The Wedding Day

8:00 AM

Ginny stared at her wedding dress, it was the gold one with its intricate patterns surrounding the bodice. She sunk lower into her comforter and immediately popped out when she heard a sudden knock on the door.

It was her mother obviously bossing her around. Telling her to get ready for the big endeavor known as her very first marriage.

Ginny said first because she didn't know how long this would really last. Which she applauded herself on. Usually she would never admit this to anyone least of all herself. So really it was something to be proud of. If only it was mildly more nicer to reveal to other people. It wasn't like she could go up to Hermione today and be like 'HEY! Guess what I did today which was unlike me in any sense whatsoever but in an extremely good way? I realized that I didn't really know whether I wanted to marry your best friend.'

Maybe it was best if she revealed things like this to Luna.

Ginny trudged her way out of bed and slipped on her pair of jeans and a random top. She didn't bother doing her make up or her hair because Parvati had been preparing for this all week and had told her not to do anything with it for fear that it might conflict with Parvati's own products.

She sighed as she looked towards the window hoping for some sort of message to come through her own window from…'him'. She didn't bother saying his name knowing that the mere sound of the two-syllable form would make her knees go slightly week.

It was the first time a kiss had affected her like that. She stayed locked in her room for three days after it…and many a time she had found her self fantasizing about the feel of his lips once more. It wasn't in a particularly sexual fashion, more in a crush fashion. Ginny had always been one of those girls who over looked the bodily pleasures for the mental pleasures of knowing someone would always be there behind you supporting you, saving you if necessary.

Harry gave that to her.

So she should marry Harry right?

12:00 PM

Daphne Greengrass apparated into Draco's house and felt the stench of alcohol sift up to her nose and cringed. What had he been doing all night? It looked almost like the scene after Pansy's death. She'd come in to see him in the exact same position. She readied herself and pushed forward from the living room and up the stairs and as soon as she felt her feet hit the plush carpet of his bedroom she yelled.

"DRACO WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" It seemed to jolt him out of his sleep and she knew that for a second why she was good friends with him. She really was the only girl who'd seen him in this state…he looked absolutely horrific, his hair was thrown about everywhere over his face, and not in the good way. To add to that his eyes were bloodshot. Jesus if she didn't know him so well she'd ask if he stayed up all night doing drugs.

"Daphn…come lie down with me eh?" He said patting the space beside him. There was space enough to fit three people on the bed. So she lay down beside him on his luxurious goose feather bed and looked at him stroking the side of his face slightly affectionately.

"What happened dummy?" She said and Draco sighed…should be tell her? Wouldn't she become insanely mad that he'd put himself in such a vulnerable pathetic position?

For a second he contemplated something and kissed Daphne and mechanically, already knowing her well enough to know what excited her moved his hands up and down her back…it was hard for him to hear her own pleasure increase as his own did nothing. A girl like Daphne used to be able to make him gasp.

Then that stupid woman had to come in and change him with the slightest touch of her lips. It had barely lasted-

She pushed him off.

Draco wasn't able to grasp the fact that Daphne had pushed him of…much less try to ponder on why she'd done it. Perhaps there was something going on in the ever-confusing mind of the Greengrass heiress gone workingwoman. Though right now he could care less.

"Not that I don't appreciate it Draco…but mind telling me why exactly you were so intent on snogging me?" Daphne shifted her position so that her face wasn't as close to his and her back was resting against the back of the bed. Draco left his hands where they were closed around her waist…keeping her body warmth close to his.

"I snogged Potteress to be." He said and Daphne's eyes, which were before shut, opened with such force that she was afraid that she almost made a bang sound as her eye lashes hit the top of her brow.

The evident question to ask was "Why?" Her lips emitted this with a slight disappointment. Just like his mother would whenever he did something bad he noted. He smirked.

"The only half worthy reason would be to ruin his life by betrayal of his ever trustworthy fiancé." He said grasping the almost empty glass of scotch by his bedside. Daphne shook her head disapprovingly and grabbed his face and slapped him.

"So basically you were just using me again weren't you Malfoy? Using me to see if you were just in your animalistic period in which you have to snog absolutely every female possible?" She spoke seething and Draco nodded. If only she didn't have a wizard's debt she would have killed him then and there. No one used her and got away.

"You are an absolute ass Draco." She said finally knowing there really would be no way to put him in pain.

"I love Weaselette." He said and Daphne immediately realized, rather happily, that he was already in pain. After all there was no reason why she shouldn't be happy…Draco had used her again. So it was good to know that he was drowning in his own sorrows.

"Id-I-ot" Stressing every syllable in the word she grinned and hugged him. Truth be told there was no word for how she acted with Draco. Right now she was mad with him but she was acting like his…ex-girlfriend gone best friend. However, there really was no other way she could act with him. He just seemed to bring out this side of her with him all the time.

"I am aren't I? Wonder what mother dearest would say if she found out her dearest son was in love with a Weasley."

"I know exactly what she'd say." Daphne grinned in a very cat like way and Draco almost started laughing already…only because this was a long joke between the two of them. She'd been in his debt since they were five, and so she spent huge amounts of time with him waiting for the time when she could pay it back. It was only proper that the two of them were some of the best friends possible.

"Oh do tell." He said in a fake tone of voice.

"Avada Kedavra!" Daphne said and broke down into giggles on his bed.

Draco cracked the smallest smile possible, perhaps even smaller than Mona Lisa's, and thought to himself. Daphne touched the greenest possible plant beside her and then turned back to Draco as he grasped her arm almost too roughly.

"First off…OW!" She said rubbing it slightly as if to ease the pain but really it didn't hurt all that much. Nothing ever did after a Crucio. "What do you want Draco?"

"You know how you've always wanted to pay off your debt to me?" Daphne's eyes opened far too wide. She didn't want to anymore. If she did then…there would be no reason for her to hang around him all the time, check up on him and even have random shags with him every now and then.

She answered reluctantly almost. "Yes," Immediately her ears were filled with words of which she really only caught a few. She heard Weasley, and break up, and run away..and a bunch of other words. It was a good thing Weasley's wedding with Harry was in the night otherwise they would have been extremely late.

"Will you do this for me Daphne?" She heard his silent pleading…I beg of you. He didn't have to say it. His body language did enough for the words his hands interlaced in the middle of his chest, his eyes looking pathetic and his body slumping.

"Do I have a choice really if it considers the debt?" She spoke softly and Draco shook his head.

"No of course not…but I'd rather know you did it willingly than unwillingly Daphne."

"I just have one question Draco and if you don't answer it I really won't do it." She spoke fighting the debt, which was twisting her insides making her hurt. She really had to do it anyways to make the pain stop but…she'd rather have this question answered first.

"All right then." He said looking quizzical as to her question and she nodded and turned to look at him with her most powerful gaze.

"Does she love you? Does she even remotely like you?"

4:00 PM

Ginny sighed as she looked on at herself at around six o'clock…approximately within three minutes she'd be leaving this room, with her hair done perfectly for once and wearing a gown filled with intricate designs. It was the right decision she was sure. After all it wasn't like Draco cared for her. There had never been any indication of it before the kiss, sure there had always been chemical attraction but that was it. There was no sign saying 'I LOVE YOU! I want to grow old with you.' Though she couldn't imagine Malfoy growing old ever.

She shook her head to shake the image of Draco away.

"This sucks," She muttered and she heard Luna muttering to her through the door. "Come in," She said grouchily.

Luna walked in and it was no surprise that she would probably be the prettiest one at her wedding after Ginny herself in her wedding gown. Her hair was up in a delicate twist with her diamond chandeliers hanging off her ears and her midnight blue halter dress with almost all of her chest showing.

"I have a question," Luna said and glanced around her as if to prevent anyone from knowing her question. Ginny shrugged and fell down her bed. Great just what she needed…people coming to her for advice. Ginny was not in the mood.

"Shoot Luna," She said sadly and then Luna sat down on the bed beside her sleeping figure. Ginny sighed.

"Neville confessed to me last night," She said and for once there wasn't a hidden emotion in her voice. She sounded nothing like the Luna Ginny knew. Perhaps this had shocked her out of her wits or something.

"Isn't that a good thing?" Ginny said…she'd always remembered Luna and Neville acting far too much like a couple in all the time she knew they'd made each other's acquaintance.

"NO!" Luna screamed. That definitely shut Ginny up. Ginny had always assumed Luna and Neville were sort of meant to be, especially since the time when all of them had gone into the Department of Mysteries. Luna had taken care of Neville the most running and looking for him even. Ginny had been with her in the Hospital Wing and the first thing Luna had asked her was. "How's Neville doing?"

Ever since then Ginny had assumed Luna love Neville more than anything. So she was shocked to find today that this was not the case. Luna was also walking down the aisle with her brother today as her maid of honor.

"Luna…what's the problem?" She said sitting up beside her and stroking her back, the dress was backless. Luna seemed to be fighting back sobs. Ginny could tell she didn't want to hurt Neville but she most likely would have to.

"The problem is…I…can't tell you Ginny you'd hate me for ever." Luna said shaking her head wildly. There was no reason for Luna to act like this. Didn't she have enough faith in their friendship? This hurt she was surprised that Luna would think that something probably that miniscule would hurt their friendship.

"You have that little faith in us Luna?" She said softly and Luna immediately lifted her face from her hands and shook her head.

"It's not that. It's inevitable to hate me if I tell you whom I've…really…always loved. With no reason I love him. I love him because he was the first person who was remotely kind to me, understood me, and helped me when I needed him. It wasn't like other people falling in love with people because of their sense of humor, their charm, and their looks. It was…more like falling in love with a friend. Which means that my heart will be always broken…because this friend doesn't fall in love back with you." Luna said and Ginny could see the trouble she'd had in revealing even this much information to her. Her body language was tense and her face was turned away from Ginny's own. Ginny quickly glanced at the clock and shuddered…an hour until she had to be at the church. She could fit Luna help into her schedule right?

"You're getting late." Luna suddenly said and stood up. "I'msorryGinny," She said quickly and ran. A moment later she heard a door slam and she heard the sound of an apparation. Why had Luna run out like that? Perhaps she was afraid of speaking more of the man she loved in front of Ginny…Ginny didn't see any reason why she should be but then again Luna wasn't all that sane in the first place.

Ginny sighed and grudgingly picked up the towel she'd thrown around after coming out of her shower before and hung it on the door. She wondered who'd stay here now. These technically were her last few hours in her room.

She sighed. It felt horrible getting married. Wasn't it supposed to feel all light headed and dizzy?

Ginny just felt like puking.

"GINVERA WEASLEY GET YOUR CLOTHES ON!" She heard her mother yell and scowled. She didn't want to get her clothes on. She wanted to lie in bed some more.

Of course that wasn't happening seeing as it was her wedding day and she wasn't really supposed to be sleeping through it.

"ALL RIGHT MUM!" She yelled back downstairs and slipped off her raggedy shorts and pulled on a pair of capris. She'd wear her dress when she got there and the hair stylist and make up artist would be there waiting for her. She groaned as she took off her baggy used-to-be-blue-now-gray top and pulled on a rather pretty delicate lacy tank top and walked downstairs. Her dress and her luggage and almost everything she'd need was packed away into the little Limo that had been rented for her wedding day.

As if the factor of love from Harry wasn't enough forcing her into this marriage now she had the factor of how much money her parents had spent on the wedding forcing her into it.

Ginny climbed down the stairs and saw her mother smiling widely. Her pudgy form was slipped into one of the prettiest satin red gowns Ginny had ever seen. Her mother was expecting so much from her, and Ginny had never wanted to disappoint her mother ever. However, she knew very well that if she proclaimed she'd really rather marry a Malfoy of which she'd really only known him for an hour disappointment was inevitable.

"Well let's hurry on then Miss Weasley," She said grabbing Ginny's arm and dragging her to the Muggle invention. Ginny stared at it feeling a sort of ominous vibe from it. This car was taking her to her wedding. She should be feeling excited and yelling faster or something. Ginny turned around to see Hermione wave them off. "I have to go find Luna, you two go off in the car I'll apparate there after," Hermione was looking gorgeous as well in a dress of the same cut as Luna but it was in the lightest shade of lavender, her hair was curled and Ginny gave her a nod and got into the car. Hermione looked gorgeous, Luna looked gorgeous…she wondered if she would look as gorgeous. For some reason, she felt that maybe she'd picked the wrong dress. Maybe she should have gone with the more pixie dress, the wild, short, spunky one that reminded her of a bride who got married on an impulse on the road.

"Come now Ginny put on your seat belt!" Her mother yelled and so Ginny did leaning back and hearing the driver starting the car. Her father would have drove them but he was with Harry right now and would meet up with the women later he'd said.

And so they started off towards the church.

4:45 PM

Draco Malfoy glanced at the clock and tapped his feet impatiently. "DAPHNE!" He yelled tiredly and then heard a loud yell of the word prick from upstairs. He'd left her there to clean herself up but right now she was straightening her hair. She'd look fine anyways. Really he had no idea why anyone but the bride even bothered dressing up in fancy clothes. It was the bride's turn to shine wasn't it?

No there would be no shining from that one! At least until it was their wedding…if there was a wedding. Probably not…but then why was he devising plots to make her break up with Potter and go out with him?

Draco Malfoy was absolutely clueless to what he was doing and why he was doing it. All he knew at the moment was he had to stop Ginny Weasley from getting married to Harry Potter. He looked at the clock that had started to chime. It was now 5:00 and in approximately an hour and a half the wedding would start and she would come down the aisle in her beautiful gold gown. She would also have conveniently forgotten all about poor little him sitting in the back growling at Potter as they had their first kiss as husband and wif-

NO! He wouldn't let that happen. There was just absolutely no way on earth that Potter and Weasley would get married.

Daphne walked downstairs looking absolutely enchanting in slinky black number that she had no doubt gotten from some designer store or the other. However at the moment all he could do was grab her wrist and apparate quickly. He didn't have much time left to execute his Operation Weaslette-breaks-it-off-with-Potter.

"Thanks for telling me exactly how pretty I looked Lucifer," Daphne spoke in a seething tone and Draco scoffed at her. Lucifer was the name she used for him when she was particularly mad at him.

"Don't forget your place Daphne." He said scowling at her as they crashed in front of the church.

"How could I? You've been reminding me for the past hour and a half that I'm forever in your debt and I have no choice but to do this and thus I'm sort of your slave. Remember Draco I'm not your puppet after this. My strings will be cut." She said pulling her hand out of his tight grasp and running into the church. Draco could only watch as the clouds darkened over his own head and her dress, like black water, floated on the stairs.

As she disappeared into the church Draco could only hope that Daphne would accomplish what he had asked her to do. If there was another way for him to stop this wedding he would have but there was no other option other than to make Ginny Weasley hate Harry Potter.

He almost smirked, however he was too nervous. His idea was too flawed. Plus he was using Daphne in a way that almost made him cringe. There was a reason he'd saved her at her young age. That reason was to forever remain her friend but his father had always told him that there was no way a girl of her rank would want to be friends with a boy like himself so Draco had taken the chance of the wizard's debt when he got it so that he would forever be friends with Daphne. She was such a pleasant one, more pleasant that Pansy or Blaise put together.

Why was he ruining their friendship? He searched for the answer as he sat down silently on one of the church benches.

Did he love Ginny Weasley?

He wasn't too sure on that question.

Did she like him?

OF COURSE SHE DID! Who didn't like him? He was a very charismatic, extremely nice…well nice looking guy…love was another matter. She couldn't love him in the duration of one kiss and a dance and a shopping trip!

Was he secretly gay and wanted to make Ginny break it off with Harry so he could have him for himself?

He actually did ponder this. This wasn't the first time his own mind had confused him. He finally came to the conclusion that he didn't want the-boy-who-wouldn't-die as his own sex puppet the Weaslette was another question…another very curvaceous question.

Was he being very very selfish?

Probably the most probable reason for Ginny Weasley returning his kiss was because she was getting cold feet. She did seem rather rebellious the day he'd seen her and she must have thought what the heck? Might as well kiss a Malfoy and make myself act as a really bad girl before I become a Potter bride. She would probably slap him in front of everyone when he stood up during the wedding claiming Harry didn't deserve a girl like her, who was ever so pretty.

Was he attracted to everything about her or just her physical appearance?

Again he wasn't sure. Really he wanted to stab his mind now…acting like such a Hufflepuff.

He shrugged defeated. Although all he wanted was to continue with his stupid, reckless plan it seemed like it was a bad idea. All that it would cause him was misery. He might as well just sit here drowning in slightly less misery during the wedding rather than walking up to her in the middle of it and having her slap and beat the crap out of him…that would not only bring about rejection but also humiliation.

He stood up suddenly shocking Weasley boy, probably the best man, slightly who was running around. Weasley even stopped to ask "All right there Malfoy?" He quickly nodded and asked. "Have you seen Daphne? Daphne Greengrass?"

"Oh yeah…Harry's secretary…she said she had something important to go ask Harry alone about work so I let her be with him. He apparently really wanted to see her as well. I had to go get rings anyways and Harry's a nervous wr- wait you don't care about all that. Why are you even here? Were you invited?"

It was then Draco realized he had to run as far away from Weasley boy as possible.

He cursed silently in his head. No…no Daphne couldn't do it but she would…cause Draco had ordered it of her. Certainly Potter wouldn't do that either would he? He wouldn't cheat on a girl on her wedding day to him would he? Draco almost hesitantly reached the door as he heard a voice whisper to him.

"Draco Malfoy," He turned around to see Luna Lovegood, the weirdest girl in all of England, also oddly enough the best friend of Weaslette.

"Why are you here?" He asked suspiciously and suddenly he heard a bang from inside.

"Should we go in?" She asked him dejectedly not bothering replying to him. Draco almost didn't want to. He knew from personal experience that bangs were nothing when you were…playing with Daphne.

However when he entered the room an entirely different sight from what he expected found his eyes. Zacharias Smith was lying on the floor and Daphne's wand hand was still up in a threatening manner, tears almost spilling from her eyes. The only person who wasn't there was Potter.

Draco's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "What is going on?" He questioned in a harsh manner, he was indeed very curious. Luna knelt beside Zacharias as Daphne collapsed on the ground and Draco ran to her.

Luna opened his unconscious mouth and sniffed it. "Just as I suspected. Polyjuice Potion."

It seemed that Daphne's debt wouldn't be paid after all. Draco didn't need to devise a plot to make Ginny hate Potter…he was doing a good job of that on his own.

Daphne was stifling back sobs. Zacharias coughed into Luna's face. Luna's nose wrinkled in distaste.

"Mintis Injectionaire." She said pointing at Zacharias's mouth and he coughed slightly.

"Sorry about that Luna," He said and looked at Daphne. Who stared back at him. Draco still felt like asking what the fuck was going on but now he really didn't care. The main reason he had been worried was because, he realized startlingly, Potter wasn't there. No he hadn't realized he actually did love him he realized that if Potter wasn't there then Ginny would be hurt…and if Ginny would be hurt…so was he.

This was rather odd. What was this indirect form of a punch that seemed to pain more than the real thing? He clutched the fabric over his chest just the slightest bit.

"He's not doing this to her," He proclaimed suddenly and suddenly stood up and Luna looked up at him as Zacharias stood up to stop him.

"You don't know Malfoy…you don't know any of the things that Harry's going through right now."

Daphne stood up on her own ready to argue on Draco's side as usual.

"I DON'T CARE WHAT THE FUCKS GOING ON IN HIS LIFE. This isn't like Harry! You don't propose to a girl and then leave her on the altar and it doesn't become okay simply because you are the boy who lived! He's making a mistake and I'm not going to let him."

"Oh this is rich! Coming from the girl who is so into commitment isn't she?" He said bitingly and Daphne's eyes widened. "Draco run, if the man who really loves to leave girls tries to stop you I'll curse him like shit." She said offering him a quick hug and Luna stared ahead quietly following Draco silently.

Draco didn't even notice that she was following him. As he shut the door the only words he heard were. "It wasn't my fault!"

"I'm coming Malfoy." He heard softly as he exited the church and then shook his head. Why was this girl behind him? Hadn't he left her in the room with Daphne and that Smith?

"Why?"

"Because I know where he is." Luna said staring ahead into the darkening sky. Her eyes glazed over into a light grey and Draco grabbed her wrist roughly. He didn't understand why on earth this girl knew exactly all she did but Draco was going to make use of it.

"You tell me where he is. I'll go there alone."

"Why are you so adamant about saving Ginny Weasley? She's nothing to you! At least that's the way I've always seen it. Let her be broken hearted! Wouldn't that be so much better for you?" Luna said almost pleading and Draco, who really did pride himself on making connections.

"Harry's waiting for you." He said in shock, indeed very pleased with himself.

5:30 PM

Ginny and her mother were sitting in the car still silently. Ginny couldn't be bothered with anything else…her mother was bothered enough for the both of them. She almost laughed at her mother's faces changing from nervousness, to anger and back then occasionally drifting to frustration.

"I will not have my daughter be late to her wedding. Could you speed it up just a little?"

"Mom! It's okay! I really don't mind being a little late." Yes all the more time to think of how to break it to Harry that she didn't love him.

Ginny had come to this realization a little before. She didn't love Harry, and she definitely didn't love Draco. In fact she realized she was too young and didn't really want to love anyone because all she wanted to do was to relax and date. She'd probably continue dating Harry if he agreed and…well Draco she'd have to tackle because she really did want to get to know him better. There must have been some reason other than physical attraction that she was thinking about him solely for the few days leading up to her wedding to another man.

Molly Weasley wasn't having any of Ginny's nonsense. "Please! Mr…Rufus wasn't it? I really would like to get to the church on time."

"All right lady, I'm a good driver but if I got at a higher speed I can't control the car as well."

"Well that's all right you are a wizard after all!" Molly Weasley said and Ginny shook her head. She couldn't heard her mother's chirpy voice she couldn't bear it.

"I need some music." She said leaning to the middle to turn on the radio. She was sad to find that her seat belt was restricting her from doing so. She growled as she struggled with the odd invention and finally got it right and lent in between the two seats up front to press the on button on the radio.

But something else happened before that. There was a loud bang and a crack as a girl flew from a windshield from one car and broke into the other one with her head. Blood was spilling everywhere and the sound had been like that of someone had been shot with an extremely powerful gun.

It was always when you least expected it that life turned on you. The sound of a diamond ring clinking with the wind sheild was the last sound Ginny heard that evening.

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