A/N: Alright everyone, here is the Epilogue and now this story has officially been finished. I have enjoyed this story so much and I appreciate all the support from each of you and appreciate you all sticking with me and reviewing on this story. I have no idea when I will write another Drarry story since in only a matter of days I will become a mom again as my son is due to be here in just a few days. I will write again, just not sure when :) Thanks again so much for all your reviews, favorites, and followers, I truly appreciate it! Enjoy!
Oh, there's some beach sex in this epilogue. You've been warned ;)
Chapter 34: Epilogue
"Harry, I have sand in places that should not have sand in them," Draco complained as he rolled over on the towel that was set up on the beach.
"But think about how they got there," Harry replied. He looked over at Draco who was blushing deeply. He grinned. He slid over closer to him and propped himself up on one elbow. He brushed his fingers up Draco's side and across his stomach and up his chest, grazing a nipple before moving up to cup his face. Draco's eyes were closed the entire time and he was biting his lip, moaning quietly at Harry's touch. "I could remind you, if you like," Harry whispered huskily as he leaned forward and pressed a feather light kiss to Draco's lips. Draco responded instantly and lifted his head slightly to have more contact.
They had been on the island for a week and as Draco had predicted, they didn't make it more than a minute into their arrival before they were divesting each other of their clothes and ravaging each other on the beach. The rest of the week had been spent quite similar in fashion. They spent most of their time lounging on the beach either nude or in swim trunks, but mostly nude. Harry did bring some of Draco's clothes and toiletry items in his trunk, but Draco barely wore the clothes and their showers ended up being far too erotic to remember to shampoo and wash their bodies thoroughly. Draco hadn't showered alone all week. He was amazed that they weren't burnt out on each other yet.
"Please do," Draco said in a needy tone. He opened his eyes and looked up at Harry. His eyes were the brightest green he had ever seen them and the fact that Harry had tanned so nicely only made them stand out more. Draco on the other hand remained mostly pale, only slightly tanner due to dousing himself in sunscreen to protect his skin. He realized then that Harry had been the dominating one all week and that Draco had not once been on top, well, at least when it came to sex. He wanted to change that. "Actually, how about I remind you?" Draco asked as he propped himself up on his elbows.
Harry's eyes widened in a slight panic. He hadn't thought about reversing their roles. It piqued his interest quite a bit. "Please do," Harry whispered, repeating Draco's words from a moment ago, including the needy tone.
Draco grinned. Harry rolled off of him and they switched positions. Harry was lying back on the towel, his eyes wide with anticipation and his body tense. Draco ran his hands up Harry's legs and up to his waist, crossing his stomach and moving up his chest. He did this a few times, trying to relax Harry. "Relax, love," Draco soothed. Harry took a deep breath and felt his body relax some.
Draco settled on top of Harry and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips. One of his hands rested at Harry's waist while his other arm propped him up next to Harry. He increased the pressure of the kiss and felt Harry relax even more. Harry brought one of his hands to the back of Draco's head and ran his fingers through his hair as his other hand moved down and grasped Draco's length. He moved his hand up and down him slowly. Draco stopped kissing Harry and growled slightly. Harry chuckled and didn't stop. Draco tried to push away the feelings that were coursing through him with Harry's touch, but it was proving to be hard.
He continued to kiss him and brought the hand that was at Harry's waist down across Harry's growing erection. He pulled on it a couple of times which distracted Harry enough to lose focus on touching Draco. Draco took that moment of distraction to bring his hand away from Harry's package and moved to his hole. He was suddenly nervous as he didn't want to hurt him, but he knew that he would enjoy it immensely so he didn't stay nervous for long. He broke the kiss and moved to Harry's jaw and neck. He muttered the lubrication and stretching spells as he moved down to Harry's chest and down more, kissing him lightly the entire way. Harry's breath had quickened and his back was arching slightly off the towel. Draco glanced up at him before he brought his mouth around Harry's fully hard cock and moved slowly up and down his length. Harry's breathing quickened more and he was making noises that Draco enjoyed very much.
He continued to move up and down Harry's length, keeping the speed the same. He rubbed his fingers together and felt the lubrication and took a deep breath as he began to push his finger into Harry's hole. He moved very slowly and waited for Harry to cringe like he had. He felt him tense around him, but he didn't utter a word. Draco looked up at him and saw some discomfort on his face. He lifted his head. "Harry, tell me if it is too much," he told him. Harry simply nodded and bit his lip. Draco frowned, but returned to what he was doing.
Draco pushed his finger in more and was fully inside. Harry tensed again and cried out. Draco looked up at him and saw both pain and pleasure in his face. He imagined that was how he looked the first time too. "Harry, do you want me to stop?" Draco asked.
Harry shook his head quickly. "No, most definitely not," he said through clenched teeth. Draco chuckled and went back to what he was doing. He started to move his finger in and out of Harry while he continued to move his mouth up and down his length. Harry was making some amazing sounds that encouraged Draco immensely. Draco pushed in another finger and Harry cried out, but the way he pushed back against Draco's hand, made him feel like he was heading in the right direction.
Draco continued to stretch and open Harry and soon Harry's noises were becoming more impatient and Draco knew that he needed to stop his torture and take him. He pulled his fingers out and sat up on his knees. He looked down at Harry who was panting and looking back at Draco with hooded green eyes.
"Are you ready?" Draco whispered. Harry nodded. Draco took a deep breath and settled himself at Harry's entrance. Harry lifted his hips slightly to give Draco better access. Draco gripped Harry's hips and slowly moved forward. It was a tight fit as he was bigger than a couple of fingers, but it didn't take long or much resistance until he was fully sheathed. Harry tensed around him and squeezed his eyes shut tightly. Draco waited until he adjusted to his size. Once Harry nodded, Draco started to move in and out of him slowly. It wasn't long before Harry was ready for more.
"More, Draco. Faster, deeper," he muttered nearly incoherently. Draco grinned and did as Harry requested. He lifted Harry's hips more and pushed in as deep as he could. He knew that he had reached Harry's pleasure spot by the nearly orgasmic cry that Harry made. He smirked down at him which Harry did not miss, but Draco didn't give him time to glare because he continued to push into him over and over. He lifted one hand and wrapped it around Harry's aching erection and started to move his hand up and down in the same rhythm as he moved in and out of Harry.
Within seconds, Harry cried out again. "Draco!" he cried in orgasmic bliss as hot come shot out of him and covered his stomach, chest, and even part of his face. His hole clinched around Draco then and Draco cried out as he came too, muttering things in a language that Harry didn't understand.
Soon they were both limp and Draco slid out of Harry and collapsed mostly on top of him. Both were panting heavily. Draco buried his face in the crook of Harry's neck and kissed him lazily. Harry waved his hand slowly as he muttered a cleaning charm to clean them up.
"You felt amazing," Draco muttered. He had slid more off of Harry, but he had one leg thrown over Harry's legs and one arm over Harry's stomach with his hand resting on Harry's chest. He was absently running his fingers through the hairs on Harry's chest.
"I should be saying the same to you," Harry muttered back. He turned his head and looked over at Draco. He moved onto his side and pushed himself against Draco and kissed him deeply. Draco kissed him back eagerly.
"Don't tell me you're ready to go again?" Draco said with a slight chuckle.
Harry laughed and shook his head. "No, I just want to kiss you. Draco, this week has been amazing. I have never felt as fulfilled as I have since we've been here, since I've been with you. I am so grateful for you. I don't know what I'd do without you," he confessed.
"You have no idea how much that means to me to hear you say that. As bad as this may sound, I'm glad you came into St. Mungos that day and that I was the only one who could fix you. I can't imagine my future without you in it. I don't foresee any future that doesn't include you," Draco replied.
"Draco, I remembered something the other day," Harry began. Draco looked at him curiously. "I remembered something that you said to me while I was in my fog. I'm not sure how I remember it, but it came to me the other day."
Draco scrunched his eyebrows up in confusion. He had said a lot of things to Harry while he was in that mental state. "What is that?" he asked.
Harry took a deep breath. "I want to marry you and have kids with you too," he whispered. His eyes were wide with his confession.
Draco's eyes widened as well as he remembered saying those words to him. "You do?" he said in a quiet voice.
"More than anything," Harry replied.
Draco smiled brightly and he leapt at Harry with a gleeful cry and planted a sloppy, deep kiss on his lips and pulled him into a tight hug. Tears came to his eyes and he shook his head to dispel them. He felt like he had cried far too much in both good and bad ways with Harry. He lifted his head and looked down at Harry who looked like he was going to cry too.
"No, we are not crying. We've done enough of that. We are starting fresh after we leave here. There will be no more crying," Draco ordered as a few tears slipped down his cheeks.
Harry laughed and nodded. "Okay, no crying," he replied as he tried to stop a few tears from escaping like Draco.
"I love you, Harry, so much," Draco whispered. He brought his hand up to Harry's face and cupped his cheek. He wiped a stray tear from his cheek and leaned forward to kiss him gently.
"I love you too, Draco," Harry said against Draco's lips. His stomach growled loudly, interrupting the romantic moment. He blushed deeply as Draco chuckled slightly. Then he blushed when his stomach growled too.
"I guess we worked up an appetite," he commented. Harry laughed and nodded. "Let's go eat. I need to get out of this sun for a bit and I think I need another shower," he said as he pushed himself up from the sand. He reached his hand out and grinned at Harry. Harry took his hand and allowed him to pull him up. Draco surprised him as he looped an arm around Harry's leg and scooped him up. Harry let out a girlish cry in surprise which made Draco laugh as he started carrying Harry back to the house. Harry sighed in contentment and rested his head against Draco's chest for a moment. He kissed him gently on the shoulder.
"We start work at the end of August," Harry commented about halfway up to the house.
Draco stopped where they were and looked down at him. "What kind of work?"
Harry cleared his throat. "My name is Professor Harry Potter, Muggle Studies professor at Hogwarts and you must be Professor Draco Malfoy, Potions professor at Hogwarts."
Draco's eyes widened. "Professor Malfoy? A potions professor?" he questioned in disbelief.
Harry nodded. "I sent McGonagall an owl yesterday to tell her we accepted her offer. I hope that's alright," he said, suddenly unsure if he should have consulted with Draco first.
Draco's eyes filled with tears again and Harry bit his lip nervously. "I'm going to be a potions professor," Draco whispered. Then a smile started forming on his lips and it grew broader and broader until it was nearly blinding. Harry smiled. Obviously, Draco was happy about this.
"What do you think about August 12 for a wedding?" Harry asked, moving on to another thought randomly.
Draco snapped his gaze back to Harry. "Who's wedding?"
Harry rolled his eyes. "Ours, of course," he stated.
Draco's eyes widened and Harry could feel his arms trembling under his weight. Harry thought he might be safer out of Draco's arms at this moment so he managed to slide himself out of his hold and stood in front of him instead. Draco was still staring at him. His eyes were getting wider and then his face fell into an expression of sheer panic. Harry frowned and shifted his weight nervously.
"That's like a month and a half away…" Draco said, his voice trailing off.
"Well, yeah, but I want to be married to you before we go to Hogwarts. That way we won't have separate living quarters and really, I think we've waited long enough to get married," Harry pointed out.
"But you can't plan a wedding in a month and a half and then you want me to start a whole new career a couple of weeks later. There is planning that will need to be done and people to see and lessons to be planned and…." Draco stopped as Harry pressed his finger to Draco's lips and shushed him. Draco looked down at him, the panic still evident in his eyes.
Harry smiled fondly at him and removed his finger and leaned up and kissed him gently on the lips. "Draco, everything will be just fine. If there is anyone who can plan a wedding and plan potions lessons, it's you. You are by far the most gifted and skilled person I know, even trumping Mione. You can do this without batting an eyelash. I have faith in you, love," he assured him.
The panic slid away from Draco's eyes and he took on a smug expression and nodded. "Yeah, I can totally do this. I am definitely better than Hermione Granger," he stated confidently. He grabbed Harry's hand and started to pull him towards the house, his walk had a certain swagger that Harry didn't mind watching at all. He smiled to himself. He knew that by comparing him and saying he was better than Hermione, would push him in the right direction. Some habits would never die. Harry shook his head and followed behind him.
Draco stopped a moment later and turned around to look down at Harry, a frown in place. "Potter, you did that on purpose," he stated.
Harry smiled sheepishly and blushed. He shrugged. "Well, I only speak the truth," he replied.
Draco lifted an eyebrow and smirked at him. He shook his head and rolled his eyes and then pulled Harry towards him. He kissed him deeply once and then embraced him, kissing his forehead. "I love you," he said.
Harry smiled. "I love you too."