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By ten o clock, there were nearly a dozen women in Hermione's room helping her get ready for the wedding at noon. Someone was doing touch ups on her manicure and pedicure that she had gotten the day before while someone else curled her hair so it fell down her hair in beautiful little spirals, a white flower holding back the pieces in the front on both sides. Hermione was trying to enjoy the process, though she wasn't used to being so pampered. All she could think about was Draco and the fact that at this time the next day, she would be his wife. It made her calm down significantly in the rush of everyone and everything going on around her.
"Darling, you simply MUST have something blue! You know, there's that saying… something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue! See, you've had the shoes, the dress is new, and it cost a pretty penny at that… and you've borrowed Narcissa's pearls, so what are you going to put on that's blue?" Ginny questioned Hermione as she got into the wedding gown with assistance from Ginny and two others.
"Um… I hadn't realized that I had three of the four to begin with Gin," Hermione responded, distracted by her nervousness about the dress. She had gone for two fittings to make sure it was perfect, and just as it was the last time she wore it, it looked amazing. It was strapless and the fabric draped to one side, creating a ripple effect that hugged her waist until it became the skirt, which reminded Hermione of Cinderella. She had tried explaining her Cinderella idea to Ginny while they went shopping for the dress, but Ginny had never heard of the Disney classic. In any case, Hermione couldn't stop smiling in that dress, and she knew that Draco's heart would just stop when he saw her walking down the aisle. Towards him, ready to become his wife.
Once Hermione was all ready, except for something blue, which Ginny was desperately trying to incorporate into the outfit, everyone just stopped to look at her. Usually Hermione was modest, but looking in that mirror, she thought wow, I've never looked this good in my life. And she knew everyone else was thinking the same because they were stunned speechless by her appearance.
"I'VE GOT IT!" Ginny suddenly exclaimed, running into the room. In her hand was a small blue flower that was enchanted to sparkle as if it were in the sunlight. Hermione smiled at her friend and bent so she could place it among the white flowers on one side of her head. And then, Hermione was ready.