"I... I feel I must accept any assistance you can provide. I want my grandson back," she offered a handshake to him, which he accepted.
Draco nodded. "Thank you, Lady Longbottom. I will start as soon as my husband grants me time to do it."
Harry blushed and she laughed, "I suppose you mean sex. I've lived a long life, boys. Best of wishes to you both and a happy marriage," she said and left.
Harry gave Draco a look and hugged him. Sap.
Yes, you are, Draco responded.
Harry smiled, and the rest of the evening flowed perfectly. They danced... well, Draco did and pulled Harry along. Aunt Andy and Mrs. Weasley danced with each of them, in the mother-son dance. Mrs. Weasley hugged him so much. Aunt Andy promised to keep close to Draco and Harry after the wedding. Later, they shoved cake into each other's faces and endured some roasting toasts from their friends. Blaise did not shy away from revealing Draco's childhood escapades. 
When Harry and Draco got home, Draco pulled him into a kiss in front of the fire... the hearth. Welcome home, husband, he said, mentally.
Husband, Harry preened. Are we going to speak mentally for everything?
"If you want," Draco said and mentally added, but I love hearing you in my head.
"We probably should talk to each other every once in a while, though," Harry said, and kissed him, again.
Thoughts went through the link. It was amazing to feel Draco at every moment. Suddenly, he felt his excitement. 
What? Harry pressed.
"I have a promise to keep," Draco said and splayed his hand on Harry's chest. You're very overdressed.
Harry shivered at the idea of being naked... to say their vows again without any layers on. Draco slowly started taking off Harry's wedding robes until he was nude, standing in front of Draco, who was still in all his finery. It was the normal that Harry expected. Draco had clothes on whenever he came down the stairs. Many times, he didn't take them off unless Harry wanted sex. Harry kissed him.
"You take such good care of me... do you want to leave them on?" Harry asked, letting Draco know that he was fine with either decision.
No, my love. I just wanted to connect, again, he said, silently.
Harry nodded and reached out to his chest to take his robes off. Undress him like Draco had done for him. He kissed every spot that he revealed, making Draco very hard with anticipation. It took longer than it should have, even kissing Draco's prick, when he lowered his boxers. Harry was kneeling before Draco. Neither of them had a stitch of clothing on. He knew what he wanted. He wanted completion.
He stared at Draco's prick. He wanted to do it here... in this position... doing this. He kissed Draco's member, looked up into Draco's eyes and getting permission, his hands clenched behind his back.
"I, Harry James Potter, swear on my life and magic to give you, Draco Lucius Malfoy, my heart and my soul. I bind my soul to yours for as long as we both shall live," Harry said, again, as he took his Draco's cock. He sucked long and hard, and Draco came down his throat. Their link hummed with love and devotion. 
When Draco came down, he dropped to his knees, too. I haven't been attentive enough, Draco declared and proceeded to summon their red silk bed and sheets. Draco lowered Harry on in and worshiped every part of his body with his tongue. Everything is mine, he thought and then found Harry's cock. He gave a few kisses and some tongue. Harry was flushed from the attention. Draco liked him that way, Harry felt through the link. He liked Harry being shy and innocent like. Exploring each other's bodies was a luxury they hadn't had in the basement. They were still getting over the awkward part. 
Now, they knew that their partner was in the moment and not stuck in the past. Draco knelt between Harry's legs, spreading both their legs apart. He modeled Harry's pose from earlier, with his hands behind his back, staring into Harry's face. There was no submissive or dominant in this relationship now. They were equal. Harry wasn't his master and he wasn't Harry's, and Draco wanted to give himself to Harry, like Harry had given himself to him.
Draco grabbed his attention through the link and said, "I, Draco Lucius Malfoy, swear on my life and magic to give you, Harry James Potter, my heart and my soul, and I bind my soul to yours for as long as we both shall live."
Magic seemed to hum around them with their renewed vows. Draco, without letting his hands go, lowered his head and took in Harry, sucking on him hard until Harry came. Draco couldn't help but swallow it all. He laid down and took Harry into his arms. This was home... and always would be.
"Is this our life now? I want this... but surely we'll get sick of sex, right?" Harry muttered.
Draco kissed him. "I'll never get sick of you."
Harry giggled. Sap.
"Takes one to know one."
But... now that this... the master/slave bond is taken care of... what are we going to do?
Our future is whatever we make it, Potter. You're stuck with me, now... for life, Draco laughed through the link, as his arms tightened around Harry.
I think it's the other way around, Malfoy, Harry chided and kissed him.




The end!