Author's Notes: All of the characters, of course, belong to JKR. :) This is loosely based off of Taylor Swift's song, Speak Now. Thank you for reading!
Hermione Granger tore at the papers in her hand.
"You okay, Mione?" She looked up into the concerned green eyes of Harry Potter before trying to force a smile onto her face.
"I'm fine, Harry," she said, squeezing his hand with her free one. He leaned over and took the wedding program out of her other hand.
"You know you don't have to be here," he said quietly.
"I know." Music started to play and the procession began. She kept her eyes firmly on her lap, focusing on the chipped pink nail polish on her nails, the slight run in her stockings, anything except the front of the church. After what seemed like an eternity, the music changed and all heads turned towards the back to watch the bride walk in. As everyone stood to watch the grand entrance, Hermione looked up at the groom. Empty grey eyes bore into hers, until she had to force herself to look away. When the blonde finally made it up to the front of the church, the pastor gestured for everyone to sit down, and he began the ceremony. As he talked, Hermione found herself completely tuning him out, lost in her own thoughts. Thoughts of times when his eyes looked at her in such a different way.
"If there is anyone here who objects to this union, may you speak now or forever hold your peace." Hermione's head jerked up out of her lap, once again finding his eyes. For a second she could have sworn his eyes showed a flicker of emotion, but the next second they were completely empty. She lowered her eyes, not wanting him to see the tears that were beginning.
"Astoria Greengrass, do you take Draco Malfoy to be your lawfully wedded husband, as long as you both shall live?"
"I do," she simpered.
"And Draco Malfoy, do you take Astoria Greengrass to be your lawfully wedded wife, as long as you both shall live?" In the second before he answered, she couldn't help herself from looking up at him again. Wet brown eyes met hard steel ones.
"I do." She still felt his eyes on her as she buried her head in Harry's shoulder. He put his arm around her, and glared up at the blonde couple.
The rest of the wedding went by in a blur for Hermione, who was frankly unable to take any of it in. All at once she found herself in front of the queue to greet the new couple. She watched as the two laughed and shook hands with the guests. She noticed with a grim sort of satisfaction that his smile didn't reach his eyes.
"Hermione?" She turned slightly to her left to see Ron Weasley looking at her. With a desperate energy she threw herself into his arms. He stumbled backwards at the unexpected weight, patting her back awkwardly. She pulled back just long enough to be sure that Draco was looking, before pulling his head towards hers and kissing him soundly on the lips. He was surprised at first, but quickly responded, pulling her back into his arms. After what she thought was a long enough time, she pulled away, looking into Draco Malfoy's eyes for the last time. His eyes showed a mixture of anger, outrage, and what she thought might have been possessiveness. Hers showed only satisfaction. She turned away, grabbed Ron's hand in hers, and walked out of the church.