Twist Of Fate *Muggle AU*

The End

A/N: WARNING SMUT AHEAD. SMUTTY SMUT!!!
Also, this is it; this is literally the end. I hope everyone enjoyed Twist Of Fate.
Harry's POV

We sat in the car in a comfortable silence, Draco had a pleasant smile on while he focused on the road. I could tell that he had more on his mind than just driving. He was excited for this surprise and he was content with us. So was I, though my mind was spinning happily with many things. The surprise of the unfortunate, but understandable ending of him being my counselor. It was alright though, because he would help me find someone suitable to replace him as a counselor, because Draco said he would be there for me. That alone gave me a confidence and a strength that I need to push through happily, with a smile on my face. Also him calling me cute, and sweet boy also helped to elevate my mood. Not that I'd ever admit that out loud.

"Draco? What is this?" I asked when he parked in a parking spot of a deserted driveway.

"Just, trust me please." His voice sounded entirely too close to begging for a Malfoy. The building looked large enough to be used for events, maybe back in its prime.

"I really don't think we should be here." I started in, a little concerned. Deep down I knew that I could trust Draco, so I stayed by his side. Sometimes, just on the surface, my insecurities liked to lie, and take over the wheel so to say.

"Harry Potter, have I ever made you think I'd do something horrible?" He joked while smirking, before I could reply he kissed me. "Don't you dare answer that." He whispered, low like a growl, in my ear. He gave me goosebumps, and I took a shaky breath and and agreed.

"Now, before I open this door, it's a week before Christmas and I wanted to give you your present early." He explained matter-of-factly. It was almost Christmas. Had I- had I almost forgotten my normal Christmas blues? Had I been so busy with Draco that I temporarily forgot about the feelings that normally take me over in this time. It had seemed so, in fact even at this moment, thinking about it, didn't affect me the way it had. I still grieve for my lost parents, I always would, just as I would always love them. So what good was I doing them by living in the past and especially when my present, possibly even my future, lay with Draco.

Draco opened the door for me, and I gasped as my jaw dropped. It was huge, gorgeously decorated- magical, even. From the newly polished floors to the faux snow that littered the entire area. How it glistened in the candle light, which hung from invisible strings on the ceiling. The bar that was stocked with all kinds of snacks and goodies, and music that bumped gently, disturbing the fallen snow and making it dance on its own accord. Everyone in our joined families was there. From Sirius, to Ron and Hermione, and the whole Weasley family. Also Blaise, Pansy, Luna, and Narcissa.

"Harry?" Hermione called, suddenly making everything real. I smiled so brightly my face felt like it was glowing. Seeing her reminded me of the conversation that we had not that long ago about Draco.

I knocked on their door, this time more shy, self conscious, and unsure of myself. It was after my second date with Draco, and I just finished talking with Sirius about my new found relationship. Ron answered the door with a puzzled look on his face.

"Is everything alright mate? Normally you just come in here." He inquired checking me over for any physical signs of possible malfunction.

"Yeah." I answered more in agreement with his second statement than in confirmation of his first. Ron urged me to come in, telling me that Hermione would be joining us soon enough. Being as far along as she was now she had started naps in her down time. Which everyone thought was a lovely idea, and so we waited and chatted. Time passed quickly once we decided to break out our old chessboard. Ron had just finished mopping the floor with me when Hermione joined us in the living room. She came bearing the gift of hot tea.