Sorry for the awful wait everyone. I hope you like the ending it took me ages to write it, and then like what I wrote. This is exactly what I wanted, but it's pretty darn close. I will post the epilogue some time this week also.

Review and let me know what you think. 3 Ink

Chapter Fifteen

"Harry, if you don't calm down, you're going to be sick." Hermione said watching her best friend fidget in his dress robes.

"Harry?" Ron asked crossing the large bathroom.

"I'm fine," Harry hissed from where he was leaning against the sink. He closed his eyes, before leaning again as he felt as if his stomach was going to come up.

"Harry?" Narcissa asked softly shooing the rest of the people out of the room. "Come on sweetie, deep breaths."

Harry nodded, leaning even more before taking a deep breath. "Don't worry, I'm going to marry your son, cause I love him, I'm just really nervous."

"I can understand, but I'm sure that Draco would rather not have you hyperventilating." Narcissa said rubbing the boy's back.

"I love him so much," Harry looked over at her. "I'm terrified, what is he thinking?"

"That he loves you, and wants to spend the rest of his life with you," Narcissa grinned seeing Harry look up at her.

"I'm nothing more then the boy-who-wouldn't-die, why me?" Harry asked straightening up to look at his soon to be mother-in-law.

"Because he loves you, and you love him." Narcissa said. "Beyond his money, and beyond his quarks, you love him for him, and nothing else."

"None of that matters to me," Harry said laughing. "You know my first day here with him, I said to myself no matter how much he tries, if I didn't like him I wouldn't stay."

"But you fell in love," Narcissa grinned.

"I did," Harry grinned, feeling better. He moved to pull on the rest of his outfit, Madam Malkin had finished it. And Harry loved the feel and the look of it. Dressed in off white, he found that he liked how he looked.

"You are a vision," Narcissa grinned watching as Madam Malkin moved around the brunet, charming Harry's hair into submission. She watched the boy in the mirror.

"You are," Madam Malkin said seeing the boy smile, "I have to say this is a beautiful outfit." Finishing charming Harry's hair into an elegantly arranged mass of black rather than a tousled crow's nest, she slid her wand back up her sleeve.

"Merlin you look fantastic," Harry turned, smiling as he saw Arthur Weasley peek his head inside.

"Thanks," Harry glanced back at Madam Malkin, seeing the woman nod. Walking towards his surrogate father, Harry felt nervous butterflies in his stomach.

"Ready?" Arthur asked seeing that his son was slightly pale.

"Yes," Harry replied leaning against Arthur when the man wrapped a comforting arm around his shoulders. They made their way down the stairs and through the grand foyer. Harry paused by the patio doors; he could see the people in the gardens. "There's a lot of people."

"You'll do fine," Arthur said seeing Harry glance at him.

"I hope so," Harry said softly seeing Blaise stroll toward him.

"Oh, wow you look handsome," He said softly glancing between Harry and Arthur. "We'll be starting in about five minutes."

"Alright," Harry said turning his attention back to the outside. He could see Draco, talking with Xenophilus Lovegood, and Minister Shaklebolt who would be performing the ceremony. He smiled as he watched his lover; he could hardly believe the handsome git had fallen for him.

Suddenly feeling an undeniable need to be with his lover, Harry started to step outside. He felt Arthur grab his arm, but looking back he raised an eyebrow. Smiling, he leaned in kissing Arthur on the cheek before pulling away. He didn't need Mr. Weasley to give him away, because he already belonged to Draco.

When he saw Draco look at him, his entire world narrowed to those silver eyes. Harry felt his heart clinch, those eyes were his entire world. He couldn't help smiling as he stopped before his lover and soon to be, husband. He watched as Draco raised an eyebrow, but the blond smiled.

Harry was only slightly aware when the music started to play. Keeping his eyes on the man he loved, Harry took several deep breaths. He almost felt like he was going to hyperventilate, but feeling warm hands on his face calmed his racing heart.

Draco, who was still surprised at Harry's sudden appearance, couldn't tear his eyes from his lover's happy face. Taking Harry's arm, he turned them towards where the people waited. His Mother and Mother Weasley had created a beautiful setting; their backdrop was the rose garden planted in his sister's memory. Draco couldn't have been more pleased, feeling that in some way his baby sister was sharing this special day with him. He watched as people stood, and started down the isle towards Kingsley who would be performing the ceremony.

"Please be seated," Kingsley said. "I am Minister for Magic, Kingsley Shacklebolt and I have the privilege to be performing Draco and Harry's union which we are here today to witness. This is the union of two individuals in heart, body, magic, and souls. Therefore, this union is not to be entered into lightly, but reverently, honestly, and deliberately. And it is into this union that Draco and Harry come now to be joined."

After a few seconds Kingsley continued.

"Draco you have chosen Harry to be your life partner. Will you love and respect him? Will you be honest with him always? Will you stand by him through whatever may come?" Minister Shacklebolt asked.

"I will," Draco answered softly.

"Harry you have chosen Draco to be your life partner. Will you love and respect him? Will you be honest with him always? Will you stand by him through what ever may come?"

"I will." Harry smiled, seeing the soft smile that Draco returned.

"Draco and Harry, now we come to the binding of your magic, you will now please turn and face each other. Place your palms together, looking at each other." Draco and Harry did as they were instructed.

"Repeat each phrase together after I have spoken them,"

I bind myself to thee,

"I bind myself to thee,"

I do so freely having no previous commitments,

"I do so freely having no previous commitments,"

I give of my magic to thee that we might share of ourselves completely,

"I give of my magic to thee that we might share of ourselves completely,"

As we are of one heart, one mind, one soul, one love let us not therefore be separated henceforth,

"As we are of one heart, one mind, one soul, one love let us not therefore be separated henceforth,"

As it is spoken, so mote it be.

"As it is spoken, so mote it be."