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Harry faced Draco in the frigid clearing, their bodies close. The charms kept them warm as the snowflakes fell silently, dotting their formal robes.
They stood, with the ancient trees as their only witnesses.
“Love is just a word until you find someone who gives it definition,” Harry whispered. “You’re my someone.” He brushed his gloved thumb over Draco’s pale cheekbone.
“The best relationships are the ones you never saw coming.” Draco leaned into Harry’s touch. “I should have, though. You never once left my mind.”
They kissed in the stillness of the woods, sealing their vows for a lifetime.