Chapter Four
Planning
Hermione was sat at the table in the kitchen with the books and parchment laid out in front of her. This is what Draco saw as he walked in the kitchen and frowned. "What are you doing?" he asked as he entered the room.
"Sorting out the wedding." she said without looking up, and continued to write.
"Aren't we meant to do it together?"
"Mhmm. But every time I tried to ask you were busy or not in the mood." Draco cleared his throat and poured himself a drink before he sat down at the table. He picked up a piece of paper with the names of songs wrote on them and some were circled in red ink.
"What is this?" he asked her.
"What?" she asked and looked up. She grabbed the parchment and looked it over. "Oh, song for the first dance. The ones circled in red are the ones I think would be great and that one," she said and pointed to the green one. "Is the one I like the best, though it is a muggle song."
"Muggle song?" he said to himself and sighed. He had long got over the whole muggle business, mostly. He didn't like them still but he was trying his hardest to let it all go. For the next three hours the unlikely couple submerged themselves with catalogues and books on everything to do with weddings and sorted everything out except the clothes. They had chosen the song for the first dance. A muggle song called 'From this moment', the floweres (Lillies), the centrepieces, they had sorted out the seating arrangements, the food they wanted; everything. They just needed to be allowed to go and shop to get their outfits for the wedding.
"There we go." Hermione said and piled everything up neatly and organised it into a folder. "What time is it?" she asked Draco.
"Er... half nine." he responded slowly. Hermione stood up and smiled at him.
"I am going to go to bed." she said. She stood there for a second before she left the room. She frowned as she walked up the stairs. Draco had been very nice to her and calm during the whole thing and seemed totally different to his normal self which confused but pleased her, it showed her that he wasn't just a cold hearted Slytherin which she was pleased about. She got to her room and ran her self a bath after she put the folder away and then went to get her night things. She packed the things she needed for the next day and put her back beside the drawers and walked into the bathroom.
Pansy plopped down in a chair in the living room and sighed. Today had been tiring with all the work she had to do for classes. She suddenly sat up straight and looked at the coffee table to see loads of parchment scattered about and books. It looked as though Goyle had tried to plan the wedding without her and he was doing a horrible job. He had picked a disgusting flavour for the cake, horrible flowers, the seating plan was all wrong, everything was wrong and he had even decided on what dress she would wear. She scowled and started to wrip all the pieces of parchment up just as he came in the room.
"What are you doing?" he grunted and ran forward.
"No, what the hell are you doing?" she demanded and stood up. He frowned and looked confused.
"I... er..."
"Planning the wedding on your own?" she screeched. "I hated everything about it." Goyle scowled and sat down on the couch. "I will sort it out."
"You can't do that, what if I don't like it?" he said.
"I don't care." she said and sat back down.
"We have to do this together." he said gruffly.
"You didn't!"
"Thought it could be a surprise."
"A horrible one." she hissed. He huffed and stood up, storming out the room. She flipped her hair back and only just realised that she was left to do everything on her own.
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no!"
"What is wrong Ronnie?"
"Don't call me that, Bullstrode!" Ron demanded and folded his arms. Millicent huffed and rolled her eyes.
"We are getting married, you should call me by my first name, otherwise you would just be calling me Weasley." she pointed out and shifted on the couch. Ron ignored her and sat there sulking on the couch. They had been planning their wedding and it had been taking quite a long time to decided upon anything as Ron kept saying no to all her choices and was not even trying to help. "You know this is unfair don't you?" she wailed.
"What?" he asked surprised and raised his head.
"Your behaviour." she pointed out and looked down at her lap.
"What are you talking about?" Millicent rolled her eyes.
"Face it, we both know you love Granger, but that doesn't mean you have to be so horrible to me all the time. I know I am a Slytherin and we have never really talked to one another before. But we are getting married and will be having kids soon. So stop being so horrible to me, it would walk so much better if you tried to like me in some way." she said quietly. Ron didn't know what to say, mainly because he felt like she was going to cry and he didn't know what to do with crying girls.
"Er..."
"Forget it." she said bitterly and stormed out the room.
Luna was humming under her breath and smiled as Neville was writing something down on some parchment. They had been getting on great so far, which was something they were both pleased about. Neville had never really thought about having a relationship with Luna before but he didn't know why he had never thought about it. She was beautiful, funny, happy, caring and liked him for him. No one had ever really liked him as he was clumsy and wasn't the best looking guy out there. Besides Harry, Ron and Hermione, Luna was probably the only other one that liked him for him. The clumsy boy.
They had been sorting out their wedding for the past hour and decided to take a break. "Do you want something to drink?" he asked. Luna smiled and nodded her head and he went to the kitchen to get her something to drink, along with himself. "There you are." he said as he handed it back to him. She sipped it quietly and placed it on the table.
"The baby hawk is warming to the kitten." Luna said dreamily, totally confusing Neville so he just smiled and nodded. Luna grinned and leaned in and pressed her soft lips against his. He pressed back and smiled.
"Done!" Harry yelled, making Ginny giggle. "As much as I would love to marry you and I do, the planning was not something that I wanted to do." Ginny rolled her eyes and leaned against him. He wrapped his arms around her and she sighed with a smile on her face.
"I wonder how Ron is doing." she giggled. Harry chuckled and leaned forward and grabbed his cup. He took a drink and smacked his lips. Ginny put her head in his lap and smiled up at him. Harry ran her hands through her hair and she closed her eyes. Harry loved how soft her hair was and smiled to himself. He took another drink and then put it on the floor. Ginny was smiling to herself. She couldn't wait to marry Harry. He was everything she wanted and she couldn't ask for more. He was kind, cute, funny, helpful, polite, caring and everything else that was too long to fit on one piece of parchment. She yelped as she was suddenly picked up. "What are you doing?" she asked.
He smiled at her mysteriously and she suddenly knew what he was doing.
Sorry it is short and sorry it is crap. I couldn't think what to write for this chapte so just put this.
The reason I haven't updated was because I was finishing off another story but now I can carry this one on. Review please. :)
