Song- Don't Say You Do

Draco took in shaky breaths as he stood before the people of his kingdom, Harry by his side.

"I'm sure you all must be quite confused as to why I have called you all here," Draco said smoothly, hiding his nervousness.

A few nods of agreement, a few harsh shouts. Draco closed his eyes and breathed in, remembering his friends were all behind him, also listening. So far, only he, Harry, and Narcissa knew of the circumstances.

In a moment, the entire kingdom of Durmstrang would know.

Harry's fingers laced with Draco's, and he squeezed his hand. This was met with a few angry shouts, but Draco simply opened his eyes and smiled at him before speaking.

"There was a woman named Lily Evans. She was the sole ruler of the Gryffindor Kingdom. But the people weren't happy with having a woman ruler. They insisted she marry. She fell in love with the king of the Slytherin Kingdom, James Potter. They were married within a month, and life seemed to be perfect. James and Lily Evans had united the two kingdoms. And then news spread across the land; Lily was to have a baby. A beautiful baby boy. But just moments after the birth of the baby, the castle was overtaken by the Durmstrang kingdom. Lily and James Evans were murdered, and it was believed the child died. But rumors circulated that the baby had survived, that one of the soldiers simply couldn't kill such a pure being, and instead took it to Durmstrang to live life under a name his mother never had the chance to give him."

Some people looked like they were starting to understand, others just looked more confused.

"The rumors are true. The baby survived, and lived many years under the last name of Potter rather than Evans. That child's name is Harry Potter, heir to the kingdoms of Gryffindor and Slytherin, and he's standing right next to me."

Gasps and shouts met this. Draco rose his voice above them.

"Harry Potter and I shall be coronated on the same day. I don't care how angry you are. This is what is happening. Please get over it. Thank you." Draco turned around and tugged Harry away.

He was met with the shocked stares of Pansy and Ron.

"You're a prince?" Pansy asked.

Harry shrugged. "Apparently."

"My prince," Draco murmured, resting his head on Harry's shoulder.

Pansy wrinkled her nose. "Gross. Get your affection away from me."

Draco and Harry just laughed.