show me how much you love me.”
Immediately, Draco was up.
The sounds of their matrimony were left playing in the dark behind him.