Drarry Oneshots (𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆)

Happy Anniversary

Top!Harry

Bottom!Draco

Author: RamblingGirl (on ao3)

Showing love and affection had always been difficult for both Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy. Both had been raised in less than adequate circumstances; Harry being raised by abusive family members that despised him for existing, and Draco raised to hate all those below his own blood status and being forced to become a Death Eater. Suffice to say that when they first started dating, it was painful to learn to love and to figure out what each other's love language was. But they made it through dating for two years before Draco decided he was tired of calling Harry his 'boyfriend' and thought that 'husband' had a better ring to it.

So they got engaged and had a large party to celebrate the both of them, and an even bigger wedding the following year. Anybody who was anybody was in attendance of the union between Potter and Malfoy. Of course, everybody was there but Malfoy's own parents. His father was rightfully rotting away in Azkaban and his mother had been so distraught about losing her husband to Azkaban that she literally went looney. She had to be sent to the mental ward of St. Mungo's and they kept her there until Draco was able to find a more permanent setting for her to be cared for. She still knew who Draco was, but sadly wasn't able to cope with much more than simple small talk. The day that she was transferred to her nursing home, Draco had cried and Harry had rocked him to sleep. That was the day that Draco decided he only needed Harry in his life, and coincidentally it was the same day he decided to sell Malfoy Manor, in favor of living at Grimmauld Place.

But that was years ago, and Draco had learned to cope with losing both of his parents. It brought him closer to Harry; both knowing what it's like to be orphaned, though Draco's circumstances were much different to his husband's, it still made him feel more connected.

With their anniversary coming up, both Harry and Draco were preparing for a special night. It was their second anniversary of being married, and they desperately wanted it to be a night worth remembering. They also wanted to redeem themselves from their previous anniversary, which had gone horribly wrong.

To mark the occasion of their first wedding anniversary the year previous, Draco had decided he was going to go all out and plan a huge, romantic weekend away in America. For months on end, he planned for this week-long getaway. He knew Harry was stressing about his Auror training and Draco himself was getting a bit too carried away in his potions research. They severely needed some time to just focus on one another, and forget about everything that was going on in their lives; from day-to-day Daily Prophet articles speculations about their relationship, to their friends complaining about not going out with them anymore, it got tiring. Draco had hoped that being in a different country and surrounded by muggles would be a great place to unwind.

But boy, oh boy, was he wrong. The day that they were supposed to start packing and head to the port-key, Harry had gone and gotten himself injured during a training exercise, the dense git that he is. So the entire time they should have been relaxing in some tacky American hotel with over-priced cocktails, they were instead stuck inside St. Mungo's hospital while Harry's leg was being repaired. Like come on, how does someone fall and injure all four major ligaments in the knee during a training? And get a concussion so severe that he could only speak parseltongue for an entire day? Well Harry Potter-Malfoy had figured out a way.

Draco had been quite peeved when he got the owl from Ron Weasley stating that there had been an accident involving Harry at the Ministry. He had specifically asked Harry ahead of time to take the week off including the day they were to travel, but Harry, being the stubborn, workaholic prat that he is, asked if he could work up until it was time to go for the port-key. Draco only conceded because Harry asked him while batting those pretty lashes at him, not being able to say no to his gorgeous green eyes. Well, that and Harry sucked him off twice that night in means of convincing him to change the plan.