Chapter 35

                                        

                                              
The decorations were perfect. Fleur and Bill had put the finishing touches on the event. White benches were set up in the middle, with two ramps coming along either side to the archway in the center in front of a regal oak tree. Lilac flowers blossomed up and down the arch. Harry could see many flowers. He was currently hiding inside the house, in Ron's room, trying to keep from panicking. 
Why the hell did he pick such a complicated suit!? Well, it probably was the same for all suits. He was just overwhelmed. He was halfway into a full panic attack when Draco came in. He calmed him right down and held him until he could breathe easier. Hermione brought a Calming Potion in.
"Sorry... the clothes... the suit... I couldn't figure it out...."
Hermione nodded and shared a look with Draco. "Well, we are here to help. Just breathe."
He did and, between the three of them, they got him ready. The green suit looked fantastic. Draco was wearing a matching silver one that matched his eyes. He just realized why Draco picked the colors that he did.
"There, my fiancé, you look amazing! Dashing!" Draco exclaimed.
"So, do you," Harry mumbled, embarrassed that he had flipped out over getting dressed. 
"Hey... I love you," Draco said, making Harry look up into his eyes.
"Can we just skip the ceremony and be bonded already?"
"No," Hermione said.
"I agree with Granger. We need all the steps in between, Potter."
Harry sighed. "Okay...."
"Do you want to be alone with Ron and Hermione? I can go schmooze the guests into behaving. Ensure that there are no unauthorized guests and make sure George doesn't pull any pranks."
Harry giggled. "Okay. Hermione will watch out for me."
"And me," Ron said, coming in wearing fancy robes. His best man, a title he shared with Hermione.
Draco kissed him, again, and wandered off. Harry wanted to sit, but Hermione wouldn't let him – something about wrinkles. Harry looked at his best mates. "It's finally happening."
"Finally? You two were practically pushing to go sooner!"
Harry shrugged. "Too much stress in waiting. Waiting for the Equinox was long enough."
"Harry, you are sure? This is... there's no going back," Hermione warned.
"You waited months to tell us this was possible. Why did you? Neither Draco or I were interested in researching ways out. You could have waited a longer time."
"No... Draco... he felt so guilty that you were hurting because you hated the power over him. You were miserable every time you accidentally triggered it. It needed to be gone, but you both denied the traditional ways of dealing with it. And... you both were right... the magic wouldn't let go, unless you wanted the bond to be broken. You love him and he loves you," she said, gently.
Harry smiled. "I do. Fuck... how much longer?"
"Three hours," Ron responded.
"Three?!"
"No! Hush Ron! It's like thirty minutes. Breathe."
Harry glared at Ron. "Git. You don't think... we're being stupid?"
Ron shook his head. "Mate... you two are so mashed together that it's like your one person. You know that Malfoy talked to me about how impressed he was with my chess match against McGonagall's set? And even laughed about our Divination homework assignments. Fuck, mate... he knows everything about you. And do you know how much he's apologized for what he did to me? You know... when we're alone? We talk a lot... about you, him and how much he loves you. He's your soul mate... and I told Hermione that she needed to tell you both."