Here you go. This is the 2nd part of the trilogy - it goes with the one right before this: Ring. Enjoy. :)

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Prompt – Wedding

Part Two of Three: Shining Moments Trilogy

To have and to hold from this day forward, for better or worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish to death do us part.

Hermione stood in the annex of the church. They had agreed to marry her way, in a church with no extra vows made traditionally by purebloods, whatever those may be. She had wondered, but Draco refused to talk about it, no matter how hard she pushed.

She took a deep breath and shoved that out of her mind. This was her wedding day. The only thing she should worry about was… well… everything, if she was completely honest, but that wasn't the point.

Ginny looked over as she sighed and smiled at her. "Everything's fine, Hermione."

She smiled back. "It better be. Or I swear I'll hex the wedding planner to bits."

Ginny laughed. "Everything is fine, Hermione. I looked everything over myself. Promise."

"You're the best maid of honor a girl could ask for, Ginny." She smiled warmly, hoping to hide her tears. Hormones.

"Oh, no you don't. You can't cry until you get down the aisle and your father is giving you away. That's the first you can cry today. Promise me."

Ginny always saw right through her. "Okay. I won't. It's just hormones, I promise."

Ginny opened her mouth to reply, but the music started up. She sighed, and turned back to the door leading into the church. "Best of luck, Hermione. You got a guy completely in love with you, though, so you won't need much of it."

The doors opened, and the procession began.


The music started, and the doors at the back of the church opened.

Finally.

He had been staring at them for what seemed like the past three hours, waiting for them to open. Waiting to get married.

Now they were open. He was minutes away from marrying Hermione. There wasn't a single doubt in his mind that she was perfect for him. Now, him for her? He doubted her sanity occasionally – he had been Prince of Slytherin to her Princess of Gryffindor. He had been a Death Eater, she was one of the crowning members of the Order. He had grown up around Dark Arts, and she had grown up around Muggles.

But he was eternally grateful she had chosen him.

The music changed, slowed, into the familiar tune that everyone recognized. It was time for Hermione.

She walked out, and their eyes met. All he could think was how stunning she was. She was a vision.

And she was his.


Hermione's eyes locked with Draco's. He stared at her, it seemed like in awe. She smiled. All the hours upon hours of torture Ginny had put her through and called 'beauty treatments' seemed to have worked.

Or maybe it was just her.

She made her way down the aisle, to where her father faced her.

"I love you, Daddy," she whispered.

"I love you too, sweetie. Keep him in line, alright? And always be happy." With those final words of advice, he kissed her cheek and let her go.

Her eyes misted over as she turned to Draco.

"No second thoughts?" he asked, only half-joking as he took arm.

"No second thoughts," she confirmed, smiling up at him.

They turned to the front of the church to start their new chapter in their life.

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