Of Potions and Wings

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Severus finished setting up the tent for Draco and the rest of his party and cast a quick tempus. He had five minutes before his party and Draco would be arriving, and only a minute after that, Blaise would arrive. A minute after, Pansy would arrive, and one minute later, Potter’s portkey would activate, bringing the last member of the wedding to his gardens.

 


Draco’s party had instructions that they were to use the tent for changing into their wedding robes, while Severus’ party would be changing in either the blue room, for the women, or the brown room, which was where Severus and Lucius would be changing. The four of them would meet up in the dining room, which had a small hallway off of it leading into his gardens.

 


Severus headed inside. “Pippy!” He called out.

 


Pippy appeared in front of Severus, looking up at him expectantly. “Yes, Master Severus?”

 


“Draco will be arriving in a few minutes. When he gets here, you will lead him to the tent and bring tea for four. After Draco is in the tent, you will wait for the next person to arrive and lead them to the tent. There will be four people in total, then you may come back in here and finish any preparations for the wedding you have not already finished.” Severus instructed.

 


Pippy nodded, her large ears flapping wildly. “Yes, Master Severus! Will yous be wanting tea, too?” She asked.

 


Severus smirked. “I will be fine, and I am sure the others will have had tea already. It is the teenagers I am most concerned about. They may very well be either too nervous or too excited for today to have remembered to put something in their stomachs before coming here. Plus, you can never overfeed a growing body. Even if they remembered to eat, I am sure they will have room for more.” He muttered.

 


Pippy tilted her head. “Draco bes here! I bes going now!” She said, then disappeared.

 


*****

 


Draco arrived a minute early, looking around. He saw a tent set up and smiled.

 


Pippy appeared beside him. “Into the tent, Draco Sir!” She said, grabbing his hand and pulling him toward the tent.

 


Draco let himself be led by the diminutive creature, chuckling good-naturedly. “All right, I’m going!” He said in amusement.

 


Once he was in the tent, he looked around, noticing that the tent was only a one-bedroom, with a large sitting room with two doors off it.

 


He checked, and sure enough, one door led to the single bedroom, another to the bathroom.

 


He turned as the elf popped back in and set a tea service on the table between the couch and two chairs. “Thank you, Pippy.” He said in surprise.

 


“Master Severus says to give yous tea for four! Now I goes to wait for the next person!” She told him, leaving him alone in the tent.

 


Draco pulled his robe out and began to change, stripping off everything he was wearing and pulling the robe on, thankful that it included warming charms. At least the wedding party wouldn’t get cold, regardless of how few clothes they had on. Draco shrank his clothes and put them in the inside pocket of his robe.

 


Blaise was pulled into the tent next, and he looked a bit harrassed. “Alright, I’m here! Stop pulling on me!” He told Pippy.

 


Pippy just left to wait for Pansy.

Blaise looked Draco over. “You look good. Of course.” He said evenly.

 


Draco nodded. “You should change before Pansy gets here.” He reminded the dark-skinned Italian, handing him his robe.

 


Blaise grinned. “I don’t know, maybe I want her to see me naked. She hasn’t gotten the full effect yet, just bits and pieces.” He told Draco, waggling his eyebrows.

 


Draco rolled his eyes. “Well, if you two make us late—“

 


“I’ll go change in the bathroom.” Blaise said in amusement.

 


Draco smirked. “I’ll send her into the bedroom when she gets here!” He called out after Blaise had closed the door.

 


“You’d better!” Blaise called from behind the bathroom door. “I don’t want anyone else seeing her naked if I’m not allowed to yet! Besides, you had your chance with her! It’s my turn now!”

 


Pansy was pulled into the tent. “Oh, hello, Draco darling. How are you?” She said, freeing her hand from the house-elf.

 


Draco smiled. “I’m wonderful. Yourself?” He asked.

 


Pansy smiled. “Great. Oh, you do look handsome, don’t you?” She said, looking him over.

 


“Thank you.” Draco held out her robe and nodded toward the bedroom door. “Go change, and wait until I give you the all-clear to come out, Potter’s still not here yet.”

 


Pansy smirked. “I wouldn’t mind seeing him naked, actually.” She said, heading into the bedroom.

 


“I heard that!” Blaise called out, opening the bathroom door and coming out.

 


“You were supposed to, Darling. Keeps your ego in check if you’re aware you aren’t the only man I find attractive.” Pansy said lightly, shutting the door behind herself.

 


Blaise glared at the door for a few moments.

 


Finally, Harry was pulled into the tent. “Master Severus wills bes out in twenty minutes!” The elf told them before leaving.

 


Draco handed Harry his robe. “You can change either in here or in the bathroom, Pansy’s in the bedroom. Oh, one more thing: everything comes off. Wear nothing but the robe.”

 


Harry’s face flamed. “Is that really necessary?” He asked.

 


Draco’s brow rose. “Yes. It’s a state of ritual nudity, called ‘skyclad.’ Be glad you’ll have the robe on at all. Some people get married completely skyclad.” He informed the brunet. “Your clothes need to be shrunk and put in the inside pocket of the robe. Don’t worry, the robe is spelled not to leave any visible lumps through the fabric, it won’t be obvious that your clothes are there.”

 


Harry sighed, then nodded, walking into the bathroom to change.

 


Draco sat down in one of the chairs, pouring himself some tea. “Go ahead and make some tea, we have time for it.” He told Blaise.

 


Blaise sat on the couch. “Pansy, you can come out!” He called. “Potter’s changing in the bathroom!”

 


Pansy came out of the bedroom and joined him on the couch, fixing herself some tea. “So, Draco, it’s your big day. Are you nervous? Excited?” She asked.

 


Draco sat back in his chair and sipped at his tea. “A bit of both, really. Mostly excited. Even while I was dating you, I only really wanted Severus.” He told her.

 


Pansy smiled. “I know, and I’m not upset about it. I could tell every time you touched me that your heart wasn’t really in it. The way your eyes tended to follow him in the classroom was also kind of a dead give-away.” She told him in mild amusement.

 


Draco chuckled. “I suppose it was, at that.”

 


Harry came out dressed in his robe and took the remaining chair, pouring himself some tea. “So what all are we doing?” He asked Draco.

 


Draco smiled. “You will be escorting—or, in Pansy’s case, being escorted by—your counterparts in Severus’ wedding party to the altar; Blaise is with McGonagall, Pansy is with Father, and Harry, you’re with Pomfrey. Once you get there, you will separate from them to stand on your respective sides of the altar and wait for Severus and I to come down the aisle. When we get to the altar, we will give each other our vows, Dumbledore will perform the binding spell, and at that point, there may be a pause—“

 


“What about the purity spell?” Pansy asked curiously. “If there’s a pause, that means you’d be viewing past lives, right? If it’s a soul binding, you have to have the purity spell cast beforehand.” She told Draco.

 


Draco nodded. “We already did, yesterday, in private. Plus, Severus refused to use a soul binding. We’re binding magic and life only, but if we have been soul bound in the past, we’ll know then.” He revealed.

 


“Oh.” Pansy said. “All right, then, go on.”

 


“After that, we will exchange rings and you’ll all be asked to bless the union. You cast the blessing spell, and then we kiss. After that, there will be dancing, and eating, and drinking, and all manner of merriment in our honor, which I’m certain will have Severus in a decidedly bad mood that I will then spend the rest of the day attempting to lift.” Draco finished in amusement.

 


Harry smiled. “Got it.” He said, trying not to laugh.

 


Draco stood. “Severus should be coming out soon. Are we all ready?” He asked.

 


Everyone nodded.

 


“Good. Let’s go.”

 


They headed out of the tent, which Draco took down and stowed under one of the tables that would later hold food, knowing Severus would be expecting it to be stored under a table until Pippy could bring it back inside after the ceremony.

 


The group of four teens headed toward the house, stopping a few feet away from it and watching as portkeys arrived in groups and people made their ways to their seats.

 


Dumbledore arrived and stood behind the altar, watching as the seats quickly filled. Once they were all filled, the door to the house opened and Severus’ party filed out.

 


Blaise held out his arm for McGonagall, who took it and they headed down the aisle. Lucius offered his arm to Pansy, who took it and followed Blaise. Harry held out his arm for Pomfrey. She took his arm with a smile, and they followed the other pairs.

 


Draco waited by the door, breath catching as Severus stepped out. Both men looked each other over, and Draco noted that Severus looked as handsome as Draco had hoped he would in his dark green robes.

 


Severus nodded in satisfaction and held his arm out for Draco. Draco took the arm and they waited for a few moments as their parties settled into place, then they walked down the aisle together, Draco smiling beatifically and Severus looking less stern than usual.

 


They stopped in front of the altar and Dumbledore smiled at the two of them. “Today, we celebrate a bonding of life and magic. Draco Lucius Malfoy and Severus Tobias Snape will be joining their lives. In addition, Severus Tobias Snape will be taking the surname Prince as bequeathed to him by his grandfather in his will, should he make a respectable marriage. The two before us today have undergone a courtship and have decided that they are well-suited to one another. Does anyone here know of any reason that they should not be henceforth bound?” He asked, looking over the crowd.

 


No one spoke.

 


“Very well. As the Suitor and senior partner in the bond, Severus, would you give to Draco your promise?” Dumbledore asked.

 


Severus took Draco’s hand in his and held it, staring into the blond’s eyes. “Draco, I promise to always be there for you, for advice, for an ear to vent to, for someone to help you up when you fall. I promise to love you without restraint, giving you all of my heart freely. I promise to protect you with everything I am. I promise to support you in every endeavor you undertake. I promise to be there for you, for all of our days.” He finished, squeezing Draco’s hand for a moment.

 


Dumbledore smiled widely. “Draco, would you now give to Severus your promise?” He asked.

 


Draco licked his lips and spoke: “Severus, I promise to always support you and give you whatever help I can offer in whatever you choose to do. I promise to always love you, and only you. I promise to keep telling you how beautiful you are to me until you believe it.”

 


A slight titter of laughter ran through the assembled people at that.

 


“I promise to keep you happy for as long as we both live. I promise that when your final moments come, I will be there with you, to take that final journey together, for I could not be happy in a world without you.” Draco finished.

 


Dumbledore waved his wand over their joined hands and spoke clearly. “Veneficus ut veneficus, vita ut vita, redimio lemma ut suum spondeo.” (Magic to magic, life to life, bind them to their promises.)

 


Draco and Severus shivered as the spell settled over them, and suddenly, the world around them melted away.

 


A little girl walked up to a boy she didn’t know, but was drawn to, offering him a candy. The boy took it with a smile. The same people stood before an altar some years later, binding their very souls together forever.

 


Two girls, friends from birth, stood hand-in-hand at the top of a hill. One turned to the other and whispered, “I’ll love you forever. I promise.” The two girls also bound their souls later in life.

 


Two boys, bitter rivals most of their lives, were dared to kiss at a party. A few years later, having discovered their love for each other, they joined their souls to each other’s happily.

 


When the outside world intruded again, Draco’s smile widened.

 


Severus looked distinctly uncomfortable as realizing that they were, and always had been, soul mates. He cleared his throat and released Draco’s hand, holding out his cupped hand to McGonagall.

 


McGonagall placed the ring she had been holding for him in his hand, and Severus took it, sliding it onto Draco’s finger. “Take this ring as a symbol of our binding, and accept my love forever.” He said softly.

 


Draco held his hand out to Blaise, who placed the ring he’d been holding in Draco’s hand. Draco slid the ring onto Severus’ finger. “Take this ring as a symbol of our binding, and accept my love forever.” He said surely.

 


“Will those you have asked to stand with you now bless the union we have witnessed today?” Dumbledore asked.

 


As one, the six standing to either side of the couple pulled their wands, pointed them into the air above their heads, and cast the spell. A rainfall of silver sparks fell over the two men, causing both of them to shiver again.

 


As the shower of silver ended, Severus bent and kissed Draco. It would have been chaste, but Draco wound his arms around his neck and held on, not letting him go until Severus gave in and slipped Draco his tongue, kissing him deeply.

 


Draco hummed in satisfaction and released the man with a wide smile. “Glad you could see things my way.” He said smugly.

 


Severus gave him a half-hearted glare. “Brat.” He said, grabbing his hand and linking their fingers together.

 


They faced the crowd of people that had attended the wedding and Dumbledore raised his hands. “I give you: Draco and Severus Prince, the new Lords of the house of Prince!” He announced.

 


The crowd clapped, and a few cheers went up.

 


Draco and Severus walked hand-in-hand over to the dance floor, where they would have their first dance as a married couple.

 


Pippy popped into the garden and began stacking the chairs as the guests got up, sending some of them to the tables that were set up, and sending the rest into the house, shrinking them as they flew inside.

 


After the chairs were sent inside, dishes of foods began flying out of the house, settling on the long buffet table that had been set up.

 


Draco and Severus hardly noticed, though, as the octet that Lucius had hired to play for the wedding began to play a waltz.

 


Severus bowed to Draco, who returned the bow and took his hand.

 


Severus began to lead him, and everyone crowded around the dance floor to watch, keeping silent.

 


After a few minutes, Neville bowed to Ginny and held his hand out.

 


Ginny flushed and took his hand, and the pair joined Draco and Severus on the floor.

 


After that, most of the couples that were present paired off and began dancing together.

 


Harry smiled and wandered over to a table, sitting down and watching them.

 


Pomfrey wandered over and sat at the same table. “You didn’t bring a date, Harry? A fine boy like you should have no trouble finding someone to accompany you to events like this.”

 


Harry flushed. “Um, I’m not all that interested in dating right now. There’s only one person I’d really want, and I’m pretty sure he doesn’t want me, so I’m fine being alone for right now.” He explained.

 


Poppy nodded. “I see. Well, I hope you can still enjoy the rest of the reception, at any rate.”

 


Harry gave her a bright smile. “I’m sure I will.”