A/N: I know I've said this twice or three times now (I lost count): Please don't kill me!!!!!! I know again...took me long enough. Reasons: Um...very stupid ASSESSMENTS! Geez, my editor had 2 due on Monday and I sent her this on Sunday, which is the day she had to finish up...anyways, she did it until 4 in the morning (on Monday) and well, needed some sleep.

It probably seems that I don't care about this fan fic but I really do it just that I need to do well in school well because it's the decider of my life. Writing fan fics won't get me a job or money so I need to concentrate at school, unfortunately!

I just read a really sad fan fic where the author killed off one of my favourite characters!!! So I'm so pissed and sad right now that I wasn't fully concentrating so please excuse me if you hate this chapter... and that stuff with my friends has been resolved...for now. There has actually been a new issue but, well...that's another story...lol.

Thanks for all those who reviewed. I love you sooo much! Anywayz thank you (again) for the consultation I received. I would have shot my friends but like you said (u know who you are) they're not worth the jail sentence. Lol.


Hermione stood in front of the mirror staring at her reflection. She moved her hand to her delicate face examining her red puffy eyes. She didn't wake up this morning to her room full of stylists, just the loud knocks from her mother's excessive banging. Staring at the girl in the mirror caused a wave of emotions. The reactions she would receive today were enough to set her off. She feared Ron's reactions. She most surely doubted that Ron would go to such extremes as using an unforgivable but she knew something was bound to happen. Lost in thoughts she didn't hear the soft taps on her door.

Narcissa walked in. Hermione turned her head and they both stared into each other's eyes. Narcissa could see a battle of emotions in her eyes.

Hermione felt uncomfortable by Narcissa's presence. Neither never really had the time to get to know each other. They both were going to be related in a couple of hours and the women felt a bit uneasy about this situation. Even though Draco had told her that she wasn't in anyway like Lucius, she felt it hard to trust her. Narcissa noting the discomfort decided to break the silence.

"Hermione, undeniably these last couple of weeks have been hard for you and there's no way I could begin to imagine a twist in my life quite as bad as yours but despite everything I feel there's no connection between us. I also feel as though you don't particularly like me. I wouldn't either after hearing many delinquent things about this family. Though I assure many of them are not true. I want to get along with you Hermione and I'm not just saying that. I use to love doing what would be known as girly things with my sisters but we fell apart. Andromeda married that muggle-born and was disowned from the family without a second notice and Bellatrix became too enthralled with the Dark Lord. I always wanted a daughter. My sisters and I grew up with a fantasy of having lots of girls but only Andromeda had a girl. I do not know her name or anything really about her. I do wish to meet her one-day but no one speaks of Andromeda anymore. And of course Bellatrix was too busy with the Dark Lord to even think of having children though she did marry. I know your probably thinking why didn't I just try to have a girl myself after Draco," Hermione nodded, Narcissa continued on,

"Well I would have done that if I was in love with lucius." she said sadly.

Hermione's mouth flew open and before she could stop herself she blurted out words.

"What?! You didn't love him?! You're his wife! A supporter of Voldemort!"

Hermione's hand flew to her mouth.

"Oh my gosh! I should have said that! I'm so very sorry it just came out-"

Narcissa put up a hand to silence Hermione.

"It's okay. At least I know what you think of me." Hermione tried to interrupt but Narcissa wouldn't let her.

"It is okay child. I would have thought that too. Actually many people think that. I don't love Lucius. I used to but not anymore. The Dark Lord changed him, just like he did to my sister and so many people," she stopped for a moment.

"I try all the time to save Draco. He has this habit of always defending himself at the wrong time but it only formed from being punished when he was little. I was given a choice by Lucius to leave but on the conditions without Draco and I couldn't. I couldn't leave my son behind. I knew what would become of him if I left. I had to stay. When Draco gets on Lucius' bad side I always try to protect him even if that means to make him mad at me so he could blown some of his steam off."

Hermione gasped. "But why can't you escape? You could run to Dumbledore, stay with the Weasleys. There are many people that are there to help you!" she exclaimed

"I would, believe me I would. But no matter what happens I know somehow Lucius will get back at me. I don't want to get Draco hurt. He'll be safe for now."

"So all this time you've been pretending. But what about the time you helped Kreacher which led to the death of Sirius..." Hermione's voice trailed off.

"Judging my your tone you were very close to my cousin?" she asked

Hermione nodded.

"Well like I said. I had to pretend that I was evil. Lucius gave me and order and I had to follow it. It might seem that I was being selfish, saving my own skin instead of my cousin's but if I refused Lucius would have killed me and Draco would be left with him. I couldn't let that happen." Narcissa said holding back tears.

"So you never had another kid because you didn't want the child to fall into the same fate as Draco?" Hermione asked hesitantly

"Yes." was the relieving answer Narcissa gave.

They stood there for a while pondering their own thoughts.

"Lucius is here as well as many death eaters." Her future mother-in-law stated.

"Lucius is here!? But someone will recognise him!"

"No they won't Hermione. He has taken the polyjuice potion. He's now his brother but the death eaters, which are the whole of the Malfoy family, know it's really Lucius."

"But what about the people from the ministry. Like Mr Weasley-"

"They are the death eaters who were acquitted of their charges. But the ministry is keeping a close eye on them."

"Oh. Does Draco know?" she politely asked

Narcissa nodded. Hermione sighed and waited awhile before talking again.

"Last night I had a dream. I was at the altar and Ron appeared. He was distraught and he pointed his wand at me. He wanted us to run away together and elope. I said that I love Draco and he used the unforgivable curse on Draco and...killed him."

Tears were forming in her eyes. Narcissa did something that surprised them both. She wrapped Hermione in a tight hug. Hermione started crying on her shoulder.

"Oh Hermione! It'll be okay. There just silly little dreams."

"But what if it comes true?" she said, her voice breaking

"I doubt it, although I don't have the inner eye to see the future," she said mocking Professor Trelawney. Hermione stopped sobbing and started laughing lightly.

"You're talking about Professor Trelawney aren't you? You know about her?"

"Yes of course. She's a fake, as Draco has kindly informed me. You had every right to leave the class."

Hermione smiled and blushed at the thought that Draco told his mother about her even though he probably was insulting her, but she too did the same with her mum, well... Mrs Granger. Then it came to her. Mrs and Mr Granger.

"Um...Narcissa, are Mr and Mrs Granger here?" she asked sheepishly

"Yes they are. Actually they're outside this door wanting a word."

"How did you know?" asked Hermione stunned.

Narcissa laughed. "The door's open."

"Oh," said Hermione blushing a deep red.

Narcissa nodded to Hermione and walked out while and Mr and Mrs Granger walked in.

"Hermione, dearest!" Her mum came and wrapped her in a warm hug.

"Mum," she said happily until she realised she called her mum.

"Sorry I shouldn't have called you mum."

"Hermione," said Mrs Granger, "you're still our daughter. Maybe not by blood but you still are."

"I know. Just me being silly." She wiped some tears forming in her eyes.

"I can't believe my little princess is finally getting married," joked Mr Granger.

Hermione laughed a very weak laugh.

"Yeah and at this age too."

"Well we better hurry. You are wanted Miss Chappelle."

"It's still Granger in my heart," replied Hermione.

Mrs Granger started weeping and Mr Granger rolled his eyes at her.

"Now dear you have me all teary." Her voice was cracking. She walked over to the door and stood there.

"Well, we haven't got all day, are you coming?" she teased

"Yes."

Mr Granger turned to her. "Who's walking you down the aisle?"

"No one. Too many people might get upset if I don't pick them." She blushed.

"Completely understandable." he said a bit sad. He was hoping that Hermione would have asked him to give her away...

"Thank you." She linked her arm through his and they walked down to the garden.


Down in the garden the quests mingled with each other. The Weasley twins stood in the corner planning something. Ron was neglecting himself and snapped at anyone who tried to talk to him. Harry was talking to the bridesmaids and Mr and Mrs Weasley were trying to start a conversation with a very disgruntle Lucius Malfoy aka 'the brother'.

"Hello, I'm Arthur Weasley and this is my wife Molly. And you are?"

"A very respected Malfoy who does not consort with blood traitors!" he spat. He stuck his nose up in a very snobbish way and went to sit down pushing a bunch of people in his way.

"You can tell he's a Malfoy."

"Arthur, don't be rude!" snapped Mrs Weasley.

"But Molly-"

"Lets go sit down, I expect it will be starting soon." She said walking over to the chairs.


So here she was poking her head through a hole at the back of the tent glancing at everybody. On the right was the bride's side and on the left was the groom's. In the front row on her side sat Mrs and Mrs Weasley, the Grangers and the Chappelles. Behind them were Ron, Harry, Fred, George, Padma, Neville, Seamus and Dean. Behind them were Padma's, Lavender's, Seamus' and Dean's parents, as well as Neville's grandmother. Behind them were a bunch of people Hermione didn't know. On the groom's side were Mrs Malfoy, Lucius in disguise, the Zambini's, and the Parkinson's, with a very peed off Pansy, Millicent, Crabbe, Goyle and their family. Behind them were a lot more of the Malfoy crew. Most likely death eaters.

On the altar were Draco and Blaise. Draco looked very anxious while Blaise sent lovely dovie stares to Millicent. Draco wasn't wearing what he was wearing in the dream. His shirt was a darker shade of green but his hair was loosely hanging on the sides. Someone tapped her on the back. She turned around to face Ginny wearing a lavender haze Satin mock two-piece slim gown (A/N: that's the dress my cousin had at her wedding for bridesmaids. The dresses looked so good!) and her hair was curled up into a bun. This was the first time Hermione actually noticed what she herself was wearing. Her dress was a Satinhalter sheath with beaded V-neck empire bodice and fishtail skirt. (A/N: that's what my cousin wore. It was so gorgeous!) Her hair was simply half up and half down and it was straightened.

Ginny snapped her out of her daze. "Hermione are you ready?"

"Yeah I guess."

Ginny frowned. "What do you mean I guess!?"

"It's just I'm scared about what Ron will do." she admitted

"Don't worry 'mione. Mum and dad are keeping a close eye on him."

Lavendar and Parvati walked towards them. They were wearing the same things as Ginny.

Soft instrumental music played and Ginny, Lavendar and Parvati slowly walked down the aisle. Hermione stood nervously in the doorway (A/N: I don't know what to call it, it's a tent!)

She slowly walked down the aisle. She was too nervous to look at anyone individually but she caught a glance of Ron's face. He wasn't happy. She looked straight at Draco whose eyes were wide open. She reached the altar and Draco grabbed her hands.

"About time," he whispered and smirked.

"Shut up ferret," she jokingly whispered back.

Draco pretended to be hurt.

"Ahem" coughed the celebrant. He started the ceremony

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered today to celebrate the holy matrimony of Draco Malfoy and Hermione Chappelle. If anyone objects to this marriage speak and now or forever hold your peace."

Hermione looked at Ron and Draco glared. Harry was pushing him down. Mrs Malfoy nodded to the celebrant to continue.

"The ring bearer..." he looked at Blaise , who pretended to frantically search for the rings. Everyone laughed except Lucius and Howard who made a mental note to kill Blaise after.

Blaise handed Draco the rings and he held up Hermione's hand. The celebrant continued.

"Do you Draco Malfoy, take this woman, Hermione Chappelle, to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love and to hold through sickness and health for richer or poorer as long as you both shall live?"

"I do." he said boldly

He slid the ring on her finger and she gasped. It was a platinum band (A/N: I hate gold. I only like silver or white gold. Editors note: I hate when they use Platinum; read that in too many fics) with channel set diamonds. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a white gold locket in the form of a heart and handed it to Hermione. She looked at him in confusion and decided to opened it and inside was a picture of him.

"The ring is your engagement ring. I wanted to do something different. Instead of you having two rings I bought you this locket. I have the same one but with a picture of you."

"Oh, it's beautiful." she said, willing herself not to cry. The celebrant continued.

"Do you Hermione Chappelle, take this man Draco Malfoy to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love and to hold through sickness and health for richer or poorer as long as you both shall live?

"I do." She smiled at him and he smiled back.

"Ladies and Gentlemen I give you Mr and Mrs Draco Malfoy. You may now kiss the bride."

Draco swooped down on her and caught her in a passionate kiss. The audience clapped as they were thinking what a magical wedding it had been...

A/N: There you go. Hoped you liked it. Family bonding and stuff...yeh...so.... You might think that Draco having a heart shaped locket is gay or something but I think it's sweet. I already have the reception written. I wrote it during boring Math...might be why I'm failing. Anywayz if you want the next chapter (the reception) you have to REVIEW!!!