A garden filled with roses and lovely willow trees, and blossom fell from
the trees above making the bride and groom covered in it like confetti.
Ginny and Draco walked back down the aisle after exchanging vows and rings.
Bright light surrounded them as if they were angels. Their faces were all smiles and their eyes shone with love. Their hands were entwined and they walked in perfect rhythm.
The Weasleys were frowning in disapproval apart from Molly who was crying.
Harry and Hermione exchanged worried glances.
The Malfoys looked just as disapproved and Brooke and Mary sue argued about it being a good idea or not. Draco's older brother was flirting with Harry's date that just gave him disgusted looks and tossed her head of lovely long silvery blond hair.
The two went into the back garden of Malfoy Manor and posed for photos with the bridesmaids, which were Ginny's closest cousin Dream and her oldest friend who was Draco's Cousin Sahara.
All the guests followed soon after and the newly weds went round the garden socialising with the guests.
That night...
"Draco I hate to say it but I'm glad today is over," sighed Ginny stripping off her wedding dress and climbing on to the bed.
"Yeah me too, to be honest," agreed Draco sitting up in bed to face his new wife.
Ginny changed into a silk nightdress and climbed into bed next to her husband.
"I mean, did you see the way our parents just stared at us and showed no happiness what's so ever?" asked Ginny her head resting on Draco's muscular chest as he settled down next to her.
"I know. You would have thought they were at least a little happy for us," sighed Draco nuzzling Ginny's amber hair away from her pale neck.
"Um, that feels good," purred Ginny as his lips moved down her neck.
"It should do," smirked Draco, a twinkle in his cold eyes.
The two kissed and played around in the big bed.
Outside the door...
Lucius Malfoy wrote down what he'd just found out, smirking to himself. He apparated and stood in front of the Dark Lord himself. The room was boiling hot and the only light came from candles surrounding the bed. The floor was made of stone the same kind as the surrounding walls. A pale figure was lying on an old-fashioned bed drapes open and a rose quartz crystal on his forehead. The figures eyes were bright red and the twinkle of evil that had once been bright had disappeared completely due to illness.
Wormtail was stood in corner potions and ingredients surrounding him as he tried to cure his master.
The dark lords pet snake Nagini was settled in her owners lap as if she knew her owners time was nearly over.
"My Lord, are you still not well?" asked Lucius looking genuinely concerned at the ill man.
"Yes Lucius and no Potion Wormtail tries will make any difference. I guess my time has come," croaked the frail figure of the once powerful Dark lord.
"But master, who will take your place as our Dark Lord?" asked Lucius.
" I have a feeling Lucius that you have met her." coughed Voldemort.
"Narcissa? Pansy? Blaise? Ginny?" asked Lucius not noticing he'd said Ginny's name.
"The last one. Is she not married to your son?" asked The Dark Lord sipping another potion from Wormtail.
"That is correct sire. She and my son were wed today," said Lucius his notes held forgotten in his hand.
"I think she will make a perfect replacement. And with Draco by her side the world shall be yours," concluded Voldemort.
"But sire why a Female? Why not a male?" asked Lucius.
"I feel its time," said the Dark Lord before his pale eyes went back into his head and he stopped breathing.
Lucius and Wormtail both dropped to the ground and sobbed of the death of their sire.
Bright light surrounded them as if they were angels. Their faces were all smiles and their eyes shone with love. Their hands were entwined and they walked in perfect rhythm.
The Weasleys were frowning in disapproval apart from Molly who was crying.
Harry and Hermione exchanged worried glances.
The Malfoys looked just as disapproved and Brooke and Mary sue argued about it being a good idea or not. Draco's older brother was flirting with Harry's date that just gave him disgusted looks and tossed her head of lovely long silvery blond hair.
The two went into the back garden of Malfoy Manor and posed for photos with the bridesmaids, which were Ginny's closest cousin Dream and her oldest friend who was Draco's Cousin Sahara.
All the guests followed soon after and the newly weds went round the garden socialising with the guests.
That night...
"Draco I hate to say it but I'm glad today is over," sighed Ginny stripping off her wedding dress and climbing on to the bed.
"Yeah me too, to be honest," agreed Draco sitting up in bed to face his new wife.
Ginny changed into a silk nightdress and climbed into bed next to her husband.
"I mean, did you see the way our parents just stared at us and showed no happiness what's so ever?" asked Ginny her head resting on Draco's muscular chest as he settled down next to her.
"I know. You would have thought they were at least a little happy for us," sighed Draco nuzzling Ginny's amber hair away from her pale neck.
"Um, that feels good," purred Ginny as his lips moved down her neck.
"It should do," smirked Draco, a twinkle in his cold eyes.
The two kissed and played around in the big bed.
Outside the door...
Lucius Malfoy wrote down what he'd just found out, smirking to himself. He apparated and stood in front of the Dark Lord himself. The room was boiling hot and the only light came from candles surrounding the bed. The floor was made of stone the same kind as the surrounding walls. A pale figure was lying on an old-fashioned bed drapes open and a rose quartz crystal on his forehead. The figures eyes were bright red and the twinkle of evil that had once been bright had disappeared completely due to illness.
Wormtail was stood in corner potions and ingredients surrounding him as he tried to cure his master.
The dark lords pet snake Nagini was settled in her owners lap as if she knew her owners time was nearly over.
"My Lord, are you still not well?" asked Lucius looking genuinely concerned at the ill man.
"Yes Lucius and no Potion Wormtail tries will make any difference. I guess my time has come," croaked the frail figure of the once powerful Dark lord.
"But master, who will take your place as our Dark Lord?" asked Lucius.
" I have a feeling Lucius that you have met her." coughed Voldemort.
"Narcissa? Pansy? Blaise? Ginny?" asked Lucius not noticing he'd said Ginny's name.
"The last one. Is she not married to your son?" asked The Dark Lord sipping another potion from Wormtail.
"That is correct sire. She and my son were wed today," said Lucius his notes held forgotten in his hand.
"I think she will make a perfect replacement. And with Draco by her side the world shall be yours," concluded Voldemort.
"But sire why a Female? Why not a male?" asked Lucius.
"I feel its time," said the Dark Lord before his pale eyes went back into his head and he stopped breathing.
Lucius and Wormtail both dropped to the ground and sobbed of the death of their sire.