Disclaimer: The Malfoys (Astoria included) belong to JK Rowling. Mr. Brightside belongs to The Killers.
I shouldn't feel like this. I shouldn't have kissed her. But… it was only a kiss. Only a kiss. And she's only marrying Draco in an hour. I can see it in my head. Today, she'll stand at the altar and take my son's hand in marriage because she's obligated to. Then they'll kiss. It won't have the same passion… How could it? It would be perfunctory. Purely perfunctory….
I can't convince myself. I know that it will eat me alive. I'm helping Draco straighten out his dress robes and all I can think is that in a few hours time, Astoria will be undoing them. Her hands, where mine are. It hardly registers to me that my hands are trembling.
"Relax, father," Draco says, pushing my hands away gently. "You're acting so nervous, one would think you were getting married."
I laugh hoarsely and lick my lips, but I don't lose composure. "My only child is getting married today. I cannot help but be a tad… emotional."
"Don't make it gross," he groans, rolling his eyes.
Too late… I already have… I never meant to taint your special day… But it can't be helped now.
A/N: For those of you who are unfamiliar with this format, these drabbles are part of an iPod shuffle challenge. I put my iPod on shuffle and have the duration of the song to write a fanfic based off of the song and designated pairing or character. They are a lot of fun and most only last ten songs. This one, however, is where I'm drawing inspiration for future Lucius/Astoria (Lastorius) fics, so I plan to keep it going as long as I can. Please, I know this is not a widely popular ship, so be gentle. Thank you!
