No, I have not abandoned this story. I know it seems like it, and I know I suck for how long it's been, but I've just been so busy lately! I'm sorry guys! Without further ado:
The wedding day dawned.
The plan was in motion. Harry and Ron talked to Carter about everything, and surprisingly, he took it well. Once it was explained to him about the past Hermione had with Draco, it dawned on him why she was so closed off towards him. He agreed to help them out and take Hermione to the wedding, as planned.
Meanwhile, Hermione was getting ready for the day. She looked in the mirror and sighed. She really did not want to go through with this. She did not want to go to the wedding of the man she loved, and watch him bind himself to someone else for the rest of his life. Someone more "worthy".
She sighed again, realizing she really didn't have a choice. She couldn't not go, and Carter was going to be picking her up soon anyways. She washed her face and began to get ready for the wedding.
Within an hour and a half, she was ready, dawning a beautiful deep purple dress, loose curls cascading down her back.
She was just putting on her silver strappy heels when she heard a knock at the door. "Coming," she called from the living room. She walked over and opened the door, discovering a very handsome and dapper looking Carter. He flashed her his gorgeous smile. "Hello, Mione," he said to her, adopting the nickname her friends had for her.
She smiled back, "Hello." He took her arm and apparated them to Malfoy Manor, where the ceremony would take place. Once there, they could see that Ginny, Harry, Ron, and Padma were already there. Her eyes widened as they walked closer to them and she could see that they were conversing with Blaise Zabini.
As far as Hermione knew, they were not friends. Once the duo reached the five people, Hermione politely greeted them all, saving Blaise for last.
Although they weren't friends, she knew that Blaise knew of the ongoing affair between herself and Draco. "Hello, Blaise," she said slowly.
"Hermione, you look lovely as always," he told her, flashing her a grin.
She thanked him and then looked at him questioningly. He just shook his head in response. "Well, I better go see if the groom needs me," he said, walking away without as much as a glance backwards.
That was bloody weird, Hermione thought. She turned her focus back to her friends and her date, conversing with them, trying not to think of a certain blonde.
Blaise was smirking as he made his way over to Draco's room. Upon entering the room, he closed the door and charmed it locked, so that no one would be able to enter, even with an unlocking spell. He also silenced the room so that they couldn't hear what was going on outside of it. Everything was set. All he needed to do was turn on the microphone.
It was a tricky little spell that Padma helped out with, but it allowed muggle technology to work inside of the Manor. Blaise's part of the plan was to coerce Draco into talking about his true feelings for the former Gryffindor witch, while the microphone was on. If everything went according to plan, their voices would be amplified throughout the Manor, and all the guests would hear just what Draco had to say about the wedding.
Blaise only hoped it would be enough to stop the wedding from happening.
Just as he was deep in thought, Draco came into the room from the adjoining bathroom.
"Blaise," he greeted him.
Blaise nodded over at him. He got up and walked over to his friend, clapping him on the shoulder. "You ready, mate?" he asked him.
Draco turned around and walked to the window, running his hands through his platinum locks.
Blaise took this opportunity to carefully turn on his mike.
"I'm not sure," came Draco's response. "I feel slightly sick."
Blaise sighed and got closer to him. "Maybe that's because, deep down, you know this is wrong. You know you're not in love with Tori. You know you're in love with-"
But he was cut off by Draco. "Don't," he said coldly.
"I don't need to be reminded of what I'm losing today, Blaise," Draco continued.
"What you're losing?" Blaise reiterated. "Mate, you're making this choice! You don't need to 'lose' anything! You love her, and she loves you!"
Draco sighed heavily, "It's not enough, damn it!"
"Say you love her. I know you need to go through with this wedding, but say it", Blaise told him. Draco glared at his friend.
"What difference will that make?"
"Trust me, mate, it'll make all the difference in the world. Do you?"
"Well of course I bloody love her!" Draco all but screamed. What kind of question was that. He could deny it to everyone, but he could not lie to himself.
"I love Hermione Granger," Blaise said, "say it."
"I love Granger," Draco muttered. Blaise knew he was standing close enough to Draco that it was caught. He took his wand out smirking, and lifted the silencing charm.
Almost immediately, they heard pounding at Draco's door. Blaise lifted the charm, and the doorknob turned revealing Astoria.
"Are you kidding me?!" she screeched. Draco, confused, asked her what was the matter.
"You just announced to out entire wedding that you're in love with the mudblood bitch!" Astoria screamed. "I am humiliated!"
Draco's eyes widened as he turned towards a smirking Blaise.
"What did you do?" he seethed.
"Something that needed to be done a while ago," came Blaise's answer. He looked towards the door, and nodded. "I guess you two have some talking to do."
Draco turned around to see Hermione standing in the doorway. At almost the same time, Astoria turned as well.
She saw red when she saw the brunette witch. "You!" she screamed, lunging at Hermione, tackling her down with full force.
That's it for this chapter! I promise promise promise I will not make you wait this long for the next chapter!
XX,
Gracie
