A/n: Yay! That's what I get for not updating sooner, I force myself to type two chapters and I eventually use my cunning Slytherin side to make you read it! Mwah hah hah! And, I'm so sorry I have anything to do with twilight in my story, really, twilight is a shitty book series. But I needed a character, and that was the only thing I could think of… Sorry… But You love me, really.
Chapter 11: Plenty of Prep
"How about this one?" Hermione asked Harry as she rummaged through a rack of tuxes, dress robes, and suits. He looked it over, at first considering, but shot it down.
"It's too long in the legs, I can't stand that shade of blue, I don't like polyester, and no way in hell am I wearing a yellow bow tie to a wedding, let alone my own." Harry turned to look back at the rack he was on. Rummaging through even further, he stared at the large selection of things that could be worn to the wedding. They'd been searching since the store opened, and it was nearly three now. All Harry had to do was stop being so picky. But that was a difficult task, as it was in fact a difficult weeding to plan. Seeing as they were both male, they had come up with a compromise. Draco gets the brides maids and the maid of honour, and Harry got the best man and the groomsmen Surprisingly enough, Draco had chosen Luna as a bridesmaid and Hermione as the maid of honour. Harry had, (obviously) chosen Ron as his best man, and Blaise and Seamus as his groomsmen.
That's when he saw it.
A dark black dress robe with a dark green bow tie. He pulled it off the shelf and a broad smile grew upon her face. "That bow tie really brings out the colour of your eyes." Harry grinned. "Let's have you try that on." Harry nodded, and she followed him toward the fitting rooms, waiting for him outside the stall. She gasp when he emerged. The robes fit him perfectly, hugging him, yet still hanging loosely. "Harry, that looks great on you!"
"Really? You think so?" He asked, looking himself over. He ran his hands down his side, felling the fit. As he did, you could see his slight curves showing through.
"Yes, really, now you best change out of it if you don't want it wrinkled by your big day!" Harry nodded and quickly ran back into the dressing room, changing from what he was wearing, placing the robes on the hanger, and the plastic overtop of it.
""Alright." Harry said walking to the counter, sitting the robes down on it. The clerk looked at Harry with wide eyes.
"Harry Potter?" She said.
"Hm?" he hummed.
"This is a wedding robe. My, my, my, what are you needing this for?"
"Uh…" Harry didn't think this one through. The wizarding world had yet to know about the two boys being wed. They had planned to have their wedding on the down low, so… dammit. "I um…"
"Are you and the Malfoy boy getting hitched?"
Harry turned red and scratched the back of his head. "Uh, yea, but please don't tell the daily prophet. I really don't want the public to know."
The clerk nodded. "I understand. Is that all for you?"
"For me, yes, but Hermione here and a few of my other friends might come here. " She smiled and scanned the robe with her wand, handing him the outfit, telling him the total and Harry happily paid.
This would be great.
…Breakinthepage…
Draco dragged Blaise into yet another wizarding formal shop, ignoring the dark skinned boy's protests, attempting to look for the perfect suit for the wedding. It has to be perfect, for his perfect boyfriend. I just had to be. The Italian boy groaned at the thought of another few hours looking at clothes. But, surprisingly enough, right when they got into the store, he saw it. Draco squealed and ran over to it, attempting to pull it off of the rack, but couldn't. He pulled harder and the dress robes pulled away. He saw a head pop up on the other side of the rack.
"Who the hell are you?" The guy said nothing. Malfoy looked closer at him, appalled at what he saw. "Diggory?"
"I go by Edward now." He said. "Edward Cullen." (A/N: IM SO SORRY, I DON'T EVEN LIKE TWILIGHT, BUT I NEEDED SOMETHING!)
"The fuck are you doing alive?! And the fuck do you need these dress robes?!"
"My father took my body to a vampire and they bit my neck so now I'm alive. So someone took my character from J.K Rowling's story and put me in some crappy love story with this worthless bitch named Bella Swan who can't do anything without a boyfriend. Hm, Bella Swan, more like Bella twat if you ask me. Anyway, I'm forced into this marriage by Stephenie Meyer to her so I want to at least look decent at the wedding."
"Well fuck you Diggory, I need these for my own wedding so back off!"
"How bout no?"
"How bout you let go of the tux, you sparkling piece of shit, this is mine!"
"I saw it first, so technically, it's mine."
"Well, I need it for my wedding to Harry!"
Cullen looked taken aback. "You're dating… Harry Potter? But he hates you. You even made those pins supporting me and trashing him… damn…." He let go of the dress robes, sending Malfoy to the floor at full force. "Wow." Diggory said. "I shoulda seen that one coming. Me and the other Hufflepuffs thought you were gay, even Cho. Terry Boot owes me five galleons for that…"
"Sod off…" Malfoy said, standing to his feet and pulling Blaise to the dressing rooms. "Fucking Bitch." He mumbled as he walked away from Cullen. He pulled on the sleek, dark grey robes and the shining silver tie that was the colour of his eyes. I didn't feel the need for Blaise to see, so he decided to show him later, or at the wedding. He pulled off the dress robes, placing them back on the hanger, putting the plastic covering back on it. He pulled on his own robes, exiting the dressing room. He walked over and placed the robes on the counter waiting for the cashier to ring them up. The cashier scanned them and looked Draco over.
"Oh my Gawd, hunny, this would look like toats fabou on you!" uhg, fashion stylist. Draco nodded and smiled in fake pleasure. "You must be Draco Malfoy!" Draco nodded again. "Darling, the pleasure is mine! Please, do tell, who is the lucky stud that has pulled you in?"
"Erm…" Draco blushed, "Harry Potter."
"Ohhhh! How sweet! You fell for the Gryffindor Golden Boy!"
"I didn't fall." Draco said, paying for his robes. "I was tripped." (Credit to ravensblack for the wonderful story that I borrowed this line from!)
With that, he took his robes and dragged Blaise out, not noticing that he was silently cheering that they were finally leaving.
…breakinthepage…
The two girls walked into the shop with Draco behind them. He'd told them he'd by their dresses no matter how much they opposed.
"Really, Draco, we can pay for them, you and Harry already have enough on your bill, and we have money,"
"You two are the closest thing to female friends I have and I owe you after all these years I made fun of you."
"You have a kind heart, Draco Malfoy." Luna said. "You were just led by the wrong person at first."
"Uh…. Thank you?"
Luna smiled and she and Hermione went to look for Dresses. They looked at the lovely fabrics while Draco waited at the front of the store. He'd finally made peace with two of Harry's closest friends. Almost all of them. Once Ron accepted him, he will have succeeded. He was snapped from his trance when Hermione came up to him. She held up a dark green gown with a small slit from her knee to her ankle. It had a darker green ribbon at the waistline. Draco smiled and jumped up and down, clapping his hands, much like a fellow fangirl might after seeing that I updated my story. "I like that, go try it on!" Hermione did and came back with it on and Draco's eyes lit up as she twirled in it (Dramione fans, eat your heart out. ;D) "It's great!" Draco exclaimed.
"Thanks, I like this very much."
"So." Draco said. "Are you going to say yes to the dress?"
Hermione giggled at Draco's reference to a muggle television show. "Yes, I say yes to the dress." Draco and Hermione both laughed. "How did you know about that show?"
"I saw it on the picture box at Harry's relatives' house last summer." Draco said. "Now, go ahead and change back into your clothes, you don't want that wrinkled." She nodded and changed back. She came out of her dressing room stall, just as Luna emerged from the one beside her in a silver dress. Draco squealed once again, and Luna went back, putting on her own clothes. And the three of them walked to the counter.
Hermione looked at both of the dresses funnily. "Did either of you realise that your wedding colours are Slytherin colours?"
"No actually." Draco said. "We both chose a colour and I chose green because I was looking into his eyes…"
"That's rather lovely." Luna said. "And rather romantic as well. Especially since you two have Slytherin eyes."
Draco grinned and paid for the dresses, taking the two girls to lunch.
…BREAKINTHEPAGE…
A/N: Hey guys! SOOO SOOOOO SORRY FOR THE SUPER LATE UPDATE! IM ALSO SO SORRY FOR THE TWILIGHT REFERNCE! I just got out of the hospital for my emo kid problems! But I have question that you don't have to answer unless you want to. So, who remembers when my user used to be ferretlovesscarhead huh? Hm? I didn't until like five minutes ago. Like for real. And I have an unhealthy obsession with this song, I want you to guess when I give you some lyrics kay? Here they are:
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, aaah-ah,
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line
Of the edge and where I walk alone
Read between the lines
What's fucked up and everything's alright
Check my vital signs
To know I'm still alive and I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...
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