Hey guys so I have not been active in years so sorry, and I'm looking back trying to continue the story I had no outline for and decided it could be improved. So I have made some changes actually wrote out a real outline and hopefully I'll have a completed story soon. I hope you enjoy the changes.
The wedding was in ten minutes and Ginny was having pre-wedding jitters.
"I don't know 'mione what if he doesn't show up? What if he decides that he would rather have a veela or what if he runs off with a witch from the Holy Harpies? Or what-"
"If he is thinking you ran off with Dean because you won't show up for your own wedding?" Hermione cut Ginny off.
"I would never!"
"Oh right, not d\Dean but I know you have, more than once, checked out Zabini's ass" Hermione teased her friend.
Ginny gave her friend the finger before she spoke, "Alright, get going the bridesmaids go first!"
Hermione left Ginny in the preparation room and gave the pianist the signal to start the wedding march.
"You're next" a voice said in her ear.
"If one more person says that to me I will hex them." she replied.
"Well I'll make sure Draco is the next one to say that to you" Ron chuckled.
"Oh shut it you fool, let's get going."
Hermione took Ron's arm and they both started down the aisle. When they got to the end they separated, Hermione moved to the left side and Ron moved to the right side, right next to Harry, who was already standing there with a excited look on his face but nervousness filling his eyes.
Harry was dressed handsomely with a black suit and a emerald green tie to match his eyes, his hair all ruffed up like always.
The ceremony was being held on the beach outside of Fleur and Bill's cottage. The seats were set to face the setting sun and there was an arch decorated with shells and thin white sheets where the Ministry official and the couple was to stand during the ceremony. The bridesmaids were standing to the left wearing green long flowing dresses and the men were standing to the right with green boutonnieres pinned on the pocket of their cream colored suit jackets.
Hermione gave him a reassuring smile and looked at the people attending. All the Weasleys were there and a few Hogwarts professors and alumni. The seats were full and these were only close friends and relatives. Harry made sure that his wedding would not be something the entire wizarding community will attend, just family, although this family seemed like the entire wizarding community. Hermione then focused her attention to the people following after her. There was Ron's girlfriend, Elisabeth, arm in arm with Draco. Luna walking arm in arm with Neville, and behind them Fleur and Bill. The couples separated when they reached the front and the boys took their spots next to Ron while the girls took their spots next to Hermione. That's when everyone turned towards the entrance and there was Ginny, being escorted by Mr. Weasley down the aisle.
Ginny was wearing a beautiful white gown that had green accents matching Harry's eyes perfectly. Ginny was beaming and Mr. Weasley looked close to tears. Harry's face lit up at the sight of his bride, his eyes shone with unshed tears as he mouthed "I love you" to his bride once she reached him at the front.
Mr. Weasley shook Harry's hand and after giving Ginny a quick peck on her cheek, he found his seat in the front row next to Mrs. Weasley.
"Please be seated" the Ministry Official said in a deep booming voice. "We have all gathered here today to witness the union of Harry James Potter and Ginevra Molly Weasley in marriage. If there are any reasons to stop this union speak now or forever hold your peace."
Harry looked up and dared anyone to speak up. When no one seemed to want to interrupt, the official went on, after they each exchanged vows and shared a sweet kiss the official spoke up, "I now present you Mr. and Mrs. Potter."
Everyone was clapping. As Harry and Ginny walked out of the garden and into the tent where the reception was to be held. Hermione and Ron followed and then the others followed too.
The tent was white with touches of green flowers and sheer green sheets that hung from the tops of the white Chinese lanterns that floated in the air. There were round tables surrounding the dance floor and a beautiful green and white cake sitting in a corner.
"Congrats you two! I'm so excited for the both of you!" gushed Hermione when she engulfed the newly weds into a hug.
"You take care of her." Ron said in a serious voice, but his teasing smile showed that he was glad both his best mate and sister were finally happy. After holding each other in a large group hug the four of them let go and allowed others to engulf the newly weds in hugs.
"Oi, Granger, not trying to ditch your date now are you?" Draco's voice was close to Hermione's left ear.
"Calm down, Malfoy. Let's go find our seats." Hermione grabbed Draco's hand and lead him towards the table that was specifically for the bridesmaids and groomsmen.
Hermione dropped Draco's hand once they found their seats.
After the day Harry and the golden trio escaped from Malfoy Manor, Draco escaped as well and asked his aunt if he can join the order. The rest of the war Draco fought for the light side, he later became an auror and helped track down the death eaters that got away after the last battle in Hogwarts. Harry, Hermione and Ron also became aurors to help out the order and catch any new threat to the wizarding world. Draco and Harry became good friends during the training. Ron and Draco had a harder time becoming friendly, Ron had several theories that Malfoy was only "changing" in order to avoid consequences for his actions, until he and Draco were sent to hunt down a few missing death eaters together.
"You've got to be kidding me!" Ron roared at his best friend was he threw his new assignment on Harry's desk.
"Mate you've really got to chill, you and Malfoy are pretty much the only two I trust for this mission"
"I know for a fact that 'Minoe and I can do this together and she won't try to kill me and let this piece of trash free" Ron replied with malice at the photo of Lucius Malfoy in his new case briefing.
"Mate really he's done everything to prove that we can trust him, he took the same amount of veritaserumas all of us did when doing our final background checks, Malfoy is one of us now" Harry tried to remind Ron in a clam voice. "Look, as your best mate I'm gonna let you vent this out, but as head of the auror department I'm going to have to tell you to do your job" Harry said looking up at his friend from his desk. "You have got to learn to work with others, and you know 'Mione is somewhere in the south of France right now on an assignment don't drag her into something because you can't get over the past, mate."
Ron let out a frustrated sigh and left Harry's office leaving Harry and Draco a moment to exchange glances "I told you he wasn't going to be too happy about this" Draco repeated as he got out of the seat "He didn't even acknowledge my presence in here at all, how are we supposed to make a good team if he won't even look at me?"
"You're both adults I'm sure you'll survive." Harry replied as he dismissed Draco.
"Look we've got him cornered all you've gotta do cover the side door of the shack in case he tries to escape and I've got this side"
"Like hell, you're just going to use this opportunity to let him slip away" Ron replied angrily, "I'll take the front door and you take the side door"
Draco and Ron had successfully cornered Lucius and Ron was going to ruin a month of hard work just because he still mistrusted Draco. Draco internally groaned and thought about how bat shit crazy Potter had to be to pair them together for this assignment in particular.
"Look I don't give a flying Fuck if you don't trust me I just want this shithead to pay for what he did, so we follow the plan and put him in azkaban and then go back to hating each other after that but, right now we have to work together" Draco hissed at Ron as they got closer to the shack that the eldest Malfoy was hiding in.
A venomous "fine"
Draco shook his head as he drew his wand and began walking to the front door careful to make his footstep as silent as possible on the gravel that lead to the front door. Ron had a harder time keeping his footsteps light, Draco was just about to cast a muffalato spell to keep Ron from ruining their element of surprise when Lucius slammed open the door sending curses flying everywhere. When he recognized his son a malicious smirk appeared on his face.
"Well if it isn't a blood traitor" he sneered, "come to take me in I see" he spat at Draco's shoes.
"Malfoy by the order of the Ministry of Magic you are under arre-" Ron was cut off by a particularly nasty curse that hit the edge of his arm, sliced the skin and began to rot the wound at an alarming pace. ROn dropped to the floor writhing in pain as he clutched his arm.
"Expel-"
"Oh please Draco I see parading around with this filth has made you weak" Lucius sneered, "I told you they steal your magic, those mudbloods and blood traitors don't deserve to live in our world" Lucius edged closer to Draco wand ready to strike.
"No Lucius, you're the filth that doesn't deserve to have access to magic" Draco replied, his wand steady. "You will die in azkaban, I will make sure of it"
"You're forgetting who taught you how to duel boy!" Lucius yelled at his son, spit flying from his mouth as his anger grew.
"Duel?" scoffed Draco "I would hardly call firing hexes at an 11 year old, teaching him to duel." Draco shot back in a stony voice.
Then all it took was a glance in the direction of Ron, one millisecond of a distraction and Lucius took the opportunity to start firing curses at his son. Draco pulled up a shield charm between his father and Ron before he began firing stunning spells at Lucius.
"If I had known you would turn out into a blood traitor I would have allowed the Dark Lord to kill you that night you failed to kill Dumbledore!" Lucius remarked as he flicked his wand at another one of Draco's stunning spells. "I'm glad Narcissa is dead, she would have hated to see her son going against his own blood"
Those words hit Draco like a knife to his chest, his mother had been missing for months, Draco was doing his own investigating on the whereabouts of his mother but was coming up empty in every possible vacation home his family owned.
"What did you say about my mother?" Draco groaned between clenched teeth
"Oh you didn't know?" his father replied, "Narcissa was slowing us down, she was a liability to our effort for freedom, so I cut my losses." Lucius smiled as he said, "I killed your mother, Draco."
"CURCIO!" Draco bellowed as his father words sank in.
"Now, now Draco" Lucius tisked, "What have I said about respecting your elders?" he mocked as he sent the killing curse at his only son.
Draco had just enough time to throw himself out of the way of the unforgivable, "YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT" Draco yelled as he began to haphazardly throw every dark curse he knew at his father, "SHE SAVED YOUR FLESH COUNTLESS TIMES AND YOU KILL HER!"
"She knew the consequences of her actions Draco" Lucius spat, "Something you had trouble learning, but fear not for I'll make sure to teach you a final lesson before you die"
"Like hell" Ron groaned from behind the shield charm that kept his safe.
The tiny distraction was all Draco needed to throw one last curse at his father. The green light hit Lucius before he was able to turn back to Draco, his cold grey eyes still stared at Ron as his corpse hit the ground.
Draco's wand hit the gravel before he sank into his knees, sobs he had been holding in since the knowledge of his mother's death was revealed to him, shook his entire body. That was the first time Ron had seen Draco show any emotion other than anger.
That was when Ron began to trust Draco.
Hermione though, she was quick to trust him. She was partnered up with Draco on mission for the order, before either of them started their auror training. He jumped in front of Hermione when a particularly nasty curse was headed her way. Draco was in a coma for about 6 months. During that time Hermione would visit him everyday at St. Mongos. They became close friends due to Hermione insisting that she would repay the debt she owed him with her friendship. Draco was not fond of her idea at first but she reminded him that she had good connections to get him into the auror training and he finally accepted her friendship.
"They are happy, finally." It took her a second to realize he had said that to her.
"Yeah, finally." Hermione agreed looking at the couple dancing on the dance floor.
"So when are you going to be?" Draco asked her
"I am happy" Hermione responded quite quickly. So quickly, in fact, that Draco didn't believe a word she said.
"He's here you know, he's been looking your way this whole time" Draco took hold of her hand again, with a mischievous look on his face
"I'm sure he's looking at that lovely witch sitting at the next table" Hermione huffed. But stole a glance in the direction Draco was looking. She locked eyes with him. He smiled, that million galleon smile and she felt her whole body warm up in response.
"Still think he's looking at the veela at the next table?" Draco's voice startled Hermione and she looked away from the pair of soft brown eyes to the cool grey eyes sitting next to her.
"Shut it!" She snapped at him. Letting go of his hand she lowered her eyes at her plate and started eating the food that had appeared in their previously empty plates.
"He doesn't look very happy with me" Draco informed her.
Looking up Hermione noticed that he was staring daggers at Draco. "Maybe if you stopped trying to make it look like we are a couple he won't be so angry."
"Well you know he doesn't exactly have a claim on my date so I can act as I please" Draco snickered as he slung his arm around Hermione's chair.
"Malfoy you wanker, what do you think you're playing at?" Hermione tried to wiggle out from under his arm, but Draco had a different idea. Using his foot he pulled Hermione's chair closer and his arm pulled her upper body closer so that to anyone not sitting in their table would think that they are just a cuddling couple.
"Back to Malfoy, love?" Draco whispered into her ear.
"Oh look, I didn't know those veelas were onto girls" Hermione made a face "they should get a room" at this Draco almost broke his neck by the speed in which his neck turned.
Taking this opportunity Hermione ducked out from Draco's embrace and returned her chair to its previous position about a foot away from Draco.
"Now Hermione that wasn't very nice" Draco's voice drifted back to her ears. "getting my hopes up like that"
"You are such a pervert Draco."
"You love this pervert"
"Oh shut up"
"May I have this dance?"
"Why yes, young gentleman" Hermione smiled up at a slightly buzzed Draco.
Hermione got up and held on to Draco's hand in a death grip, the world was spinning under her. "Draco hold still for a second!" she tried to whisper as she grabbed on to his hand for balance.
"I told you the third bottle was more than enough, but no, the brilliant witch just had to prove a point and drink the fourth bottle all on her own" Draco smiled at her.
When she felt like the world had finally stopped spinning, she loosened her grip on Draco's hand and lead the way towards the dance floor.
"Can you feel the love tonight, the peace the evening brings"
"Don't spin so fast" Hermione mumbled into Draco's chest as he slowly lead them in a waltz through the dance felt his chuckle start at his stomach and slowly work it's way up to the top of her head where his chin was resting.
"That's not funny" Hermione looked up at him and gave him a scolding look he just gave her a smirk and she rested her head on his chest again.
"May I cut in?" a deep voice asked behind Hermione. Draco's grip on Hermione's waist tensed for a second.
"'Mione?" Draco asked as he gently released her waist.
Hermione turned to see Oliver Wood standing behind her, his hair was ruffled like he had been running his fingers through his hair, his tie was loosened and the two top buttons of his shirt were undone.
"Yes" she found herself responding.
Draco gave her a curt nod and then let go of her waist and disappeared off the dance floor.
"He didn't look too happy" Oliver spoke into her ear.
"Your nervous, why?" Hermione responded after choosing to not think about Draco's strange behavior until later.
"Well one, I didn't want to anger your boyfriend, but I think I did anyway. And two, I didn't know if you were going to turn me down" Oliver whispered.
Hermione let out a scoff. "Draco is not my boyfriend. What would give you that idea?" Hermione paused, "and I would never turn you down" she said in a slightly lower voice.
"You're drunk" he said.
"Drunk not dumb"
"Never dumb, just impulsive"
Oliver gave her a smile remembering the many times they said those phrases to each other. He missed those days, when she would go with him to the balls the team hosted every year. Hoping to get his Hermione back he held on to her and continued swaying to the music making sure she didn't get too dizzy.