The room was silent except for the soft rustle of robes and the faint hum of anticipation. Draco stood at the altar, perfectly composed, but his eyes glimmered with something soft and private as Harry approached.
When it was time for the vows, Draco smirked, turned to Harry, and began with:
"Hey, Asshole."
The guests gasped in scandalized delight.
Harry laughed, bright and loud, shaking his head. "Couldn't start it any other way, could you?"
And as they exchanged rings, it was clear to everyone in the room that "Hey, Asshole" had somehow become the purest declaration of love anyone could imagine.
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"Hey, Asshole" | A Drarry Short Story
FanficIf Harry ever set up a muggle dating profile, his description would say: 'anyone who's interested message me by replying to this question: If you ever met a very famous person, what would you say to them?' and after getting numerous boring responces...
