There is no letter-writing in this chapter.
By the way, this chapter is for Marvolo Gaunt. And it's also dedicated to harrypottercrookshanks for supporting this story.
Hermione's bridesmaid's dress was itchy and a bad shade of green. She felt kind of sorry for Draco, who had to be the ring bearer. At least all she had to do was stand around with some flowers and make sure the bride didn't trip over her dress.
"Mum I don't want to be the ring bearer! I'm almost sixteen!" whined Draco.
"Nonsense! Aunt Bellatrix didn't have a ring bearer at her first wedding because you weren't born, and why deny her one a second time." said Draco's mum. The first wedding had been really hurried and thrown together, which was the only reason she didn't complain about her own ugly dress.
All three of them were glad they weren't Lucius. He was supposed to wipe up all the bird poo from the 10,000 doves that were about to be released.
Umbridge had told all the non-Mudblood AHEM Muggle-born students in fourth-year and above to put on their dress robes because they were going to be in attendance, but they didn't know it yet.
"Why are we in dress robes?" asked a Slytherin sixth-year.
"Because the darkest witch and wizard we've ever known are getting married!" Umbridge said excitedly.
"That's not our fault." said a Huffllepuff fourth-year.
"Why do we care if they get married? I've never met either of them!" said Ron.
"Ron!" Harry had realized something. "D'you know who might be at the wedding? Hermione!"
"Why would Hermione go to a Death Eater wedding?" asked Ron.
"Well, Ron, who recently became a Death Eater, oh, I don't know, a month or two ago?"
Neville, by the way, was not coming to the wedding. He was with Madam Pomfrey after drinking the wrong potion by accident, but he'd asked Harry and Ron to tell him whether or not Hermione was there. The non-Neville students formed a line and marched out of the Great Hall.
Harry had Polyjuiced into a plump, round-faced third year girl with strawberry blonde hair for his own protection, and he/she was sitting next to Ron. They could see Lucius with a handkerchief, his wife discreetly eating a banana behind her hand, and Lord Voldemort in a suit. The very thought was so un-Voldemort that Ron tried not to laugh. The suited villain was talking to Lucius, and Harry wondered what the handkerchief was for.
Then a huge group of male Death Eaters all wanted to walk Voldemort's bride down the aisle, and by the time Bellatrix was half shoved by Peter Pettigrew down the aisle and tripped over her dress, and Hermione had burst in after her to try to prevent that from happening a second time and Fred Weasley had tripped her, causing her to fly directly out of her shoes, everyone was now fully entertained. After all, it's hard to watch someone trip on her dress and not find it amusing.
At one point Luna whispered something to Hermione, who whispered something to Draco, who promptly threw the ring over his shoulder and said, "Oops."
When someone finally found it, Narcissa yelled at Draco for dropping the ring on the floor, at which point Draco threw down his pillow and stomped away. He was sick and tired of the wedding, and it wasn't even over yet.
After Crabbe was brought in as the replacement ring bearer, and a short, weary wizard finally pronounced Voldemort and Bellatrix husband and wife, and Lucius had properly cleaned all the bird poo, the newlyweds Apparated to Barbados for their honeymoon, so Umbridge escorted the students back to Hogwarts. It had definitely been an eventful day.
"Did you see when she tripped over her dress?" the seventh-years said to one another.
"Did you see the Malfoy kid throw the ring over his shoulder?" the sixth-years said to one another.
"Did you see Lucius Malfoy get pooped on by all those birds?" the fifth-years said to one another.
"Did you see the bridesmaid fall out of her shoes?" the fourth-years said to one another.
After the wedding had been cleaned up, Hermione found Draco sitting behind a Dumpster.
"What are you doing here?" he asked.
"Oh, I don't know, just, uh, stuff." said Hermione. "Mind if I sit here?"
"Have you ever even sat behind a Dumpster before?" asked Draco.
"Well, no. But there's a first time for everything." said Hermione. They didn't say any more, but it was enough just to sit there.
I'll be resuming the humor and the letter-writing in the next chapter. I just needed a break.
