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Dinner was awkward.

Very awkward.

It consisted of Draco staring at me, while Lixi stared at Draco lustfully, as Narcissa attempted to make polite conversation with mother, who was scolding Kizzia for thanking a house elf that served us. The elf was called Gilly. I think.

Narcissa looked nervous; her finger tracing the edge of her intricately cut wine glass. I had downed the contents of mine, Gilly came forward offering me more, and I turned it down smoothly. Now my mother would not realise that I didn't want to bother Gilly, the tiny creature could barely reach the long mahogany table. To be fair, I didn't want something that filthy to go anywhere near my dinner.

"So Draco…. Ashe, what kind of wedding do you want?"

I saw Lixi stiffen, Kizzia looked confused. Great no one had told her. My mother however, looked proud, proud of me marrying my cousin? It was disgusting, worse than how she acted around my father, I knew she didn't care for him. A loveless marriage, obviously that's what she wanted for me as well.

I turned to Draco. He was still staring at me, a glint in his grey eyes, expecting me to answer, as if he could care about a wedding.

"I hadn't really thought about it, I only agreed yesterday."

"I suppose, perhaps we should get a wedding planner?"

This was all going too fast, even Draco looked slightly sick; his face held a slight green tint.

"Err…. Sure." I didn't know what else to say, I felt nauseous.

"Could I be dismissed? I'm not really hungry."

Narcissa nodded, with that I left to my room.

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