Title: Wassail, Round 6
Author: Constant Vigilance
Status: FIN
Email: tirel@pcnuthut.com

Website: https://www.angelfire.com/tv2/firebird_ascending/
Rating: PG
Pairing: H/D, RH/SS
Spoilers: None. AU 7^th year.
Warnings: Slash, RH/SS lurve, WAFF
Disclaimer: I own nothing. JKR is God.
Summary: One year later.
Notes: Written for The Hexfiles December Challenge. 500 words using ‘wassail’, ‘charm’, and ‘solstice.’

 

 

“Wassail!” Dumbledore slurred, holding his cup up to the room in general. Harry and Draco, sitting this time on the same side of the Slytherin table, stifled their giggles. Draco picked his flagon of pumpkin juice up off of Leo’s head and clinked it to Harry’s.

 

“Wassail, love,” he grinned.

 

“And to you,” Harry replied.

 

It was one year later and they were back at Hogwarts. This time filling the positions of Muggle Studies and History of Magic professors. So many things had changed, and yet so many things remained the same…as evidenced by Sinestra climbing up on the Gryffindor table to announce, “I charmed the Gobstones to spit out flavored lube! Who’s up for a game?”

 

Harry nearly choked on his juice as he observed the odd group of people making a dash for a good seat in the game. One decided difference was that, this year, Snape wasn’t joining in. Instead, he sat at the Head Table next to Hagrid, talking softly and holding hands. Yes, one year had made all the difference.

 

Harry and Draco had announced their intent to pursue a relationship at breakfast on the students’ first day back. When asked what the hell they were thinking, that they were the most bizarre idea for a couple ever…they just smiled at a flushing Snape and Hagrid and shook their heads. “Not quite the oddest,” they chided. “And sometimes, the oddest couples make the best couples. They have to really work to make the relationship blossom.”

 

Less than a week later, Harry and Draco were old news as Hagrid and Snape announced their engagement. That spring, Harry stood up for Hagrid and Draco for Snape in the most talked about marriage ceremony in Hogwart’s history. That summer, Hagrid and Snape had given Harry and Draco away in the second most talked about marriage ceremony in Hogwart’s history.

 

Harry cuddled into his husband’s side and kissed him behind the ear. Draco shivered and smiled down at his beloved. “What was that for, love?” he whispered.

 

Harry shrugged. “Just thinking how much has changed in the last year.”

 

“For the good?” Draco prodded with a smile.

 

“For the best,” Harry stretched to place a tender kiss on his husband’s lips.

 

Draco grinned up at the Head Table. “At least poor Hagrid won’t have to sleep outside all night this year.”

 

“And I won’t have to watch you sniffing your mentor’s panties,” Harry returned.

 

Draco blushed and jostled Harry’s arm. “Shut up!”

 

“I’m still trying to charm that particular memory out of my head.” Harry snickered.

 

“Just that one?” Draco breathed.

 

Harry nodded and stared dreamily into Draco's eyes. “The rest I wouldn’t do away with for the world.” Ignoring the yells of the Gobstones players and Dumbledore’s wassailing calls, they came together, lips gently nibbling at one another…one mouth catching the sighs of the other.

 

When they leaned back, they smiled happily and nestled close together again…

 

…reveling in the best Solstice celebration ever.

 

FIN! FIN I say!!!!