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Bright Omens
"It is often said of the Malfoy family that you will never find one at the scene of the crime, though their fingerprints might be all over the guilty wand. Independently wealthy, with no need to work for a living, they have generally preferred the role of the power behind the throne, happy for others to do the donkey work and to take the responsibility for failure. They have helped finance many of the preferred candidate's election campaigns, which have (it is alleged) included paying for dirty work such as hexing the opposition."
With elf wine flowing from bottles to glasses to lips and out of lips in laughter, a groom twirls his new bride around the dance floor, inciting envy, curiosity and muted whispers from the on lookers. With her dress twirling, whirling and flowing around her new husband's legs, she looks up at him with pure adoration and love in her eyes. Tracing his sharp features, pale hair and grey eyes, she laughs merrily at a comment he mouths to her, her wonderful pale pointed groom smirking in a way only a Malfoy knew how.
Twirling her around a few more times, he leans down and brushes his mouth to her ear, "Enjoying yourself, love? I hope today surpasses your childhood dreams of your pretend wedding" he chuckles into her ear.
"You know I am… Today couldn't have possibly gone better. Looking around us and thinking about the past? It's amazing that we've made it this far after a war." Bringing her hand up to cradle the side of her groom's face, she leans up to kiss him softly. Sighing against her lips, he pulls back and presses his forehead against hers, swaying with her side to side, pacing matching the lulls of the band. As the song comes to an end, he feels a tap on his shoulder. Sighing heavily, he turns his head slightly, sharp grey eyes meeting brilliant green.
"Malfoy, may I cut in on this dance?" putting back a mocking sneer, Draco pulls away from his bride slowly and places her hand in Potter's. "Bring her back in peace, scarhead. I do enjoy spending time with my wife." he warns semi jokingly. Harry rolls his eyes and accepts his best friend's hand, before pulling her into the dance and stepping side to side with her awkwardly. Hermione laughs and begins re-adjusting harry's hands before laughing again at how uncomfortable her best friend was being.
Grasping her waist gently, Harry smiled at his best friend as she shimmered and shined in the whole crowd that was helping her celebrate his big day. Looking over to the side, he spots his own wife dancing with his new brother-in-law. Draco had deflected after the trio were captured and he had witnessed Hermione being tortured; he had came to Harry at the edge of The Burrow, his mother and father flanking him dressed in rags and looking worse for wear.
"Potter, we seek sanctuary. If you won't shelter me, please house my parents. The Malfoy family is deflecting from the Dark Lord and I'll do anything. Please. Please just help my parents" Harry had remembered Draco begging. His mother Narcissa was leaning on her husband, her grief and declining health unable to support her weight. Hermione had stumbled out of the house at that point, tripping over her own feet to cross the wards, flinging herself into Draco's arms. They held each other tightly, as if they would be ripped away at any moment from the war on both sides.
Both standing up, Hermione reached her hand out to her pseudo brother and whispered in shaken breaths, "Harry… Please. You won't understand but something happened between Malfoy and I during 6th year and I just couldn't tell you. Harry, please. Help them." She had tears in her eyes at this point, thinking Harry would toss her out and call her a traitor.
"Hermione… He's a malfoy. After what happened in their home?"
"Potter, I never thought you guys would get caught. I prayed to Merlin everyday that she would remain safe wherever she was with you… Please don't blame this on her." Malfoy had come to her defense, clutching onto her tightly.
Glancing between the star crossed lovers and behind to where Draco's parents were, he noted their expression wasn't surprised at all. "What about you, Mr and Mrs Malfoy? DO you disapprove of Hermione? That your son fell in love with a Muggle-born?"
"We aren't bound by what our parents taught us, Mr Potter. After this whole war, we've come to realize our son means more to us than any hate." Lucius murmured softly, an unspoken apology lingering between the words. No other words were needed and the Malfoys were accepted. Only weeks later, Voldemort was defeated and Bellatrix killed.
"I know you're happy 'mione, but are you sure about this?" he teased her. Swatting his arm playfully, Hermione looked over and watched dance partners switch; laughing Teddy demanded Draco dance with him. "Same question I asked Ginny, I see…" She teased back. Leading her off the dance floor, they both settled down with their flutes of champagne. Watching the assembled crowd quietly, Hermione reached out for Harry's hand and held it tight. Looking over at her best friend, she saw the man he was able to become even though the world was against him (quite literally.) Turning back to face the crowd, she took in the lavish decorations that Narcissa had put together - Golden bells, silver ribbons and a smattering of green and red to nod to their respective House and to the holidays.
As the last note came to an end, a frazzled but happy Draco had come seeking her out. Bowing and kissing her hand, to her utter delight, he peered up at her from silver eyelashes. "Ready to sneak away?" he smirked mischievously.
"I thought you'd never ask." Standing up, she set her glass down and kissed Harry on the cheek, murmuring her thanks and let's catch up for tea after the honeymoon. Harry grinned and stood up, pulling her into a tight hug and telling her to have a safe trip and watch out for mini Malfoy spawns. Draco and Harry made eye contact, an agreement and promise said all in silence. Slipping out to a different room with a floo, they ran through the halls before anyone could notice they went missing. Laughing loudly, with love in their eyes and a bright future ahead, the two lover's rings glinted in the firelight, a bright omen for a brighter future.
I really hope you guys enjoy this. I've had this idea hopping around forever and I was finally brave enough to write it. Please read and review 3 Also starting another story called Fairy Tales Retold. All Dramione 3 Go check it out! It'll be a series of Fairy tales retold with our favorite couple.