This chapter will be the wedding, so I hope you like it. And sorry for the wait!
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Hermione's POV
Oh my gosh. I didn't know weddings were so stressful. The planning of it wasn't too bad, but when it came down to the actual walking-down-the-aisle-with-my-dad-to-give-me—away-forever part of it, I was scared senseless! Luckily, I managed to keep a smile on my face the whole time.
Draco, however, didn't have a smile on his face. His jaw had dropped the moment my dad and I stepped out from behind the hedge. He was so cute when he was dumb-struck…
Draco's POV
Before Hermione walked out, I was perfectly fine. Then the band (mum and dad hired the Weird Sisters) started playing.
The procession started with our ring bearer, which was 5 year old Teddy Lupin. He was watching the pillow carefully, walking with the tempo of the song, and trying not to trip.
Next was Bill and Fleur's daughter, Victorie, the flower girl. She is 4. She was throwing red rose petals with green leaves mixed in, to match Hermione's bouquet. Her dress was white, with an empire waist with an emerald green bow. It had a ruffles skirt that went all the way down to her feet. Her shoes were emerald green ballet flats. Her hair was pulled into a poufy ponytail with a few red roses on the side. She was the cutest four year old ever. (That is, until Hermione and I have one of our own…)
After Victorie, came the bridesmaids and groomsmen.
The first couple was George and Angelina.
Next were Bill and a very pregnant Fleur.
And after them, came Ron and Lavender.
All of the bridesmaid's dresses were silver and strapless. They were knee length and had an empire waist that tied into a small bow in the middle. Simple, yet amazing. Just like my Hermione.
All of the men were wearing their best black trousers, with a white button up shirt tucked into them. Around their necks was a green, black and silver stripped tie, very much like the Slytherin ties from Hogwarts.
The couples all walked in together; arms hooked, and made their way slowly down the aisle, one couple at a time, all staying with the tempo.
Lastly, before Mione, was Ginny and Potter. Ginny was Hermione's bridesmaid, Pott…fine…Harry, Ginny's fiancé, was my best man. Ginny's dress was almost the same as the bridesmaid's dresses, but hers had silver spaghetti straps and a green bow instead of silver. Harry's outfit was also almost the same. He was wearing the pants shirt and tie, but he also was wearing a black jacket over it. After Harry and Ginny made it up to the alter, the bridal music got louder. That's when two things happened: 1)Hermione and her father walked around that hedge, and 2) my jaw hit the floor.
Hermione's POV
"Mawage. Mawage is wot bwings us togeder tooday. Mawage, that bwessed awangment. Mawage is a dweam wifin a dweam. And wuv, twu wuv, will fowow you foweva. So tweasure your wuv, and wet it be swown to evwy won that you awre bownded togeder by wuv, twu wuv."
I am not kidding. This was how the priest talked. Nice huh? I could hardly hold in my laughter! According to Narcissa, this was the best priest in England. Finally, it was time for the rings.
"Have you the wing?"
Teddy brought the rings forward. The preacher looked to Draco.
"Do you Dwaco Wucius Mawfoy take this woman to be your wawfully wedded wife, to have and to hawd, to wuv and comfurt, to honar in sickness and in health till deaf do you pawt?" asked the priest.
"I do." Said Draco, looking into my eyes.
The priest looked to me.
"Do you Dwaco Wucius Mawfoy take this woman to be your wawfully wedded wife, to have and to hawd, to wuv and comfurt, to honar in sickness and in health till deaf do you pawt?"
I stared back into those pools of grey. "I do." I said.
"I now pwononce you man an' wife. You may kiss the bwide."
And kiss me Draco did. Sparks flew like never before. Everyone was cheering. When we finally broke apart, we walked down the isle hand-in-hand and into the carriage waiting for us outside. We hopped in and waved good-bye one last time, before we rode off into the sunset.
Actually, we rode 12 feet. Draco thought that it was taking too long, so he opened the door, picked me up bridal style, and apparated us to our honeymoon suite in Paris.
We sure had fun that night!
Links for dresses/tuxes. Take out the spaces:
Victorie's Flower Girl Dress (instead of purple, hers is emerald green):
Bridesmaid/Maid of Honor Dress:
http : / / budgetsavvybride . co . uk / wp - content / uploads / 2008 / 12 / silverpromdress . jpg
Groomsmen/Best man outfit:
http : / / www . elizabethannedesigns . com / blog / wp - content / uploads / 2009 / 12 / groomsmen - green - striped - ties . jpg
A/N. Sorry it's short. Only about 2 pages on Microsoft Word (minus the A/N's), but it's the end. No more. Zero. Zilch. Nada. I needed to update anyway. I hope you liked it, if not, oh well. Please review! Even if it's bad, I'll take it!
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