It had been 5 years after the Second Wizarding War and Draco Malfoy had never thought he would end up here.
'Here' meant slow dancing in Harry Potter's arms at the Burrow's wide backyard with a bunch of Weasleys and the remaining of the Blacks for Christmas.
He watched as his cousin, Sirius Black, danced with Remus Lupin. Molly and Arthur were laughing joyfully as they danced. His mother and his aunt, Andromeda were sitting down with little Teddy Lupin, talking and laughing like the sisters they were. Every of the Weasley's children was there dancing with their respective partner.
Suddenly he found himself away from Harry and in Ron's arms. "Ronald!" he gasped, laughing when he saw Hermione had taken Harry instead.
He laid his head on the taller's broad shoulder, feeling quite small in his arms. "You had that faraway look on your face. Harry does too," Ron started, his voice soft and sounded fond. "So Hermione and I thought we could separate you for a moment and ask what was wrong."
At first, it was weird when the Weasleys had accepted Draco in when he started dating Harry. Ron was against it so bad and spent months grovelling about their relationship and how they shouldn't be together. It had hurt Draco and his agreement had caused a massive fight between him and Harry.
He remembered Harry's expression when he said he had agreed with Ron's words. It was filled with hurt, disbelief and betrayal. Harry left the house, slamming the front door shut loudly, leaving Draco standing in the kitchen on his own in the quiet house. He was spiralled into depression and that almost made him lost his job.
A week after, Harry came back and apologised for leaving, "I shouldn't have left. I should've stayed and fought for us, make you see how much you mean to me. But instead, I acted like a dumbass and left. I'm so sorry, Draco." When Draco didn't reply, he added, "Healer Warren said you didn't look so good when you went to work. I thought.. I thought I should check up on you." Draco only stared at Harry blankly before smiling emotionlessly, "I'm fine, Harry. Thank you for asking." His response had made Harry cry.
Harry told Hermione about what had happened and she forced Ron to apologise as well. "I'm sorry for being harsh on you, Malfoy. Look, I can't say that I will always be nice because it's quite hard after all these years spent on hating you but I'll try my best," he had said. It was a long journey to accept each other and they both struggled on how to act with each other. Draco kept in all of his automatic witty replies that Harry was accustomed to, leaving him looking like someone mute. He was scared that one wrong thing and everyone would be against him.
It wasn't until Draco had a sudden severe mental breakdown when he was far in the backyard of the Burrow that changed the dynamic of their friendship forever. Ron was in his room after a shower when he felt like he should glance at the window and instantly saw Draco knelt on the ground, pulling his hair harshly while sobbing loudly. Without even pulling a shirt on, he rushed down only in his trousers and hugged the other male tightly, hushing him and whisper sweet nothings in his ears. It wasn't until a solid hour later when he was finally calm. Then, their friendship had developed with Ron being an overprotective big brother for him.
Coming back to reality, Draco smiled, burying his face in Ron's neck. "I was just thinking about how I managed to be here. It felt so surreal," he said. Ron chuckled deeply. The vibrations of the laugh seeped into Draco's skin. "If younger me knew I'd be here dancing with you in my arms while smirking at Harry who's glaring at me like the jealous boyfriend he is, I would've obliviated myself for sure."
Draco glanced at Harry and indeed that the male was glaring at them.
"Maybe I should try to kiss you and see how Harry would react," Ron smirked mischievously. Draco laughed and slapped his arm lightly. "Harry will hex you if so, Ron," he said, rolling his eyes. "And Hermione would've had my arse hex too." Ron playfully hummed and squeezed his bum before patting it. Draco gasped with an affronted look. "It is quite a nice arse. We wouldn't want to ruin such a fine piece of art after all."
Draco tried to escape Ron and screamed loudly, "Molly! Help me! Ron is being a pervert! He's saying dirty stuff to me and he touched my bum in front of Harry!"
Ron let him go with a betrayed look.
"RONALD WEASLEY!"
The youngest ginger male ran away with a yelp. His siblings laughed as they watched him hide behind George. Draco smirked triumphantly and turned to Harry, who was still glaring at him. "Had fun being groped?" he asked. The blond snorted and clung onto his boyfriend with a pout. "It felt weird. I feel like I was being harassed by a troll," he whined.
Harry pecked his cheek with a grin, clasping something on his wrist. "Do you like my present?" Draco raised his left hand to show the rose gold bracelet with a cute snake and lion charms on them. He gasped in shock, turning teary eyed. "I love it so much, Harry. It's absolutely beautiful and very elegant. Thank you," he said. "I placed a few protection spells on it and a tracking spell. In case you're in danger or anything close to it happens, it'll alert me through my wand," Harry informed. "I don't want anything bad to happen to you, love."
"Oh, darling," he listened to the clanking sound it made with a smile. "That's very thoughtful of you."
"I have a gift of my own too. Wait here," Draco said and quickly ran upstairs, almost bumping into Molly along the way. "Draco Lucius Malfoy! No running in the house!" she scolded. "You could've gotten hurt, young man!" Draco just laughed and apologised. "I'm sorry, Molly!"
As soon as he left, he came back quickly with a small box in his hand.
Draco giggled as he sat down on the floor by Harry's legs and held the box to him. "Open it!"
Harry opened them and blushed bright red. "A.. collar..?" he trailed off, feeling embarrassed when everyone there looked at him knowingly. Draco nodded his head and closed his eyes. Soon his body started to transform, turning smaller and smaller until he was nothing but a fluffy white furball.
"You're an animagus!" Harry said excitedly. "You're a kitten animagus!" he cooed and held the cute creature in his hands. "Merlin's beard! You're adorable~" He grabbed the collar and clasped it around Draco's neck. Harry's Kitten glimmered in the dim light. He grabbed the other collar and clasped them around his own neck before transforming into a black dog.
Draco's Puppy
Harry barked excitedly and bit Draco by the neck gently before running towards the garden to play.
Everyone watched them fondly.
