I'm trying to hold my breath, let it stay this way, can't let this moment end.
Harry held onto Draco tightly, never wanting to let go of him. They had done so much they both regretted, and they just needed each other after the greatest battle held at Hogwarts.
You set off a dream in me. Getting louder now, can you hear it echoing?
Harry wanted to become an Auror, and Draco wanted to be a healer. They didn't want to cause any more harm to people, and they dreamt it ever since it became an option for them. They would always come home after training and tell each other what they did, and always listened.
Take my hand, will you share this with me? Cause darling, without you...
Harry fiddled with the ring box in his pocket. Inside of it was a simple silver band with 3 stones embedded into it. An emerald, for Harry's eyes, a blue Agate for Draco's eyes, and a diamond between the two. When Draco got home, he knelt to the ground.
"Draco, will you marry me?"
All the shine of a thousand spotlights, all the stars we steal from the night sky will never be enough.
Once the news got out, there were always flashing bulbs in Harry's face, reporters wondering why he would marry an Ex-Deatheater. He simply shrugged and ignored them, always going home to his wonderful Fiance who held the sky in his eyes, almost as if the heavens had purposely provided Draco with stars for eyes.
Towers of gold are still to little, these hands could hold the world but it'll never be enough for me.
Lucius gave Draco the option to break off the engagement and take his inheritance. Draco refused because it wasn't worth it if Harry wasn't there with him. Lucius insisted that he could have everything, but Draco was long gone.
Never enough, never, never. Never enough, never, never. Never enough for me.
Harry was in a beautifully tailored white formal robe, smiling at his lover across from him. It was their wedding day, and they had written their own vows. Harry began reading first. He said:
"All the shine of a thousand spotlights, all the stars we steal from the night sky will never be enough, never be enough."
Draco teared up. He was in long black formal robes, with his hair laying loose. Harry liked it better that way. He looked at his emerald eyed lover and let him slide the ring onto his finger. He began his own vows.
"Towers of gold are are still to little. These hands could hold the world but it'll never be enough for me."
Once they finished exchanging vows and rings, the officiant called out "You may now kiss the groom!" And they shared a tender kiss.
Never Enough, Never Never... for me
