"And having Draco taken away from us, almost killed me.  I never want to feel that vulnerable, or that kind of hurt ever again".  He pressed forward.  "That being said, I told him, no I demanded from him, that he will be my husband, if not for anything else, but make our bond even stronger.  His answer was no", said Harry.  Rubbing his hands across his face, he sat down in front of them.
"He had every right to say no, because of the way I asked.  I have apologized, he has forgiven me, but I realized that he deserves the best of everything.  Even in the way I propose".  Before Harry could continue, Narcissa was out of her chair and flung herself into his arms.  Hugging him tightly, she said, "Harry this is wonderful news.  Yes you should have known better, because he is spoilt, but if you are asking what I think you are, you have my blessing.  
Are you asking what I think you are?", she asked hesitantly.
Looking at her and then Lucius, he nodded and said yes.  "I would like your permission to marry your son".  
Lucius rose out of his chair, and extended his hand to Harry.  "Of course Harry, you too have my blessing.  This is how it should be", he said with a choked voice.  Harry wanting to marry Draco, on top of them having their bond was, in his opinion, a wow moment.  A beautiful gesture, and he would rise to the occasion like a proud father should.  Harry shook his hand, and said, with tears in his eyes, "Thank you.  Both of you, thank you".
Leaving the library, he asked Narcissa to gather all the women, he would like a word with them if it wasn't too much trouble.  She agreed, and left her husband and Harry alone.  "So, Draco said no, because you told him instead of asking?", Lucius asked with a smirk.  He was a pureblood and yes, he wasn't a snob anymore, but some things had to happen properly, even if it was the Alpha proposing.  Harry nodded, and said that would be the only time that he would make a mistake like that.  He was going to propose on a grand scale, and nothing and nobody was going to stop him.
He went looking for Draco, and found him in the sitting room, with Blaise and Ron.  Watching Draco was his favorite hobby.  Whether he was eating, talking, singing, or just being silent, he was breathtaking.  Ron looked up and smiled at Harry.  Draco was waving his hands around while he was talking, and you could see by the look on his face, he was enjoying himself at having an audience.  Whatever it was could wait, thought Harry, and stepped up to him, wanting nothing more than to rip his clothes off and snog the crap out of him.  
But he remembered that he had said no kisses.  Dammit!  So he took the hand of his lover, flicked his tongue over the knuckles, and then kissed the same spot.  Then he looked into the grey eyes of Draco, and winked.  And then, because he was the Alpha and had to keep his word, as difficult as it may be, he left.  Draco frowned at the mystery.  What was Harry playing at?
"He hates himself right now", laughed Ron.  Draco and Blaise looked at him in confusion.  When they were about to ask why, Ron continued.  "He said no kisses for a week.  Believe me, he wanted to kiss you so bad right now", he said.
"How do you know?", asked Draco.  
"Because I know that look.  It's the same look that he always got when he used to watch you at Hogwarts.  He would get this glazed look in his eyes, lick his lips and close his eyes, as if he was picturing it happen.  Quite gross really", said Ron with a chuckle.  "He is his own enemy at the moment", he guffawed.  The other two men snickered, and when Draco said "Serves him right", they laughed together.  Draco would never deny Harry affection, but he knew that Harry was sulking.  His own fault, he thought with a smirk.  
The women, consisting of Pansy, Hermoine, Narcissa and Professor Mcgonagall were waiting for Harry in the study, and turned towards the sound of the door opening.  Judging by the looks on their faces, Narcissa had not said anything to them.  For this Harry was grateful.  He wanted to be the one to break the news, and humbly ask what exactly was expected of him.   When Harry had all them sitting around a desk, on which he sat, he told them in detail what had happened in their room that morning.  Obviously leaving out intimate details.  Obviously (sigh).  When he finished talking, he was left breathless and shaking.
He mumbled something along the lines of, 'should have said yes', and that is when Hemoine stood up and reprimanded him.  Being shouted at, and corrected, twice in one day, was not a nice feeling, and sulking was the only thing that was making him feel better.  So suck it!  
"Harry.  Nobody in the whole entire world would ever dare to doubt your love for Draco, and vice versa.  The love that both of you have for one another is amazing.  It's beautiful, and if I know Draco half as well as I think I do, you were totally wrong to demand this of him.  He has feelings too you know", she said.  When his friend said that, he felt even worse.  "I know, and I did apologize, I just wanted him to say yes.  There were so many no's, that I couldn't......." struggled Harry.
"I think it's exciting", said Pansy interrupting him.  "I've known Draco for most of my life, and what you said at breakfast is true.  He is an entitled princess, and if you really want to give him everything that life has to offer, why not propose in an Alpa way?", she asked.  Harry raised his eyebrow, as if to ask how the hell do I do that?
"You have to ask nicely", answered Hermoine, knowing very well what the eyebrow raise meant.  All the women in the room were nodding in agreement with what she had said.  Harry swallowed deeply, and asked in the most humble way, "Will you help me?"
"Yes of course", they all said.  "We will, and we take it we are not to tell Draco or anyone else what is going on?", asked Narcissa.  Harry smiled in a naughty way.  "No.  Don't tell anyone anything.  And thank you ladies, truly", said Harry with a warm smile.
You have to ask nicely, he thought, remembering the words of his friend.  All the ladies had left the study, and he had stayed behind to gather his thoughts and at least try and shield the turmoil in his head before he went back to Draco.  Asking the Omega nicely was going to be one hell of a ride.  But one that he was ready for.