Hermione's Dream
Hermione walked down the isle in a beautiful white wedding dress. Her hair was straight and smooth and she was wearing an emerald heart shaped pendant. She couldn't see her fiancé's face. His back was turned and he was facing the priest. Hermione took her time and enjoyed the beautiful scenery. There were millions of flowers everywhere and everyone was smiling up at her. When Hermione reached the priest, she turned to her fiance. She still could not see his features, his face was a blur but she could make out a smile on his face. They said their heartfelt vows and looked into each other's eyes. The priest finished off the procession and they leant in to kiss. It was blissful and when Hermione pulled away, her new husband's face appeared.
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"Arrgh Ginny!" Hermione screamed as she opened her eyelids. There was no reply, she wasn't even in the Gryffindor common room. She looked around, she was in an expensive looking suite.
"What's wrong love?" A man's voice echoed. Wait... a man? Why was there a man in the room? Where was she? Hermione looked into the direction the voice came from and screamed once more.
It was Draco Malfoy sitting next to her in only his boxers.
"What are you doing here?" Hermione screamed.
"I live here love." He smiled playfully.
"Don't call me that. Why aren't you in clothes?" Hermione pointed.
"Well, unless you want me to take them off." Draco smirked.
"No!" Hermione screeched. Although secretly she didn't mind.
"Did you have a bad dream?" Draco asked worriedly.
"Yes." Hermione sighed.
"What was it?" Draco asked patiently.
"It was us getting married." Hermione gulped and tried to avoid peeking at his muscular body.
"Hermione my love. That was no nightmare." He smiled.
"What do you mean?" Hermione asked nervously.
"You're my wife." He chuckled and kissed her passionately.
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Hermione opened her eyelids. Silent tears fell down her face.
"Hermione what's wrong?" Came a familiar woman's voice.
"Ginny thank Merlin's ruddy old rags you're here." Hermione said hysterically.
"Are you okay?" Ginny giggled.
"Am I married to Draco?" Hermione blurted.
"Merlin's beard no. You're only sixteen and you hate his guts." Ginny said before she burst out laughing.
"Thank heavens." Hermione whispered happily.
"Why'd you want to know?" Ginny asked in confusion.
"No reason." Hermione blushed.
'Great. Now I can't stop thinking about the bastard.'
Author's Note:
So, what do you all think?
Great ending huh?
I bet you didn't expect that.
I like surprising people. I think I might make it my tagline for fanfiction or something.
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Julia