The wedding venue had been Harry’s choice, and Draco could honestly say he couldn’t have made a better one. It was a small, private castle with bright white stone walls, just far enough from civilisation that they didn’t have to worry above the muggles in the local town noticing anything unusual about their festivities. That wasn’t why Harry had chosen it though. He’d chosen it for the beautiful blue sea that lapped at the cliff face below them, and Draco had to admit as he stared out at the horizon, that it was like being a fairy tale.