It was a sunny and cool breezy day. It was one of those days that made you just want to sit outside and read a good book, which was quite frankly what she would rather be doing at the moment. The sky was clear blue, and it smelled like spring, not the rainy muddy kind of spring, but the spring where you smell flowers blooming and you could almost smell the crisp air as it whipped back and forth on your face. Hermione took a deep breath and exhaled, in order to calm her nerves. She was a mess, a happy, excited, nervous mess. She took one more calming breath and turned away from the window and walked calmly over to the mirror. She gently brushed a tendril out of her face, cautious of not to mess up one of her ringlets. Ginny had spent a good amount of time making sure that her hair looked perfect. After scrutinizing her hair, she looked at the beauty in the mirror. She couldn't believe that it was her, her ominous brownish hazel eyes stared back at her. The sun shown the glint of green in her eyes, and her makeup pulled it all together perfectly. She had to get make-up tips from Pansy later on because she did a wonderful job on her makeup. Her full pouty pink lips shining and looking if she might say so herself, so very kissable. She smiled gently at that thought. She then looked down at her dress, this white and peach dress she never thought that she would wear. It was a halter dress, with a peach corset wrapped around as it hugged her waist and let out flowingly down past her knees and back behind her. I hope this doesn't get too dirty, she mused to herself. In her opinion she looked like a pillar of beauty, so why was she so nervous?

As she was about to answer her own question there was a knock at her door

"It's open" she answered

The door creaked open slowly as a red-head poked his head through. Ron looked at Hermione lovingly taking in her beauty as If it was the first time he ever laid eyes on his best friend

"Wow Mione'. You look, w-well you look beautiful" Ron stuttered

Hermione laughed nervously "That's good, lets hope the groom thinks so too. I don't want to be left at the altar because I don't fit the description of the perfect bride."

"Mione, you are perfection. He'd be a fool to leave you at the altar. Besides George and Charlie already gave him "the talk" if he hurts you. I think he would rather die then leave u at the altar and face the wrath of a Weasley" Ron laughed heartily.

Hermione sighed and looked at Ron with gratitude. She walked to him and gave him a hug thanking him silently. The Weasleys were like family to her, so it was only right that they supported her like their little sister.

"Alright enough with the mushy stuff, it's time to go. We can't keep the groom waiting much longer. He looks like he's going to shit kittens" Laughed another boisterous voice.

Hermione laughed as she looked for the owner of the voice and seen Blaise walking towards her and Ron.

"Ok, Ok I guess we should get this show on the road I don't want to leave the groom any more time to possibly leave me" she laughed.

"Trust me her won't he's crazy about you, he wouldn't dare" Blaise said as he took her hand and escorted her down the hall

"He's right Mione, I reckon the blokes been crazy about you since our Hogwarts day"

"Weasley's right. Even though it wasn't always obvious, but enough chit chat. You wait here we are going to get seated. I'll see you as you walk down the idle" Blaise winked

Him and Ron continued through the double doors, and she tried to peak to get a peak of her groom, but was blocked by a charm she guessed. She sighed trying to calm herself one more time, thinking back to when he proposed she smiled at the memory

Okay Hermione, keep this thought in mind and you'll be able to make it through this day. I don't know why I'm so nervous, I've known him my whole life . . . Well sort of. It didn't matter though, she knew she wanted to marry him since the first time he said that he loved her.

Her thoughts were interrupted when someone linked their arms through hers.

"Are you ready my dear" Her father asked

"As ready as I'll ever be dad. I'm a bucket of nerves"

"Don't worry darling, I've seen the two of you together, you're making the best decision. Now lets not keep this lad waiting"

She sighed as the double doors opened, she heard them playing the wedding march and she braced herself as she counted out the steps to herself. She willed herself to look at her bridesmaids. Ginny looked as her reassuringly and smiled encouraging. She looked gorgeous; the peach made her vibrant red hair look like fire, and did well with her complexion. She then looked over to her little sister, Cree. No one knew she had a sister, since she wasn't magical, in order to keep her safe she kept her a secret so that death eaters wouldn't find any more reason to attack her family. Since she introduced Cree to her friends, she and Ron hit it off and started dating. It didn't bother her, it made her happy because is her sister was happy then she was happy too. Next to Cree was Luna, and she smiled lazily into space not even noticing where she was. Hermione silently giggled, Luna will always be Luna. Next to Luna, her Maid of Honor, the most shocking person was Pansy Parkinson.

She and Pansy began their friendship towards the end of war. After Pansy almost willingly gave Harry away to the Dark Lord, she had been an outcast and treated like she didn't even matter. She ran into Pansy in Diagon Alley, looking lost and sad, she felt bad but she felt even worse when Lavender Brown walked past her and bumped her so hard Pansy fell. Then she gingerly continued to walk up to Hermione and laugh. Hermione couldn't stand it, she glared at Lavender and went to help Pansy up who looked like she was on the brink of tears. Ever since that day Hermione and Pansy have been inseparable, last she heard Lavender got knocked up, and the father of the child was married. To avoid embarrassment she moved abroad, no one had heard from her since.

Hermione was jolted back to reality when she realized she stopped walking, she looked up and her father had placed her hand into her soon-to-be Husbands hand. She looked up lovingly into his breath taking silver gray orbs and knew that she was making the right decision. She loved him and he loved her. She held her tears throughout the entire ceremony. Until the very last moment when the pastor said those heart stopping words.

"I now present to you Mr. & Mrs. Draco Lucius Malfoy"

And the tears came flowing down her rose cheeks. She had never been so happy in her life.