Title: The Not-So-Happiest Day of Her Life
Author: Moi, of course.
Rating: K+.. For one mention of killing and tiniest bit of slash.
Pairing(s): Harry/Draco, One-sided Ginny/Harry
Warning(s): Slash? Excess bitterness/emoness?
First: Harry Potter fic!
Comments: The title sucks, I know. Deal with it.
If you have trouble understand who "She", "Him" and "Her Love" are, then the bottom author's note will help.
A wedding is supposed to be a majestic experience. It's supposed to make you cry tears of joy. It's supposed to fill you with an eupohria that is impossible to describe. It's supposed to be the most wonderful day in a woman's life. So why wasn't she happy?
Oh yeah, it's not her wedding.
She could of been the one standing up there. She could of been the one he pledged his life to. She could of been happy, living the rest of her life with him.
But no, he had to choose him.
That disgusting, cruel, pathetic excuse for a human being. She hated him. She hated him so much she could pull out her wand and kill him right now. But that would make her love unhappy. And she would never want that.
So she's forced to sit here, faking joy for the newly wedded couple. They dance around the room, grinning like idiots, and she follows their movements with a harsh glare. She closes her eyes and dreams that she's the one dancing with her love, on their wedding night. She imagines that he's leading her around the room, a hand gently resting on her waist. She imagines that he gives her that look, the one that makes you feel as if you're the only one in the room. She imagines he loves her again.
She slowly opens her eyes when she hears a loud catcall coming from the direction of the twins. What she sees makes her heart shatter once again. There is her love, kissing the man she hates more then anything.
She holds back the tears as her husband asks her to dance. She nods yes then takes his hand. As she lays her head on his shoulder she sees her love sitting with his new husband. They're holding hands and gently kissing the other every few moments. With a deep shuddering breath she realizes she never lost her love.
The truth is, he was never her's to begin with.
A/N: Review, please? I've never written anything for the Harry Potter fandom and I want to know if I did a good job.
Fyi, 'She' is Ginny, 'The twins' are Fred&Gorge (duh), 'Her love' is Harry and 'Him' is Draco. Oh and Ginny's husband is whoever you want it to be. For this fic, in my mind, I imagined it to be Neville.