A/N thanks for the reviews and just to let everyone know this isn't purely about a wedding.
"Dearly beloved we are gathered here to day to witness the Marriage between Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy. Marriage is a very important institution. One built on trust and love. We are here to celebrate their love for one another and have asked you in the audience to share in their display of their love for each other. But first I must ask if there is anyone here who has any reason why these two shouldn't wed, speak now or forever hold your peace."
"I have a reason." a voice called from the back of the church.
One week earlier……………..
Ron Weasley sat staring out of his window. It was raining. Not just outside but in his soul. A week from this day Hermione would marry Malfoy.
He didn't deserve her. He would hurt her Ron was certain of it. He'd told Hermione this but she'd never listened. She'd only told him that he was being stupid and after all he'd given Malfoy his consent. And it was true he had but not because he thought him worthy. No that was not the case at all. He needed Hermione back in his life. And if she was only his friend then he had thought he could deal with that.
Turned out he couldn't deal with it and seeing them together had been tearing him apart bit by bit.
He knew he'd been a jerk still was but thinking about what would happen a week today was like killing himself.
He'd never received an invite……not that he expected one and it was a good thing really. He could never have gone and trusted himself not to ruin the day. He couldn't do that though. Never never. It would hurt Hermione too much and Ron had made a promise with him self not to hurt her again. No matter how much that mean hurting himself.
Three days before the wedding………….
Ron was woken by the sound of someone knocking at the door. A soft knocked a first, so gentle he thought he'd imagined it. But then It got louder a harder knock one that couldn't be ignored but he tried to and then it became a pounding. As if someone was outside begging to be let in.
Glancing at his watch he say it was three in the morning.
Who could it be? No one who didn't have a key ever came round this late and even from the ones who had a key coming around at three was a very rare occurrence.
Opening the door he found Pansy Parkinson at his door.
"What do you want?" He asked her. He was rather confused at what this woman who he'd never like was doing at his door.
"I need to talk to you." she sounded frantic and on closer inspection, she looked it. She had large bags under her eyes and she looked painfully thin as if for the last few weeks she'd forgotten to eat. Her hair was in place but it was slightly less worked. She wasn't wearing make-up and it showed how pale she had become.
He opened his door a little bit more and move out the way to let her come in. she moved through the front hall. Removing her thick purple coat off as well as her scarf, it was quite cold this time of the year, and she headed into the kitchen. She was wearing tight jeans and a cashmere jumper. Despite himself he found himself admiring her figure.
"What about?" He asked. Hoping she would leave soon. Why did he let her in?
"In a minute. Let me catch me breath." she said to him. He was surprised by her tone. It was not cocky and selfish as he'd normally heard her but rather soft and sad.
He nodded and offered her a cup of tea. Which she gladly accepted and the sat at the kitchen table.
"How can he marry her?" Ron just stared at her. He knew what she was talking about but why was she talking to me.
"I don't care."
"Yes you do and you have to listen to me for a minute."
Ron stared at the woman in front of him. She looked determined. Fuelled by passion and love. And he found himself nodding and listening to someone who normally he would have turned away but she seamed so distressed.
"Ok well it all stared when I found out they were getting married. Can you believe that? Well to be honest with you I'm not happy about it. They're not right for each other. Not at all. So I decided they couldn't get married and I spoke to Draco. He told me to get lost but the way he looked at me. He was eyeing me up and if he does that to me then how far has he gone with other women. You have to tell her."
Ron wanted to laugh. Was this woman serious.
"You want me to ruin this Hermione's wedding day on your imagination." This was ludicrous. He wanted them to break up but he'd never stoop to these levels. Not with this woman behind them.
"I'm not imagining this. Believe me. And don't help me but you should because I'm going to stop that wedding whether you are helping me or not."
"Pansy why do you want to stop the wedding to bad?" Ron asked her. As she got ready to leave.
"I love him."
Ron knew how she felt but he couldn't go along with her plan.
One day before the wedding…………….
Pansy stood outside a shop that sold hats. She needed a good hat. She didn't want to ruin this wedding looking like a tramp. She gently stroked her stomach. She'd found a spell that made her look pregnant. It was going to be fun to see the look on that poor girls face.
Ronald hadn't helped her like she'd hoped. He'd said a few things but nothing really helpful but this spell was enough. She just hoped Hermione would buy it.
…………..
Ron stood in horror when he opened his door and found Pansy at his door.
"You're huge!!" was all he could manage. She was pregnant. She wasn't pregnant the last time he'd seen her. Just yesterday.
"Well it's just a spell."
"Don't tell me this is part of your plan?" he asked he knew it was the case but he really hoped he's just gone mad.
"Of course it is. It's perfect. Everyone on Hermione's side of the hall will believe it's his. Maybe even some of his side. And I mean what will Potter say when he sees me."
Ron was in shock. She was actually laughing about it.
"Why are you here?"
"To show you my outfit of course." she smiled broadly at him. she seamed so happy about her whole mental scheme.
……………….
Ron had to wait four hours until she left and as soon as she left he contacted Harry.
"What is it mate?" Harry asked as he stepped out the fireplace.
"Your not going to like this." Ron said. He knew Harry would see the worry in his eyes.
"What?" Harry asked. He was starting to get worried.
"Well……….." Ron said and then he told him all the details of Pansy's plans.
"She's not…" Harry said in total disbelief.
"I'll try and talk her out of it. She said she was going come by before the wedding to make sure I'm not coming to help her. But there's nothing I can really do. The girl is completely obsessed." Ron said shaking his head.
"Thanks for telling us Ron."
Ron nodded as Harry left.
The wedding day…………….
Ron paced as he waited for Pansy.
"Ronald!" she yelled as she walked in the door without knocking. Had he told her she could do that.
"Pansy. You can't do this."
"Don't be silly. You know I have to. We have no choice. For us to be happy we need them apart."
Pansy kissed Ron on the cheek and did a twirl. "How do I look?"
Ron didn't know what to say. She had a huge bump and he didn't know what to say. Sure her hair was nice and her face but that bump!
"Well erm….nice hat."
"Thanks. I think so too."
She smiled him as she headed out. Hermione's day was ruined.
Pansy stood outside the church fixing her hat she walked in and found her self in a pack church.
"But first I must ask if there is anyone here who has any reason why these two shouldn't wed, speak now or forever hold your peace."
"I have a reason." Pansy said a smile across her face.
A/N
Well there's another chapter. Who thought it was Pansy? Review please.
