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Veela Mates	By : Slayer-of-Destiny Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Slash - Male/Male Views: 8256 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Chapter six

Harry blinked awake slowly when he felt a warm body sliding between him and the wall underneath his covers. Just as he opened his mouth to ask who it was he breathed in the scent of the person and smiled sleepily into the darkness as the other body settled down and rested their head on the pillow.

Lucien jumped when Harry moved to wrap his arm over his waist and hug him a little closer clearly not having realised he had woken Harry up.

"I'm zorry Henri, I could not sleep," Lucien whispered as he tensed a little as though expecting Harry to kick him out the bed. Harry however tucked his taller frame around Lucien's and hugged him closer to his warmer body.

"Its fine, are you comfortable?" Harry whispered back, reaching up in the moonlight he could see to brush Lucien's fringe from his eyes. They looked even more silver in the moonlight, more enchanting than Harry had seen them yet as they stared at him in the darkness.

"Oui, merci," Lucien whispered wriggling just a little closer to Harry so they were almost completely pressed against each other. Harry slowly wrapped his arm over Lucien's waist and pressed his mouth to his cheek gently. "Zis ees nice," He sighed contently.

"Hmm, it really is," Harry nodded. "Are you still nervous about tomorrow?" He asked quietly aware of the others still in the room with them.

"I 'av not been around zuch a large crowd zince my sire's parties. School does not really count as you can blend in zere. I am nervous," Lucien pressed his face into Harry's shoulder.

"Lucien, with the exception for the very start of the ceremony we will be together for the whole thing, and we will stick together after the ceremony, don't worry, I won't leave your side," Harry reassured him.

"Promise?" Lucien asked sounding truly nervous and uncertain enough that Harry tugged him closer.

"I promise. Go to sleep Lucien, you are safe with me. You will look gorgeous tomorrow, and everyone will be jealous because you are at my side," Harry smiled tilting Lucien's head up to kiss him softly.

"Zere you go wiz your words again," Lucien chuckled quietly. Harry kissed him once more before they settled back down for sleep, Lucien shyly sliding his leg between Harry's and nuzzling back into Harry's shoulder. Quickly Lucien's breathing evened out into sleep making Harry smile at the trust Lucien showed him. He knew they were moving quickly, it had only been three days since they had met each other but Harry felt as though he had known Lucien for years, as though he had been waiting for this moment for years. Lucien felt like his gift, his light for fighting for so long.

Pressing his nose into Lucien's hair he breathed in the scent of lemon and honey, sleep coming easier and more peaceful for him than it had in a long time.

"Ze wedding ees een ze papers! Ze front page!" Fleur's excited squeal had everyone looking up as she ran into the kitchen dressed in her dressing gown, her hair in curlers waving the paper in the air.

"Erm sweetie, where?" Bill frowned scanning over the paper. "This is about Lucien and Harry,"

"What?" Harry groaned looking up from the book Dumbledore had given him.

"Yup, picture and everything," Fred nodded leaning over Bill's shoulder to read.

"Hermione?" Harry looked to his friend who smiled.

"Don't worry it will be tasteful," She assured him.

"Oh here's the bit about the wedding," Charlie pointed to a paragraph.

"'Lord Potter-Black met his intended through his close friends and all but adopted family the Weasleys, the eldest Weasley is in fact marrying Lord Potter-Black's intended today in a ceremony being held for close friends and family at the Weasley family home The Burrow. Trespassers have been advised against trying to crash the wedding due to the numerous wards placed around The Burrow, including ones by Lord Potter-Black and Ms Granger. William Weasley and Fleur Delecour met and dated during the war, deciding to marry early last year. And it is through this union that our Lord Potter-Black, saviour of our world and champion of the people, met the young man, who from our sources, seems to have captured our young saviours heart and giving him the chance at a happy future this writer is sure all of us wish for him,'" Bill read out.

"I am so sorry Bill, Fleur," Harry groaned thumping his head onto the table.

"Why? Ze wedding ees front page news?" Fleur blinked.

"Its about me and Lucien on your day," Harry muttered into the table.

"The wedding would have been ten pages back with a smaller piece Harry," Bill smiled.

"Henri, zey know zat you did not do zis on purpose, and I zink zat Fleur ees just pleased to 'av ze wedding on ze front page one way or ze ozer," Lucien placed his hands on Harry's shoulders and dipped to place a kiss on the back of Harry's neck. Harry sat up placing his hand over Lucien's and looking up at him with a warm smile. The others at the table exchanged grin and amused looks, giving Lucien time to dip down and kiss Harry properly in greeting.

That morning when they had woken up Fred, George and Ron had said nothing about the fact that Lucien was in the room with them except to crack a few jokes that the room had become even more crowded. Harry hadn't let Lucien up and out the bed until the others had left, throwing his leg over Lucien's thighs and tightening his arm around him from where they were still tangled together when Lucien had tried to get up.

Lucien had been embarrassed in the light of day and because of the fact the others had seen him. Once the bedroom door was closed however Harry had quickly soothed him with kisses and gentle touches to his face, telling him how much he had loved sleeping with Lucien in his arms and getting to wake up with him. Still feeling shy about the situation Lucien had admitted the same, snuggling into Harry's warmth. They had spent a few minutes together just enjoying each others presence before the madness that was surely going to be the rest of the day.

Harry smiled into the kiss being pressed to his lips placing his hands over Lucien's arms where they were wrapped around his shoulders. Lucien blinked before smiling brighter when Harry caught his hand as he went to pull away and placed a kiss over his ring before letting him go. When he looked up he caught Raine and Alion's eyes where they were sitting watching them, both smiling happily before Alion turned to the task of herding Fleur, Gabriella and Ginny upstairs to get ready, Fleur was still excitedly talking about the fact that their wedding was in the papers.

Harry blinked when a glass of water was placed in front of him before a slender body slide easily onto his lap, an arm automatically wrapping around Lucien's waist as he looked up at him.

"You need to relax Henri, ze wedding iz een anozer four 'ours," Lucien shook his head kissing Harry's temple.

"Talking of, we had better get outside and set up the guest marquee and the cover for the bride and groom," Arthur said stepping into the room. He visibly winced when the conversation that had filled the room went quiet as everyone turned to look at him, the five Weasley boys and Harry looking at him cautiously.

"Dad, you're going to help?" Bill asked, the surprise clear in his voice.

"I should have been here yesterday to help," Arthur said quietly.

"Yeah, you should have," Fred said sharply. Harry tightened his arm around Lucien as he watched the exchange, the Weasley's were his family, Arthur was the closest thing to a father he had after Sirius, and he really didn't want to see them fighting, especially not today. But he knew this had to be said, he knew that Bill and the others needed to let their dad know how much he had upset them.

"I'm sorry boys, I let this stupid argument get out of control, I let my own personal feelings and biased feelings get out of control and get in the way of seeing that this was what you wanted. I have always told you that family is the most important thing out there and that you always put family before everything else, and I have also told you that when you are parents the most important thing is your children's happiness, you put them and their feelings first. I ignored those rules and for no reason than my own damn pride and for the sake of appearances. You deserve my support on your day, I'm sorry," Arthur finished quietly.

"It doesn't fix things completely dad, the way you and mum have acted…I can't just forget it, and I doubt the others can. But I want you standing at my side today, and I want my family there," Bill said equally quietly.

"Thank you son, we should get the marquees up," Arthur smiled clapping Bill's shoulder. The group filed out with Raine following already calling instructions leaving Harry and Lucien in the kitchen.

"Zat waz a little awkward," Lucien said slowly looking at Harry.

"Just a little, at least Arthur will help keep Mrs Weasley under control," Harry muttered rubbing his nose against Lucien's cheek and grinning when Lucien giggled.

"Oi! You two come and help!" Ron yelled from outside making Harry groan just as his lips were almost on Lucien's.

"Un minute!" Lucien yelled back before grabbed Harry's shirt and tugging him forwards into a kiss. Harry made a shocked noise at the aggressive move, but he recovered quickly wrapping his arm tighter around Lucien's waist and kissing back firmly, thrusting his tongue into Lucien's mouth and groaning encouragingly when Lucien suckled on it as his fingers slid into Harry's hair.

"Well well well Potter, the rumours are true then," The smooth Italian voice pulled them apart and they both looked at the back door, Harry scowling and Lucien blushing darkly when he saw the three strangers standing there.

"Blaise, did you have to interrupt them!" Susan huffed smacking his chest.

"I am going to go help with the marquee before I hear something I do not want to. Lord Potter-Black nice to see you," Madame Bones nodded to him.

"Nice to see you too Madame Bones," Harry smiled.

"Oh and congratulations to you both," She called before hurrying across the lawn.

"Lucien this is Susan Bones and Blaise Zabini from the coven I belong to," Harry introduced as Lucien and he stood.

"A pleasure to meet such a gorgeous…" Blaise froze with Lucien's hand half way to his lips when he caught the look he was being shot.

"Carry on Zabini and I will castrate you and make you drink your balls through a straw," Harry said lowly reaching out and removing Lucien's hand. Seeing the wide eyed and slightly worried look that he was receiving from Lucien he explained. "Blaise is incredibly charming to the male and female sex, attached or unattached, and has an impressive history of wanting what someone else has,"

"Oh Harry! You do cut right to the quick!" Blaise placed his hand over his chest not looking upset at all of Harry's judgement of him.

"I'll be doing some cutting if you don't keep your hands to yourself," Harry muttered looking put out. Lucien hid his smile as he slipped his hand into Harry and leant against his side with a small nudge.

"Understood loud and clear, he is off limits," Blaise held up his hands and took a step back. "Its nice to meet someone that has been able to catch Harry's eyes, I was getting worried there was something wrong with him,"

"You really do not know when to stop do you," Susan shook her head. "Its lovely to meet you Lucien," She said stepping forwards and holding out her hand.

"Eet ees a pleasure to meet you as well," Lucien smiled shyly shaking the hand. Harry's arm wrapped itself around Lucien's waist when his hand was released while still having what looked like a glare off with Blaise.

"Oh ignore them, they seem to enjoy butting heads with each other, plus Harry gets extremely territorial over people and things that are important to him, and Blaise's promiscuous life is not exactly secret, though he has never gone after the partner of one of his friends before," Susan sighed shaking her head.

"Henri does not 'av to worry about zome zing like zat," Lucien frowned a little as Blaise and Harry carried on their bickering.

"Oh don't worry I highly doubt that that is what he thinks, it's the whole uber manly, testosterone driven caveman thing," Susan assured him.

"Caveman?" Lucien asked confused.

"Yes you know, 'me man, this my mate, you no touch my mate! Me defend mate' thing. Sadly most of my male friends are like that," Susan laughed.

"Hey!" Harry protested.

"You're saying that its not like that?" Susan raised her eyebrow.

"I wouldn't put it quite that…"

"Offensively," Blaise finished for Harry who nodded.

"I understand, you are protecting my 'onour, oui?" Lucien looked up at Harry who started spluttering.

"No its not that, its not that I think you can't look after yourself or anything its just that I'm…"

"A possessive bastard?" a deep voice said from the doorway.

"Yes! No! Hey!" Harry glared the large bulky man who was grinning back at him.

"Eet ees alright Henri, I like you being possessive," Lucien said quietly into Harry's ear seeing he was getting flustered.

"Really?" Harry blinked looking down at him. Grinning a little Lucien nodded.

"Wow, I've never seen him calm down so quickly," Susan said sounding shocked.

"The way you lot go on you would think I was an angry, explosive bad tempered maniac!" Harry huffed.

"Well not the angry, bad tempered part," Blaise grinned.

"Lucien this is Viktor, Viktor this is Lucien," Harry introduced after a scowl at Blaise who merely grinned back.

"A pleasure, I vas excited to read Harry had vound somvone," Viktor smiled, his hand practically swallowing Lucien's.

"Hey! The marquee is up but you lot can come help set out the chairs!" Charlie grumbled appearing in the doorway. "Oh, Viktor," Harry snickered behind his hand as the red head straightened up, his scowl disappearing and a blush appearing as he tried to smooth down his t-shirt.

"Charlie," The Bulgarian was also blushing and smoothing his hand down his trouser leg before he blushed darker and thrust his hand out suddenly. "Nice to see you again,"

"Good to see you too. Are you staying for long?" Charlie smiled stepping closer into the taller man's personal space.

"I…erm…well…"

"Viktor is staying for a few weeks," Harry answered for the man when it became clear he was having trouble keeping his blood going in the direction he really needed it.

"Da!" Viktor started nodding in agreement until Harry discretely kicked the back of Viktor's ankle getting a curious look from Lucien.

"Its off season for you right?" Charlie asked.

"Da," Viktor nodded again until he received another tap, Harry acting quicker this time.

"Well you can come put those muscles to use with the chairs," Charlie grinned giving Viktor's arms a quick squeeze before bouncing out the back door, Viktor's eyes fixed firmly on his rear. As soon as the red head was out the door Viktor let out a loud breath.

"Alright big guy, you can do this, you have the whole day to ask him for a date, stick by him, take deep breaths, remember to breathe, remember more words than da and don't nod too much, and ask him to dance for the first dance!" Harry clapped Viktor on the shoulders before shoving him out the door, holding out his hand for Lucien to take before leading the way out into the back garden.

"What waz zat about Henri?" Lucien whispered.

"Charlie and Viktor have been dancing around each other for nearly two years, they met each other after the first task of the Triwizard tournament, and they met again when he and Fleur were here the summer after it. But neither of them will do anything about it," Harry rolled his eyes.

"And you are playing cupid?" Lucien laughed.

"I'm playing I've had enough of them asking me about each other every single time I see them or through letters," Harry snorted.

"So Harry, is it true you signed the courting contract or is that just a rumour?" Blaise asked falling into step with Harry.

"Yes we signed the courting contract," Harry smiled widely.

"Good Merlin I never thought I would see the day, keep doing whatever you are doing Lucien. Dozens of girls and boys have tried to just sit next to him or get a date a he runs for the hills," Susan grinned at him.

"Really?" Lucien smiled up at Harry who was flushing and glaring at Susan who just smiled pleasantly back.

"I'm keeping you away from my friends," Harry grumbled.

"Too late Potter," Blaise snickered. Harry was pulled from his glower at the Slytherin by Lucien leaning up to kiss his cheek. "Oh you're whipped," Blaise grinned clapping Harry on his shoulder.

"Whipped?" Lucien asked a little wide eyed.

"Not like that, it's a saying, it means that he does as you say or as you want, you kissed him and he calmed down as you wanted," Susan explained.

"Oh…you would do anyzing I say Henri?" Lucien flicked his eyes up to look at Harry from underneath his eyelashes, the mischievousness that Harry was becoming familiar with in his silvery eyes.

"Anything," Harry agreed unrepentantly slipping behind Lucien and wrapping his arms around his waist.

"Weasley, you had better not be expecting to put me to menial work," Blaise called making his way over to Ron who grinned at him and thrust a chair at him.

"Hermione I brought that book that you asked about," Susan said tugging the book out of her bag as she made her way over to the other girl leaving Harry as he brushed his nose up Lucien's neck getting a giggle and Lucien pushing back into his arms.

"Anyzing at all?" he asked a little breathlessly.

"Anything at all, anything you want, anything you want from me I will get for you," Harry breathed into his ear relishing in the shudder he received in response.

"You are going to be ze death of me," Lucien shook his head.

"Love birds!"

"Get helping," Fred and George huffed as they walked passed with a chair under each arm. Rolling his eyes Harry gently but chastely kissed Lucien before they moved to help lay out the chairs.

"Why exactly can't we levitate them?" Ron huffed as they laid out the third to last row of chairs.

"Because ze magic from ze bonding could affect anyzing zat 'as 'as magic placed on eet een ze last few hours. Zat ees why we 'ad to put ze marquee up by hand, ze assisted magic making no difference," Raine explained.

"Thank Merlin for cleaning charms," Fred wrinkled his nose after sniffing himself.

"Boys are so disgusting," Susan huffed shaking her head.

"You're lucky, you're gay," Hermione snorted dragging another chair over.

"Tell me about it, I do pity you," Susan nodded patting Hermione's back.

"I can't believe you have me doing menial work, I told her we shouldn't be so early," Blaise grumbled.

"Have you seen those two?" Harry chuckled nudging Lucien and nodding towards were Viktor was picking up a stack of four chairs and Charlie was admiring the pull of muscle in the larger man. Lucien chuckled amused as he watched Charlie trailing after Viktor, his eyes firmly fixed on the man.

"DONE!" Ron cheered as they placed the last chair in place, Raine laughed shaking her head as she moved to start laying down the white fabric for the aisle as the boys and Hermione all collapsed onto the grass spreading themselves out, Lucien placed himself into Harry's lap and sprawled on top of the larger teen.

"Merlin did you have to invite so many people Bill!" George groaned.

"I didn't think we had invited this many!" Bill huffed back.

"We are not having a large bonding," Harry sighed to Lucien as he ran his fingers through Lucien's golden curls having tugged out his tie.

"I would not like a large bonding any way," Lucien shook his head. Harry hid his smile into Lucien's neck at the second admission that perhaps his proposal would not be turned down. Meeting Hermione's eyes he saw she was looking both wide eyed and happy for him.

"Alright you lot, you need to go and get ready, cleaning and zen cleansing charms for ze ones zat are taking part in ze ritual, cleaning charms for the rest of you, and get dressed. Monsieur Zabini, Madame Bones your robes are in Ron and 'Ermione's rooms respectively," Raine said as she finished laying down the aisle.

"You guys go on, I want to finish setting up the alter before I change," Harry said with a small groan as he sat up.

"Make sure you are inside in time to get ready Lucien," Raine smiled when he turned to her. The troop all shuffled towards the house leaving Harry and Lucien as they walked to the alter.

"Zis ees beautiful," Lucien sighed happily looking around at the white fabric with lighter flower shaped patterns in it hanging artistically down the sides, the roses that had been grown along the outside of the marquee for the last few months, the elegant chairs with white cushions and the alter at the front.

"Its lovely," Harry smiled nodding as they reached the alter.

"Would you really not want a large wedding?" Lucien asked after a few moments of silence as Harry laid out the cup and basin that he carefully summoned from the house, the candles and laid out the ribbons. Looking up he saw the thoughtful look on Lucien's face where he was sitting on a chair in the front row.

"Not really, something like this would be what I would prefer, something personal and private," He shrugged.

"I would like to be bonded like zis, but at my tante and uncle's 'ome, zey are right on ze sea, ze garden ees beautiful," Lucien sighed before blushing darkly. "I did not mean…I mean…I,"

"Lucien calm down," Harry chuckled walking around the alter and over to the flustered boy who groaned and covered his flaming face with his hands.

"I got carried away, we 'av only been courting for a few days!" Lucien muttered into his hands. Chuckling Harry pulled his hands away and littered kisses over Lucien's hot skin.

"Lucien I have been telling you that I will be proposing to you as soon as it look appropriate and you are ready. Do you think I am going to be anything but happy that you can picture getting married, hopefully to me," Harry said tugging Lucien onto his lap after sitting beside him.

"Eet was you I was picturing," Lucien admitted quietly wrapping his arms around Harry's neck.

"As long as you keep picturing that, and I can convince you to say yes when I propose," Harry smirked brushing his lips against Lucien's.

"Are you ready for later?" Lucien asked. Seeing it for the change in subject that it was Harry allowed it.

"I think so, everything has been laid out, I'm fairly sure that I know what I need to say, now I just need to stand up in front of everyone and do it," Harry the out a breath shakily.

"Eet will be fine, and I expect ze first first dance of ze night with you," Lucien assured him combing his fingers through the hair at the temple of Harry's head.

"Lucien, I'm not good at dancing," Harry bit his lip embarrassed as Lucien looked at him curiously.

"You do not want to dance wiz me?" He asked unsurely.

"No, its not that, I would love to dance with you, I don't want to crush your feet though," Harry groaned.

"You can't be zat bad," Lucien laughed.

"Oh I really am!" Harry nodded pitifully.

"Zen you 'av not 'ad ze right partner, trust me, one dance and eef you do not want to carry on zen we won't dance again," Lucien weedled.

"Oh fine, one dance," Harry agreed.

"Good," Lucien smiled brightly kissing Harry quickly before standing and starting down the aisle. "You really are whipped, non?" He threw over his shoulder before laughing and running off when Harry started chasing him.

Harry sucked in deep breath as he smoothed none existent wrinkles out of his robes and went over the words for the bonding in his head again. He could feel the nerves starting to set in as the voices from the guests arriving floated up from the garden and in through the open window of the living room. Bill, Ron, Fred and George were already out there with Arthur, Molly and Alion. Raine, Fleur, Ginny and Gabriella were putting their robes on now in the rooms they were using for the bridal party. Everyone else for the ceremony had been placed in free rooms to cleanse and dress.

"You look amazing Harry," Hermione smiled as she stepped into the room and went over to Harry, reaching out to straighten his lapels.

"You look gorgeous Mione, Ron's going to be panting like Fluffy in heat, drooling as much as well," He grinned looking at the beautiful red dress she was wearing, her hair twisted and pinned up with ringlet falling around her face. The golden and ruby necklace, earrings and bracelet that she had found in the Potter vaults finishing the outfit.

"He better bloody well had, this dress cost a fortune and the shoes are going to kill me!" She huffed but smiled back at him. He had to admit the robes did make him feel more graceful and in control, but his nerves were starting to gather more and more. However his best friends presence and words helped ease that a little.

"He will be, trust me, he stares when you get out of potions with bushy hair and smudges," Harry snickered.

"I'll take that as a good thing and a compliment," Hermione laughed.

"It was meant as one," Harry shrugged. A noise at the door had them turning, they found Lucien, Susan and Blaise standing in the doorway dressed in their official robes, however Harry's eyes were immediately and firmly locked on the form of his intended who while he normally looked gorgeous, was now looking completely and utterly stunning.

His robes were white with silver runes stitches alternately into the fabric, the Delecour crest stitched proudly onto his chest and no doubt onto his back as well. He was wearing the robes open with a white shirt underneath was a matching mandarin colour to the robes, a neat row of three small silver buttons holding his shirt closed around his neck from the collar bone to a hands width down. White dragon hide trousers with silver swirled markings and white and silver buckled boots that came to his knees finished the outfit off, the trousers sinfully tight and almost painted on leaving very little to Harry's suddenly very active imagination.

Lucien's hair had been left loose for the first time since they had met, the golden curls fell just passed his shoulders and framed his face perfectly, his fringe falling a little bit into his beautiful silver blue eyes. While he was busy staring at his intended Lucien was just as busy staring back at him, dressed in his black robes with crimson edges and the crimson inside that showed whenever he moved. His crimson shirt and pure black dragon hide trousers and boots finished the outfit making him look every inch the noble Lord that he was, and as powerful. While his slightly long black hair was its normal riotous mess there really was no other way that Lucien could imagine his hair looking, it suited the wild nature that you could read in Harry. Lucien could feel his heart beating faster as he took in just how gorgeous Harry really was.

Hermione amusedly cleared her throat making both Lucien and Harry jump, Harry grinned unrepentantly while Lucien's cheeks turned a furious red. When Harry took in Blaise's snickering, and Charlie's where he was standing just behind them he flipped them off making Lucien groan and shake his head.

"You looked so (noble) until you did that Henri," Lucien shook his head walking over to Harry and gripping his hand fairly tightly.

"I'm sorry, but can't have you thinking I'm too noble, you'll only be disappointed," Harry grinned.

"You have that right," An amused voice brought their attention to the other doorway to the room to find Neville and Luna standing there hand in hand. Neville was wearing forest green robes with a deep brown shirt and black dragon hide trousers. Luna was wearing an icy blue shade with a long, beautiful white V collared dress underneath it, an ice blue material belt matching her robes fastened around her waist.

"Nev," Harry grinned holding his free hand out to grip Neville's and tugged Luna into a tight hug.

"Looking good," Neville nodded taking in his outfit.

"Same to you, you beautiful as always Luna. Guys, I want you to meet Lucien, Lucien these are more good friends of mines, Neville Longbottom and Luna Lovegood," Harry made the introductions pulling Lucien gently forwards.

"Aw Potter, does that mean you think of me as one of your good friends?" Blaise cooed teasingly coming fully into the room, reaching out to shake Neville's hand and kiss Luna's.

"No, you're just an annoyance," Harry shrugged.

"They like each other really, ignore this bickering," Neville smiled at Lucien. "Its nice to meet you, we read about it in the papers of course, but you can never really rely on them when it comes to Harry. Its nice to see this rumour was right though,"

"Eet ees nice to meet you too. Henri has spoken about you a lot," Lucien smiled at them.

"We will get to know each other well, we'll be really good friends," Luna told him, her dreamy voice and smile everything that he had been told about.

"Luna is a seer, I would trust her words," Harry whispered into his ear. Lucien blinked at the small girl who smiled pleasantly back and nodded despite the fact there was no way that she could have heard what Harry had said to him.

"Well I had better get outside and get a seat, you lot are on in five minutes. Good luck," Hermione gave them all a quick hug, including a surprised Lucien, though he watched amused as Blaise patted the curly haired girl's back as though he wasn't really sure what he was supposed to do. Viktor and Charlie were hovering next to each other eyeing the other from the corner of their eye and then blushing and looking away when the other caught them.

Hermione slipped out of the room just as Alion stepped into the room moving to the side to let her passed. He was practically beaming as he smiled around them all, looking smart in his crimson robes that denoted him as the father of the bride.

"If you lot are ready?" He smiled round at them.

"We'll see you down there then," Harry nodded, re-taking Lucien's hand, though he wasn't sure whether for his comfort or Lucien's, and led the way out the house. The guest marquee was already filled, everyone sitting down. Harry was easily able to pick out the faces of the Order members, Dumbledore, Remus, Tonks, Kingsley, Moody and McGonagall were in the second to front row. Raine was already seated to the right Gabriella and Alion's empty seats beside her, Arthur, Molly, Fred, George, Ron and to Harry's shock Percy were seated to the left.

Lucien's hand flexed held onto his with a strength Harry didn't think the smaller teen possessed when everyone turned to watch their progression down the aisle to the alter, some mutterings forming when they took in the robes that they were wearing and what that meant. There are also a lot of eyes fixed on him and Lucien alone, enough that Lucien draws slightly into his side in shyness. Once they were passed the guest marquee came the part Harry wasn't looking forward to, he had to leave Lucien's side when he was clearly nervous as hell, but also he has to stand in front of all these people.

"Its going to be alright," Harry whispered softly to Lucien, stooping to brush a kiss over his lips, ignoring the whispering that picked up afterwards and instead stepped over to the alter, nodding when Neville and Susan stepped either side of the younger teen when he left.

Stepping behind the alter he concentrated on ensuring everything that he needed was laid out in the proper places before he had to look up and face the crowd staring back at him. From right to left Blaise, Luna, Neville, Lucien, Susan, Viktor and Charlie formed a semi circle facing him with the aisle in the middle of them.

He met Bill's eyes and smiled when the now nervous and yet happy looking man stepped onto the aisle between Lucien and Susan, stepping from foot to foot as he grinned back at Harry. He was dressed in light grey robes hemmed in white, grey dragon hide trousers and a white shirt with white dragon hide boots brought out the rugged handsomeness that Bill possessed and despite his nerves he was glowing.

The murmurs stopped as the music started signalling everyone to stand and turn to see Fleur being led to the aisle on Alion's arm looking simply beautiful, her dress was simple but elegant and set off the natural beauty that she possessed. Her hair was pulled back into a neat bun at the base of her neck, she had a beautiful glittering tiara on and small white flowers dotted her hair, the fitted bodice showed her figure, the skirt flowing out a little into the train. Ginny and Gabriella were following behind looking beautiful themselves in green dresses, their hair in ponytails with small tiaras on their heads.

Alion led Fleur to Bill and stood between them looking to Harry as Gabriella and Ginny stepped back and took their seats beside their mothers, though Ginny did shoot her mum a warning look. Taking a deep breath Harry glanced at Lucien and smiled collecting himself before he stepped around the alter and spoke loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Blessings and Merry Meet. Friends and family we are gathered here today to witness the bonding of Bill and Fleur in matrimony, entwining their lives together for the rest of their lives. We come to celebrate a wonderous union of love, friendship, happiness and future. They have asked you here to share in their joy and witness them declaring their love before you. Who here gives this woman away?" Harry asked heaving a mental sigh of relief as he got through the first part without a mistake.

"We are," Raine and Alion answered.

"And who stands with this man?" Harry asked.

"I do," Charlie answered.

"Then step forward Bill and Fleur," Alion placed Fleur's hand in Bill's and held them between his hands before stepping back and going to sit beside Raine as Harry carefully lit the candles sitting on the alter. Bill and Fleur walked to where Harry was standing just in front of the alter. "What is your desire?" Harry asked Fleur.

"To be made one with Bill," She answered with a smile.

"What is your desire?" Harry looked to Bill.

"To be made one with Fleur," Bill was grinning like an idiot making Harry suppress his chuckle.

"Do you come before me willingly and in confident mind?" Harry asked.

"We do," Fleur and Bill spoke together.

"And who stands for this couple as the oldest of their house to hold their magic and bless this bonding?" Harry asked.

"We do," Charlie, Lucien, Susan, Neville, Luna, Blaise and Viktor responded.

"Do you stand as friends and family of this couple?" Harry smiled at them.

"We do,"

"Do any of you seven know of any reason why this couple should not be bonded with the deepest magics known to our people, any untruthfulness that should not be touched by the purity of a bonding magic?" Harry asked them.

"I know of none," Charlie started and each answered around the circle.

"Good, step forwards and we will proceed with the bonding," Harry motioned Bill and Fleur forwards before stepping around the back of the alter. Taking a breath he brought his magic to the surface and reached for the jug of wine on the alter pouring it into the crystal cup, holding it in both hands he raised it above his head, the goblet glinting in the sun. "Mother magic hear my call I stand before these people to join these two in love, honesty and friendship for the rest of their lives, I use my own magic to bless this bonding and ask you join me. With this wine the fruits of the earth bless this marriage with fertility, provide growth in the relationship as the grapes grow on the vine. This wine binds us together in the promises you make today," Harry sipped from the cup before passing it to Fleur.

Fleur took a deeper sip than Harry and then passed it to Bill who took a deep a sip and passed it to Charlie. As the goblet was passed around the circle the magic around them built, the runes the Harry and the others had laid the day before starting to glow slightly as the seven released the magic from their cores.

"Now we bind ourselves to this bonding in blood. Each of us promising our magic to aid in this union," Harry called out performing a cutting charm on his palm allowing a few drips of blood to fall in the basin before stepping around the alter and holding the basin out. Bill and Fleur both held their hands over the basin and allowed Harry to perform the cutting charm on their hands before healing them once he had collected enough blood.

Starting with Blaise Harry went around the seven of them collecting their blood as well. Lucien met his eyes and smiled warmly and proudly at him when he stepped in front of him. Once he finished with Charlie he stepped back to the alter and placed the basin down on the alter, pouring the prepared potion into the basin. The guests gasped when the purple smoke crept from the basin in a thick stream, rising to surround the ten of them and sunk into the circle making it glow even brighter, the runes descernible now.

"Seven stand to bless this bonding and represent aspects of magic that make up our lives and the blessings of a bonding such as this, step forwards for who you represent and release your magic," Harry commanded.

"Mother Air blesses this bonding," Blaise said smoothly taking a step forwards. He released his magic that had been building under his skin, the eight foot pillar of silver magic swirling around him.

"Mother Spirit blesses this bonding," Luna stepped forwards and allowed her magic to form a eight foot pillar of pure white to form around her.

"Mother Earth blesses this bonding," Neville called stepping forwards and allowing a green pillar of magic to form eight feet high.

"Mother Ice blesses zis bonding," Lucien stepped forwards confidently, meeting Harry's eyes before he released an eight foot high pillar of light blue. Harry smiled at him before looking to Susan when she stepped forwards.

"Mother Water blesses this bonding," Susan called the eight foot pillar a deeper blue than the one around Lucien.

"Mother Lightning blesses this bonding," Viktor's deep voice was followed by the eight foot pillar of deep grey surrounding him.

"Mother Fire blesses this bonding," Charlie smiled proudly at Bill as he stepped forwards and released the red pillar around himself.

"Each have given their blessing for this bonding and called upon the foundations of our magic, release your magic into the circle and seal your promise," Harry requested and watched as each colour seemed to seep into the ground, the seven points lighting up various runes in the inner circle that they applied to in the colour that represented them.

Harry then closed his eyes and allowed his own magic to swirl to the surface, it was easier than normal considering the power that was flowing through the circle with the ritual well on its way, everyone's skin was tingling with the building power being laid into the circle. Taking a breath and then letting it out Harry fully released his magic, opening his eyes to see the good fourteen foot pillar of swirling purple and black magic surrounding him.

"Mother Magic Blesses this bonding," He called and released the magic into the circle, watching it sweep around the faintly glowing lines of the circles themselves and lighting them up so that the ten of them were surrounded by the glow from beneath them. "Bill and Fleur are you ready to take your vows?" Harry smiled at them.

"We are," They smiled brightly after a glance at each other. Picking up the ribbons he stepped back around the alter and stepped in front of it, Bill and Fleur stepping closer to him so they were right in front of him. Carefully he tapped his wand on the ribbons and watched as the red, copper, white, orange, pink, green and blue wrapped around their joined hands and wrists firmly.

"Then repeat after me, I Fleur Marie Delecour, do come here of my own free will, to seek the partnership of William Artus Weasley. I come with all love, honour and sincerity, wishing only to become one with him, whom I love. Always will I strive for William's happiness and welfare. I pledge my magic and my heart to him, and request to Mother Magic that our souls be entwined on this earthly plain and beyond," Harry smiled as Fleur repeated after him.

Tapping the top of their joined hands with his wand the ribbons gained a faint golden glow around them and the glow in the circle intensified.

"Bill repeat after me. I William Artus Weasley, do come here of my own free will, to seek the partnership of Fleur Marie Delecour. I come with all love, honour and sincerity, wishing only to become one with him, whom I love. Always will I strive for Fleur's happiness and welfare. I pledge my magic and my heart to him, and request to Mother Magic that our souls be entwined on this earthly plain and beyond," Bill repeated the words back to him and with a flash the ribbons disappeared into their joined hands.

"Step forwards with the rings," Lucien and Charlie stepped forwards pulling out the rings and stepped either side of Bill and Fleur.

"Fleur put the ring on Bill's finger and make your oath," Harry smiled at the woman who eagerly took her ring from Lucien.

"Bill, wiz zis ring I promise to bind myself to you for ze rest of our lives and beyond, I promise my faithfulness, my honesty, my friendship and my heart for all eternity. All that I am is yours," Fleur smiled at Bill with everything she felt for him making more than one person sniff into their hanky, or Albus Professor McGonagall's as the case may be.

"Bill," Harry nodded to the red head who was trying to beat the glowing circle with his beaming smile.

"Fleur, with this ring I promise to bind myself to you for the rest of our lives and beyond. I give you everything that I am and know that you will keep it safe. You are everything to me and I vow never to betray your trust, you will always have my love and my friendship. I will always love you," Bill promised taking the ring from Charlie and sliding it onto Fleur's finger. Ignoring the loud sniff from the Hogwarts section and Professor McGonagall's eye roll Harry smiled between the two of them.

"Mother magic has blessed this bonding, let it be sealed for eternity with the love you hold for each other. So mote it be. You may kiss the bride," Harry grinned after the chorus of So mote it be echoed back at him from nearly all the guests, though he noticed Ron and Ginny glaring at Mrs Weasley. As their lips met in a deep kiss a flash went through the area as the circle closed itself off, the ritual completed. Lucien smiled brightly and, to Harry's immense pleasure, proudly at him, both of them ignoring the fact that Bill and Fleur were still locked in a lip lock both ignoring the cheers and wolf whistles - Fred, George, Charlie and Kingsley - from the crowd.

"Anyone brave enough to try and separate the bride and groom?" Charlie called into the crowd getting a laugh from everyone, including Bill and Fleur who parted with the happiest smiles they had ever seen.

"May I present to everyone the new Mr and Mrs Weasley," Harry called getting a cheer from everyone as Bill and Fleur started down the aisle hand in hand. Oo's and aw's started when bright, coloured sparkling confetti exploded over their heads, centred mostly around Bill and Fleur, the little sparks fading harmlessly when they touched anything.

"Oh, eets beautiful," Fleur gasped.

"Thanks guys," Bill clapped the twins on the back

"Only the best for our brother," George shrugged.

"And new sister, welcome to the family, you're stuck with us now!" Fred laughed hugging Fleur and then swapping with George to hug Bill.

"Well done Henri, eet was perfect," Lucien slipped his hand into Harry's chuckling when the older teen let out a loud gust of breath,

"I think I would rather face a group of Death Eaters than do that again," Harry admitted with a shaky laugh.

"Not even for your own bonding?" Lucien asked mischievously.

"Well, that I might make an exception for it if you are going to be the one I'm bonding with," Harry shrugged with a smirk wrapping his arm around Lucien's waist.

"Well done my boy, that was simply beautiful!" Albus called hurrying over to them.

"'E moves fast for zomeone 'is age!" Lucien said quietly blinking as he watched the old man practically running to them. Harry hid his laughter as he watched Lucien blushing when he realised what he had said and about who.

"May I ask what you two young ones are laughing about?" Albus asked smiling between them.

"Lucien was admiring how quickly you can still move considering your age," Harry grinned.

"Henri!" Lucien hissed smacking Harry's arm, clearly horrified that he had told the headmaster.

"Why thank you, I believe in exercise and plenty of lemon drops," Albus said brightly.

"Its those lemon drops that addled his mind as well," Harry snorted.

"Now my boy, that's not very nice, I'm just eccentric," Lucien watched bemused as the Headmaster of one of the most prolific wizarding schools actually pouted at his student.

"Is that what you are passing it off as?" The drawl had Harry smiling brightly and pouncing onto the dark, rather scary looking man dressed all in black in robes that had a fairly impressive amount of buttons. Lucien blinked at the man that his intended was happily squeezing. "Potter what have I told you, I don't like hugs!" the man snarled.

"I do," Harry shrugged.

"You're like a bloody octopus," The man grumbled trying to pry Harry's arms off of him and failing.

"Aw Sev, admit it, you like my hugs!" Harry cooed swaying them a little.

"I will say no such thing you impertinent brat! Now isn't there someone you should be introducing me to?" Severus gave up trying to pry Harry off with a sigh. However Harry let go and hurried over to take Lucien's hand and tugged him to his side gently.

"Lucien this is Severus, he's basically like my uncle, he was my mum's best friend. Sev this is Lucien, my intended," Harry said proudly.

"Do not call me Sev you brat," Severus growled before turning to Lucien with a polite look on his face. "Nice to meet you Mr Delecour,"

"You too sir," Lucien was suddenly feeling incredibly exposed, this man was obviously important to Harry, but he also reminded Lucien of his father's friends and he was a scary man. Harry's arm tightened around his waist when he pressed closer into his side. Green eyes looked at him confused and worried making him lower his own.

"Don't mind Severus young one, he comes across as scary, but he has a good heart and he cares a lot for Harry," Albus said softly.

"My bark is worse than my bite, though I bark quite well," Severus sniffed.

"Trust me," Harry whispered softly into his ear.

"You did well today Harry," Severus drawled but the honesty and pride were clear in his voice easing some of the tension in Lucien.

"Thanks, I'm just relieved that I didn't mess it up," Harry breathed out.

"Professor," Blaise nodded politely when he stepped over to them.

"Mr Zabini," Severus nodded to his student.

"You did good, and you didn't trip over your own robes this time," Blaise smirked.

"Shove off that was once! And they were too long!" Harry scowled.

"Uh huh keep telling yourself that," Blaise drawled.

"Hey it was! At least I didn't drink the wrong potion and end up purple and pink for three days," Harry smirked making Blaise blanch.

"I got told that it was the right potion!" Blaise scowled.

"I would hope that by now you would be able to make a visual identification of a potion by now," Severus's calm words had Blaise flinching and smiling sheepishly at his head of house.

"It was dark?" He said hopefully.

"Ah ha," Severus nodded unimpressed. "Now will you two stop arguing like an old married couple, honestly,"

"Well done Harry, that went brilliantly," Hermione smiled as she hugged Harry, Ron strolling up behind her.

"Yeah well done mate, it was really nice," Ron nodded.

"Hello professor Snape," Hermione smiled brightly at the man who sighed.

"Ms Granger,"

"Hello Professor," Ron said politely when Harry nudged him.

"Potter you do not need to carry on with this plan to try and make me sociable," Severus grumbled.

"Bu he seems to be doing so well Severus, normally you would not have attended, or at least stuck around once the actual ceremony was finished," Kingsley threw his arm over Severus's shoulder making the man, to Lucien's shock, blush.

"Come on, your aunt and uncle will probably want to see you," Harry said to Lucien. "We'll see you in the tent," He said to the others.

"You could 'ave stayed wiz zem Henri," Lucien said quietly.

"I said I would stay at your side and I will. Besides if I let you out of my sight you will probably be pounced on by 'well meaning friends' who want to know about us," Harry rolled his eyes as he raised Lucien's hand to his mouth to kiss it.

"Don't worry its being passed around to leave him well enough alone," Remus grinned sidling over to them.

"Oh wonderful, more rumours about my dangerous moods," Harry sighed. "I swear its not as bad as people are making it out to be!" he said to Lucien.

"Just that you are protective of Lucien," Remus assured him.

"Don't worry Henri, I don't believe you have a bad temper," Lucien chuckled.

"Lucien! 'Arry! That was wonderful, you both did so well! Ah Remus!" Alion was smiling widely when he reached out to shake all their hands, hugging Lucien.

"Eet was a wonderful ceremony," Raine nodded hugging Lucien.

"Thank you, I'm glad it went well," Harry smiled.

"Come on, everyone ees being seated for ze meal, you are both at ze top table," Gabriella hugged them both.

"Oh thank Merlin, my stomach has started eating itself," Harry groaned.

"Come on Henri," Lucien laughed. "We shall see you later Remus," he added shyly.

"I'll see you later," Remus nodded giving Harry a quick hug before they hurried to the main table.

"Alright people, now the first dance of the night, could the bride and groom come to the dance floor," The DJ called over the lightly chatting crowd. The meal had been lovely, if a little quiet at the top table as they had all felt their hunger when breaking their fast finally and concentrated on eating. Though Harry had been a little distracted with the small hums and mms of delight coming from Lucien that had sounded vaguely obscene and he had had to forcefully ignore the reaction his body was having to the sounds.

Everyone watched as Bill and Fleur held hands as they made their way to the dance floor in the centre of the marquee, the lights in dimming just enough for the atmosphere to change but so that they could still see around them, sparkling lights hit the dance floor, and soft music started as they reached the centre. Everyone smiled as they started dancing gracefully across the dance floor, Harry was pleasantly surprised to see that Ron's dancing abilities weren't hereditary.

They did look beautiful as they moved across the dance floor together, the lights glinting off of them as they swirled and danced, Fleur was almost glowing as they smiled happily at each other.

"Zey look so 'appy," Lucien sighed dropping his head onto Harry's shoulder as they watched the newly married couple dancing.

"They really do," Harry nodded.

"Do I get my dance zen?" Lucien asked.

"What now?" Harry choked looking at the dance floor where Alion and Raine and Molly and Arthur had started dancing as well.

"Oui, come on Henri, one dance and zen eef you do not want to we won't dance again," Lucien's eyes turned pleading and Harry new he was well and truly lost. With a groan that made Lucien laugh Harry stood and led Lucien through the table to the dance floor, ignoring the shocked looks he was getting from his friends as he passed, their destination clear.

Turning once they were on the dance floor he looked nervously at Lucien who just smiled and reached up to place his hand on Harry's shoulder and raised their joined hands, Harry automatically placed his hand on Lucien's waist when he stepped closer. Lucien grinned and stepped back, tugging Harry with him and before Harry realised they were dancing, a much simplified version of what the others were dancing but they were dancing.

He slowly relaxed and enjoyed having Lucien in his arms, especially when others started coming onto the dance floor. Lucien stepped even closer to him, their chests were pressed together, Lucien was warm and smelled gorgeous in his arms, the scent of lemon and honey drifting up. Looking down into Lucien's gorgeous face and eyes, his warm smile aimed purely at him and the happy, relaxed look on his face Harry wasn't aware of the songs drifting passed.

"You know we 'av been dancing for at least seven dances Henri?" Lucien finally asked letting go of Harry's hand to slip it around his neck when a slower song came on.

"What? Really?" Harry asked surprised.

"Zo you do not mind dancing wiz me zen?" Lucien asked with a knowing smile.

"Its much better when someone else is leading," Harry grinned tugging Lucien against him and bending to kiss him gently.

"Zo we can dance a little longer?" Lucien asked hopefully.

"Yeah, I'm good where I am," Harry shrugged kissing Lucien again. "I take it you like to dance?"

"I enjoy dancing, zo I 'ave never 'ad a date to dance wiz before," Lucien admitted. He laughed happily when Harry spin him in a circle before pulling him back.

"Then I guess we'll have to dance a lot then," Harry said softly.

"You would dance because I like to dance?" Lucien asked sounding surprised.

"I want you to be happy, if dancing makes you happy then I'll dance with you, besides I enjoy dancing with you. There are dance clubs we could go to in the muggle world at some point as well," Harry told him brushing his lips along Lucien's cheek to rest their faces together.

"I would like zat," Lucien said excitedly.

"Hey looking good you two, Lucien's feet have managed to stay unstamped on?" Bill called out as he and Fleur danced near to them.

"My feet are fine," Lucien laughed.

"You managed to get 'Arry up to dance and keep 'im up! You can work miracles cousin," Fleur giggled before Bill whisked her off again. Seeing the questioning look in Lucien's eyes Harry explained.

"Fleur was there to witness my very first, and completely disastrous, attempt at dancing for the Yule Ball for the Triwizard Tournament. It was horribly embarrassing, I danced with my partner, who had been a last minute find, a couple of times, crushed her feet horribly, and then spent the rest of the night sulking in a corner with Ron who was sulking over the fact that Hermione was at the dance with Viktor," Harry shrugged sheepishly when Lucien laughed.

"Viktor, Charlie's Viktor?" Lucien asked through his laughter.

"That very one," Harry nodded looking to where said men were wrapped in an intense conversation with each other.

"Oh Henri I'm sorry I did not mean to laugh, I just know know why you did not want to dance," Lucien snickered.

"Yes well, it wasn't my most heroic moment," Harry grinned at him.

"I like dancing wiz you," Lucien tightened his arms around Harry's neck and pressed closer.

"That's good, because I don't think I am ready to see you dancing in anyone else's arms," Harry husked, loving the shiver that went through Lucien's body.

"You know Henri, you are very…what iz ze word, sexy when you get possessive," Lucien said quietly into Harry's ear. Harry's arms tightened around Lucien's waist and closed his eyes as he desperately tried to get himself under control, the more confident Lucien became, the harder it was to cling onto his control.

Harry panted a little as he gratfully took a swing of his drink, somehow Lucien had managed to convince him to stay up for some of the faster numbers, and while he had stepped on Lucien's feet a couple of times he had managed well enough. But Fleur and Gabriella had snatched their cousin for a dance, allowing Harry a break and to get a drink.

"You look like you are having fun," Remus smiled flopping down into a seat at the table Harry was sitting at, panting a little himself.

"Could say the same for you. If I didn't know better I would be worried that she was going to crush you like a bug," Harry teased watching Remus blush.

"I'm too old for her," He shook his head.

"Oh shush, she knows what she wants, plus our life spans make it hardly anything. You deserve to be happy Remi," Harry kicked at Remus's chair.

"I'm…"

"If you say I'm a werewolf I swear I will hex that flower arrangement up your nose," Harry scowled pointing to the large flower arrangement in the centre of the table.

"Alright I won't," Remus had to chuckle in amusement. "You are more and more like your mother,"

"I will take that as a compliment," Harry sniffed.

"It was meant as one. Its good to see you so happy," Remus clapped Harry on the shoulder following Harry's eyes to where Lucien was dancing and laughing with his cousins, the three of them bopping and jumping to the beat.

"He makes me happy," Harry admitted.

"You deserve it," Remus said seriously making Harry look at him. "You have been through so much, you had to grow so fast. Anything that makes you happy I am never going to be against, any choices you make I will support,"

"How much have you had to drink?" Harry laughed.

"A little bit!" Remus pouted.

"I can tell," Harry fought his laughter at the sight of the werewolf's growing pout. He let out a oof when a body dropped itself into his lap full weight. Looking up at Lucien's flushed but smiling face he shook his head, Lucien had also been allowed a little to drink but appeared to have a very small tolerance for it.

"Henri!" Lucien sighed happily.

"Good dance?" Harry asked.

"Oui, eet waz fun, and my feet 'av recovered from that last stomp, zo zey are starting to 'hurt in my boots," Lucien grimaced a little holding his feet up for Harry to see.

"We were just talking about you," Remus told Lucien.

"Oh? Anyzing interesting?" Lucien looked between them a little worriedly.

"I was telling Harry that I have not seen him this happy," Remus said brightly.

"Oh, zank you," Lucien blushed gorgeously at Remus's words.

"Honestly I'm glad he's found someone that makes him so happy. He needs that, and love in his life," Remus nodded emphatically.

"TONKS!" Harry shouted across to the pink haired witch who bounced over.

"Wotcher, you must be Lucien, I've heard a lot about you," Tonks said shaking Lucien's hand enthusiastically.

"I was just saying that Harry deserves happiness and love and happiness in his life," Remus told Tonks.

"That's a lot of happiness. Come on Remi lets go for a walk," Tonks grinned taking Remus's hand and tugging him to his feet.

"Why?" Remus asked looking at Tonks suspiciously.

"Because I need a little air," Tonks said keeping a straight face.

"Oh, I should escort Tonks outside," Remus told Harry before holding his arm out to Tonks. Harry watched amused as the werewolf escorted Tonks outside before his attention was brought to the squirming blonde in his lap. Seeing that he had Harry's attention Lucien smashed their lips together in a hungry, though a little wet, kiss.

Lucien groaned into his mouth as Harry pressed his tongue along the seam of his lips and slid it inside the blonde's mouth, skillfully flicking and tasting Lucien in a way that made his head spin. Harry gained another groan when he slid his fingers into Lucien's hair and gripped it tight enough to tilt the younger man's head back to properly deepen the kiss.

Harry reluctantly pulled back when Lucien squirmed a little closer onto his lap, parts of him becoming very, very, very interested in the warm, squirming blonde on his lap. And from the feel of it Lucien was in much the same condition.

"Henri!" Lucien grumbled in protest.

"Lucien, you've had a bit to drink and we're in public, we need to calm down," Harry breathed out.

"You do not want to?" Lucien frowned, his small sway showing that he had had too much to drink.

"Lucien, I always want you, but we're not ready for that right now, and when you come apart like that in my arms it will be in private where spying eyes can not see you," Harry said firmly. When Lucien frowned a little deeper looking at him disbelievingly. Harry moved his grip to Lucien's hips and tugged him forwards so that he was sitting over the evidence of how much Harry had enjoyed the kiss. "Does that feel like I don't want you?"

"Ok, I believe you," Lucien sniffed before wriggling his hips a little. Harry quickly clamped down on his hips stopping his movement.

"You are being naughty!" Harry gritted out.

"Maybe you should punish me," Lucien's eyes twinkled when he looked at Harry making him groan.

"Water, we're getting you some water! And I am noting down that you get horny and mischievous when you've had a drink," Harry grumbled heaving himself up to his feet with Lucien still wrapped around him.

He quickly made his way to the refreshments table and grabbed a glass of water before retreating into another corner. After making Lucien drink the whole glass he sat with him snuggling on his lap as he sobered up. Harry stroked his hand up and down Lucien's back when the blonde rested his head on Harry's shoulder tiredly watching the dance floor.

"Henri, can I stay wiz you again tonight?" Lucien asked after nearly half an hour of them just sitting together.

"Lucien…"

"Non, Henri I am more…sober now. And perhaps we can ignore ze punishing comment? I just mean to sleep," Lucien chuckled blushing darkly as he remembered his words from earlier.

"Raine and Alion won't mind?" Harry asked concerned.

"You are my intended Henri, and zey trust you," Lucien shrugged.

"Then I would love to be able to sleep next to you again," Harry smiled kissing him.

"Come on, lets dance before ze dj finishes," Lucien grabbed Harry's hand and tugged him to his feet again, pulling him over to where Fleur, Bill, Charlie, Hermione and Ginny were dancing.

"Eet was a good night," Lucien sighed as he slipped into bed quickly followed by Harry. Ron, Fred and George's snoring already filling the room with them having gone ahead of Lucien and Harry to bed.

"It was, it was a good day on a whole. I don't think I will ever forget Dumbledore, Moody, Flitwick and McGonagall doing the macarena," Harry snickered.

"Zank you," Lucien said quietly wrapping his arms around Harry's chest and snuggling closer, slotting his leg between Harry's as the brunette wrapped his arms around Lucien's waist.

"For what?" Harry asked confused.

"For being zere, being wiz you made me feel safe and I could enjoy eet," Lucien admitted.

"I'll know you will Henri," Lucien smiled placing a kiss on Harry's chest before resting his head there and almost imedietly dropping off to sleep, leaving Harry awake for a little longer running the tips of his fingers up and down Lucien's back as he thought to the changes in his life the blonde had brought around in a matter of days, and the hopeful future they had together where it would be their own bonding they would be attending.
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