Touch Starved

Please

Draco and you made your way down the aisle, as people clapped for you. Smiled and so much love filling such a small tent. You made your way into the Weasley house. Where Hermione insisted she come and take some photos of you both. You thought you would be able to catch a couple minutes alone, finding one another by the large window in the kitchen. He grabbed you pulling you back to him quickly, he kisses you deeply. The way he would kiss you when you were alone. His hands sitting at the small of your back and in the hairs at the nape of your neck, how he'd wanted to kiss you the moment he laid eyes on you when the tent first opened to you.

Your hands found themselves hanging from his neck, needing him so desperately.

You were lost in your moment when a flash went off, you smiled at Hermione once Draco finally released you. How had you not heard her come in? Although you had to admit you were distracted.

"Okay Malfoy's" She spoke, the smile on your face spreading into a deep grin. You would have to get used to being a Malfoy, but today wasn't that day. For now you just walked, being lead by Draco into the back of the house. You were so lost in the sight of him you hadn't noticed Hermione was talking to you.

"Sorry what?" you asked, looking at her.

"Only one more, can you kiss for me?" she asked

"Absolutely we can" Draco turned, his body facing you, his hand rising to touch your cheek softly. You caught his lovely eyes as they looked over you, really just taking in as much of today as one man could manage. Thank Merlin Hermione had this idea to take pictures. He leaned down once his gaze met your lips. Not able to resist them anymore, he was soft, his mouth gentle on yours. You smiled into his kiss as he sighed, a sense of relief pulling him in.

You lost yourself here once again, in his kiss. Thinking for a second about all the times he had done this, even as far back as the first time he held you, kissing your lips as he prepared to see Harry Potter for the first time in years. Or the way he kissed you the morning after you made love for the first time, or when you told him you loved him the very first time. This was another one of those moments, pivotal in your relationship. Milestones.

You had been so lost in the moment again Hermione must have wandered her way away from you, leaving you two with even just a few sweet moments of alone time before Ginny came searching for you.

"We're married" Draco spoke once his lips left yours, his face still so close you could feel his breath on your skin.

"We are" you just watched him. Here in this moment, nothing in the world could make you feel anything less than perfect. Standing with your newlywed husband wrapped in your embrace, the world had nothing on you.

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Ginny had found you two before long, rolling her eyes as she turned the corner and caught you.

"Lets go Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy, people are waiting for you!" She instructed, waving you two over to her.

"Ready to impress Mrs. Malfoy?" he asked, knowing it was going to be a long night of hugs and congratulations.

"I'm ready. Are you?" he was the one who still had to get used to feeling as much love as you were sure was willing that tent.

"No at all" he laughed, your own laughter joining his.

You walked into the tent behind Ginny, your eyes taking a moment to adjust to the lighting. The room had transformed, the stage had disappeared and instead graced a wooden dance floor with sweet fairy lights hanging over it, mimicking the stars in enchanted ceiling, which was now graced with aurora borealis, you had mentioned to Hermione maybe only once how much you love it from the memorial ball. Her memory was that of legend of course.