Draco came downstairs a few minutes later, dressed in black dress pants, a dark green dress shirt, and black shoes. His hair was fluffy since he didn't put any gel in it. He grabbed harrys hand, and the two apparated off to hogsmeade.

"Where are we going?" Draco asked curiously, playing with Harry's fingers. 

"You'll see," he smiled.

Harry led them down the path to Zoncos, and brought him inside. "Do you know what this place is?"

"The prank shop on hogsmeade?" Draco raised an eyebrow.

"Well yes...but what else?" He wrapped his arms around his waist.

"Hmm..." He rested his head in Harry's chest. "I dunno,"

"It's where we had our first kiss," he smiled.

"It is?" He looked around. "Oh yeah! It is," he smiled.

"Yep," he kissed him softly and pulled away. "And do you know why I brought you here?"

"To kiss me again?.."

"Well, close," he got the ring out of his pocket and got on one knee, making Draco squeak.

"Draco Lucius Malfoy, I fucking love you. I love you more than anyone I ever have. I brought you here because I want a tradition. First kiss, proposal, honeymoon, and all of our anniversaries." He played with the ring.

"I want you to be my husband, Draco. I knew I wanted you to be ever since we kissed. All I can think about anymore is you on my arm, teddy running around with probably a dog unless we adopt more children, and a nice little house with nice neighbors. I want you to grow old a wrinkly with me, and still be on my arm as were in our rocking chairs with teddy's grandchildren,"

Draco teared up and giggled, wiping at his eyes. "Really?"

"Really. I want to watch as you walk down the aisle, I want to watch as you say your vows, I want to watch you as we walk hand in hand as Mr.  and Mr. Potter."

"Mr. Malfoy," he giggled.

"We'll talk about it," he smiled, making Draco laugh. "So, my love, will you marry me?"

Draco looked around at everyone staring at them, and smiled.

"Of course. Now come here and kiss me,"