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Note: this was done on a whim. I wanted some fluff, so here you go.
Harry grinned at his friends as they all filtered in through his front door. Everyone of them would peck him on the cheek, or give him a hearty brotherly hug before laying their gifts down on a table in the living room. The pile was growing at a dramatic rate as more of his friends arrived. It was a big day for Harry Potter, he was turning twenty-four years old today. The war had been over for three years now, and he was celebrating his fourth year of marriage.
His relationship with Ginny just hadn't worked out, though both had tried very hard. They were just too different, to work it out. That and Harry had felt a more brotherly love for her. She had taken it badly. For a few months she wouldn't even talk to him. The remaining pieces of their friendship was nearly lost when Harry had announced his engagement to another. Then to add salt to the wound, his fiancee was the infamous Draco Malfoy.
With the war on the horizon, and the need for alliances they had all put aside their differences for the cause. Blaise had been the first to come over to their side, with a screeching, biting, and threatening Malfoy in tow. For months they had snapped and snarled at each other, with one incident with a hot pan of gravy that no one wanted to remember. Until someone tripped up, and their partner was put on the brink of death. Luckily they got out with only four broken ribs, two broken legs, one dislocated thumb, and a sprained wrist. Lets just sat there was a lot of cursing, and screaming for a long time afterwards. That was when everyone decided to stop acting like two years old and start working together like adults. Poor Mrs. Weasley nearly had a palpitation when she saw them sitting and laughing together.
Well, it seemed that friendship became something more between the two boys, in that same old and somewhat tired cliche. you know the one; boy meets boy, boys become friends; boys get married and adopt 13.6 kids, blah blah blah. Anyway, Harry moved on to become head Auror at the Ministry of Magic, while Draco traveled the world as an archeologist. Who knew that was the boys dream from childhood.
But back to the story, Ginny had gotten over Harry slowly, but not that slowly seeing as she shacked up with Theodor Nott not long after the news of their engagement got out. They were now on working on their second edition to the Weasley-Nott clan. Harry couldn't be happier, he had a beautiful and psychotic husband, great friends, and a family. The only thing that could make this day even better was the appearance of said husband. Unfortunately Draco had been called out to Bolivia after news of a tomb underground came to him. It was said that it was built around the time the ancient City of Atlantic sunk, it could be one the second magical civilizations in the world. Draco had refused at first, after getting the news that he most likely would not be around for Harry's birthday, but Harry pressed him to go. He knew how huge this must have been for Draco. So he went after days of debating and Harry packing his bags for him, and now Harry was alone on his birthday.
But no need to pout about. After all he had sent him, and Draco had promised a full two week vacation, and a promise that he was going to make his famous Cheesecake. Harry was holding him on this. Lunch was served and everybody tucked in, while chatting about everything and nothing, and just generally basking in the warm glow of family. Then it came time for presents, all the presents had been moved into the living room, so they could all gather around Harry as he opened them.
After receiving a laptop from Hermione, a huge book of pranks written and signed by the Weasley twins, a volume of books he had wanted for a year, that he had seen in Venice from Ron. Who had blushed crimson and muttered something about remembering he wanted them for a long time. Which was sweet because Ron seemed to have a photographic memory for these things. When all his presents were unwrapped Harry sighed, he hadn't gotten one from Draco. Noticing his sudden change in mood Blaise whipped out a box he had been holding behind his back.
"Sorry. I forgot about this for a minute. Draco said to put this in the telly after you finished opening your gifts."
Curiously Harry took it, and placed it in the DVD player, before turning it on. In only moments Draco stood in all his glory in the middle of the screen, and waved at the camera. Harry could tell that it was shot from Bolivia by the lush foliage in the background.
"This is my birthday surprise to you Smitty. Now hold on." Harry grinned lopsidedly at the nickname Draco often used for him. Where the hell he could have come up with a nick name like 'Smitty' they may never know.
Draco grinned, jogged off the screen then came back holding a pile of ballooned cue cards. The rest of the party laughed, even Harry did. Draco did have a tendency to make the tiniest things into tornado like explosions. The blonde fumbled with a cue card, before holding over his head, football crowd style.
'What it the best thing a man could give his Husband?'
There was a clamor of everyone jumping from their seat to answer. Blaise shouted 'a Strawberry Cheesecake!', so loudly that everyone turned around to stare at him before shouting themselves. Fred-or was it George?- screamed 'a life time supply of Qudditch gear, and magazines!', run seconded the motion. Draco shock his head vigorously and chucked the card over his shoulder and reached for another one.
'What is the one thing you always wanted?'
Everyone turned to Harry in breathless anticipation. Harry gasped and jumped from his seat excitedly.
"You got me an Xbox!"
Draco quirked the left side his mouth and chucked that cue card over his shoulder as well. Damn his husband could be dumb sometimes. Grumbling to himself he picked up the last card and held it high over his head.
'What is the best thing that only my love for you can make?'
Harry sighed, then smiled at the bouncing figure on the screen tenderly. Idly he rotated the silver ring on his left ring finger, he couldn't think of anything else in the world that could make him happier. Then to just have his Dragon in his life. Before he could answer there was a loud pop on the screen, then another sound like the crack of a whip in the kitchen.
Slow thudding foot steps rang through the now deathly quiet house, before a figure stood in the doorway. Draco stood almost timidly in the middle of the doorway, which was odd because Draco was not someone described as timid. Slowly he raised his hand and placed it over his chest as he spoke.
"Harry I want you to meet your birthday present." he smiled at the little frown of confusion on his husbands face.
Inthree short strides he went across the room until he was standing right in front of Harry, and kneeled before him.
"I want you to meet your son."
Draco leaned forward his hair tangling with Harry's unruly bangs as he pressed their foreheads together. Cat like eyes squinted lovingly at the man before him, as he took both his husbands large hands and placed them over his exposed stomach. Small tears of joy began to collect along the rims of Harry's eyes as he rubbed his thumbs lovingly over Draco's belly.
"Are your serious? I'm gonna be a Daddy?"
Draco grinned and shook his head against Harry's, making the other mans head shake with him. A startled happy laugh broke the silence as Ron clapped his hands. Ever one followed as they cheered for their friends.
"Alright were gonna be uncles!" the twins clicked their glasses together and grabbed Ron as they started dancing around the room. The couple ignored the rest, as they stayed exactly where they were. Draco leaned forward and brushed his lips gently across the his husbands lips ans chin, before whispering;
"Happy birthday Harry." and that was all he need to say.
DestineysMistake: well this was spontaneous, I don't know what came over me. Hope you like anyway. Please read and review.