Fleur looked beautiful - of course she did. She was easily the most beautiful woman in the room on any given day, but today she was positively radiant in her wedding gown, glowing with joy and pleasure as Bill spun her around the dance floor. But Draco wasn’t particularly looking at her. He had eyes for only one person, and he was currently being led around in something that loosely resembled a waltz by his godfather. Harry was smiling though, and that was all that mattered.