Title: Do you remember?
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digthewriterFandom/Pairing: Harry Potter. Harry/Draco
Rating: G
Word Count: 100x3
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slythindor100 Prompt (young ones at Hogwarts). | For adventdrabbles Prompt image here. 
A/N: Unbetaed. Part one of the series that will be called: A Season for Weddings. It's slowburn, getting together, with probably no smut. LOL. Sorry! Mostly likely written as a drabble series.
Summary: He was beautiful like a well-decorated Christmas tree.
Story Summary: Always the Best Man, but ever good enough? Harry sees Malfoy at engagement parties and weddings for many years. Eventually, they decide they need to stop meeting like this.
According to Pansy, their romance initially began a year after the war ended and the rehabilitation project for Hogwarts began. “It was near Christmas and she was mine!” Pansy said. She’d been assigned to the task whereas Ginny was mostly a volunteer to the project.
Whey Pansy and Ginny talked about what had sparked between them at their engagement party, Harry had his own memories from those days.
Harry remembered the first day they’d been back. Taking the boats to the castle in the middle of the night, similar to how they’d done when they were First Years— yet the feeling was different. Anticipation of starting something new was replaced with determination of fixing one of the most important things in his life. Hogwarts was his home, and it would forever be.
He’d looked over to the boat next to his and seen Malfoy there. Looking hopeful, no longer the grimacing and spoiled child, but a resolute-looking young man. Harry had thought, for a brief moment, how beautiful Malfoy looked under the moonlight, and then had immediately dismissed the thought.
Now, looking back at Malfoy standing by Pansy’s side, that thought seemed to have crept back in.
Malfoy caught Harry looking and smiled. He raised his champagne flute towards him and nodded once. A moment Harry found himself repeat-playing in his head over and over again.
He should’ve talked to Malfoy that evening, but he didn’t. He’d arrived to the party with Luna and chose to be by her side almost the whole time.
"You should dance with someone, Harry," she’d said after they had danced together for five songs.
"Why, you don’t like my company?" he asked teasingly. “Or, do you want to dance with someone else?”
She chuckled and rested her head on his shoulder. “I’m happy here.”
END NOTES: Just a quick one - don't read too much into it, Harry and Luna are just friends. <3
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