For almost a month Hermione and Luna worked non-stop on Hermione's business. Setting up the shop was a lot more hard work than Hermione had anticipated and every day she was grateful for Luna's help. She was even more grateful for the younger witches help when October hit and her thoughts turned to her upcoming wedding. Luckily Hermione also had help with the wedding in the form of her mother and Draco's. Jean and Narcissa took over the bulk of the planning so all Hermione had to do was approve the final details.
Before Hermione knew where she was it was the last week in October and she was preparing to get married. The wedding was taking place in a small hotel, not far from where Narcissa and Severus lived. The ceremony was going to be a short and simple affair, followed by a couple of drinks in the hotel bar. Hermione's parents were then going to take Lyra for the weekend, enabling Hermione and Draco to have a short honeymoon.
On the morning of the wedding Hermione got her hair and make-up done, before making sure Lyra was behaving herself. For once the two year old was behaving perfectly and had let Jean change her into her new dress without any trouble. Lyra was then quite happy to sit on the large bed in the hotel room while Jean and Narcissa helped Hermione into her dress.
"You look lovely, Hermione." Jean told her daughter, once she was wearing her long, cream dress.
"Are you sure it's not to plain?" Hermione asked, examining herself in the mirror.
Personally Hermione loved the dress, but she knew it wasn't the fanciest of wedding dresses. The top of the dress was a fitted bodice while the skirt was long and tight fitting with a slight outwards sweep around the feet. Hermione also had a beaded cream shrug to wear over the bodice.
"It's perfect." Narcissa reassured the young witch. "It's elegant and understated and it suites your perfectly."
"Do you think Draco will like it?" Hermione asked.
"He'll love it." Narcissa smiled. "And what's not to love, you look beautiful."
"Besides we all know he couldn't care less what you were wearing." Jean chuckled. "The boy's crazy about you, you could turn up wearing a hideous dress and he would still think you were the most amazing creature he'd ever laid eyes on."
Hermione smiled at her mother's words, knowing exactly how right they were. Draco had always said she was beautiful, even when she was younger and her hair was a wild mess and she wore her clothes slightly too baggy. In fact Draco had even said she was beautiful when she was in labour with Lyra, which considering she was screaming and yelling at him at the time it was quite a compliment.
"You think mummy looks pretty don't you?" Narcissa asked Lyra as she swept her granddaughter up into her arms and carried her over to Hermione.
Hermione reached out for her daughter and she held her close for several minutes. The entire time she was holding her, Lyra kept stroking Hermione's cheek.
"Pretty, pretty, pretty." Lyra chanted as she snuggled up to Hermione.
"Thank you, princess. You look very pretty too." Hermione said, placing a quick kiss to her daughter's head before handing her to Narcissa. "You go with Nana Cissa and be a good girl."
"She'll be an angel." Narcissa replied as she turned and headed towards the door with her granddaughter.
"Bye, mummy." Lyra waved over Narcissa's shoulder as the two exited the room to go and get their seats for the wedding.
"We better be going as well." Jean said to Hermione.
Hermione nodded and grabbed her bouquet off the table. Together mother and daughter headed down to the small ballroom in which the wedding was taking place. Richard was waiting outside the ballroom to escort Hermione into the room and he confirmed everyone was settled and they were just waiting for the bride.
Jean gave Hermione a quick kiss before slipping into the ballroom and taking her seat. A few seconds later the music started and Richard took hold of Hermione's arm. Richard smiled at his daughter, before opening the doors and walking Hermione towards the man she was going to spend the rest of her life with.
As she walked towards Draco, he was the only person Hermione concentrated on. Guests were practically non-existent, the only ones being Richard and Jean, Narcissa and Severus, Luna and Professor McGonagall, and of course Lyra. With so few people in attendance the whole thing felt much more intimate and meaningful to Hermione. Every single person in the room was special to them and Hermione couldn't think of anyone else who she wanted there.
"You look gorgeous." Draco whispered as Richard handed over his daughter before taking his seat next to Jean.
"You don't look too bad yourself." Hermione replied.
Draco grinned at Hermione, but the whispered conversation was put on hold as the ceremony got underway. The first part of the ceremony was muggle like, with the exchanging of vows and wedding rings. The second part used magic to bond the couple together for life.
"I now pronounce you husband and wife." The minister beamed at the young couple in front of him. "You may now kiss the bride."
Draco smirked wickedly at Hermione, before sweeping her into his arms and giving her a breath-taking kiss. Eventually the couple parted and turned to their assembled guests. Richard and Severus were smirking at the couple's enthusiasm, while Narcissa and Jean were both wiping away tears of joy. McGonagall and Luna were both smiling happily at the couple, while Lyra was wriggling around in Narcissa's arms as she tried to get to her parents.
As Draco and Hermione joined the guests, Narcissa put Lyra down and the two year old toddled over to her parents. Draco immediately picked the little girl up in his arms and showered her with kisses.
"You were a very good girl, Lyra." Draco told his daughter. "Now you can have cake."
"Cake!" Lyra yelled, thrilled at the prospect of her favourite dessert.
"You'll get cake in a bit, sweetheart." Hermione said, smiling at her daughter. "Why don't you go with Auntie Luna and get a drink first."
Since meeting Luna, Lyra had fallen in love with the blonde witch and the feeling was mutual. As much as she could Hermione liked to have Lyra with her when they were working so Luna spent lots of time with the little girl.
As she took Lyra from Draco's arms, Luna congratulated the couple. She then headed off to the bar to get her and Lyra settled in for the reception. Once Luna and Lyra were gone, Hermione turned her attention to her old Transfiguration Professor.
"Thank you so much for coming." She smiled at the older witch. "We really appreciate it."
"I wouldn't have missed it for the world." McGonagall replied. "I'm just sorry I have to leave now. But I want to congratulate you both and I hope you're very happy together. Just remember to keep in touch."
"We will." Draco said, slipping his arm around Hermione's waist.
"That goes for you too, Severus." McGonagall said, turning to her former colleague.
"Don't worry, Minerva, we'll keep in touch." Severus said.
"Good, I do like a good wedding and I would hate to miss yours." McGonagall remarked, smirking as Severus' eyes widened dramatically at the mention of him getting married.
A few people chuckled at Severus's shocked response, knowing full well that the prospect of him and Narcissa getting married was a strong one. Still chuckling at the panic she had caused McGonagall said her goodbyes and left the three couples alone. Richard and Jean and Narcissa and Severus then headed off to the reception.
Before they headed to the bar, Hermione and Draco signed all the paperwork making their marriage official. Once that was sorted they headed to the bar where they joined their friends and family. Despite it being Hermione and Draco's wedding day the undisputed star of the night was Lyra. The two year old was in her element eating cake, being made a fuss of and even occasionally being whirled around the dance floor.
"It's getting late." Jean commented after a couple of hours in the bar. "I think this little one needs her bed." She added, running her hand through Lyra's hair as she sat beside her.
"No." Lyra shook her head stubbornly at the mention of bed. "Want to dance with daddy."
"Fine, one dance then you go home with Nana Jean and Granddad Richard." Draco said, picking Lyra up. "Is mummy coming with us?" He asked, holding his free hand out for Hermione.
"Yeah, dance mummy." Lyra grinned.
Hermione took hold of Draco's hand and the three headed out onto the small dance floor. Draco held Lyra tightly in one arm while he wrapped his other arm around Hermione and pulled her close. Hermione positioned herself so she was also partly holding Lyra, and the couple danced with their daughter. Lyra was thrilled to be twirled around with her parents and she giggled and laughed the entire time. When they returned to the table, Lyra happily settled in Richard's arms and put up no argument when bed was again mentioned.
"Thanks for having her, mum." Hermione said, hugging Jean. "And are you sure about having her all weekend?"
"Of course, you two get away and enjoy yourself." Jean replied.
The plan was for Hermione's parents to have Lyra for the weekend so that Hermione and Draco could have a small honeymoon. After everyone had left the couple were planning on flooing to a private island in the Mediterranean, where they would spend the next two days totally alone on a sun-drenched island.
Once Jean and Richard left with Lyra, Narcissa and Severus soon followed. Luna stayed a bit longer, talking to Hermione about the shop, but then she left and the newlyweds were finally alone.
"Do you want another drink here, or do you want to leave?" Draco asked.
"I think we should leave." Hermione replied. "I'm dying to get out of this dress."
"That makes two of us, I've been dying to get you out of it since the second I saw you this afternoon."
"Good job, you've got such good self-control then." Hermione chuckled as the couple began to leave the bar and head back to the suite they had been occupying for the day.
"My self-control only stretches so far." Draco mumbled as the couple stepped into the lift.
Before Hermione had a chance to ask what Draco meant by that, her husband had her pinned up against the wall of the lift. Luckily the lift was empty as Draco's hands roamed over Hermione's body while his lips ravished her neck.
"Someone might call for the lift." Hermione moaned, her protesting made all the more difficult when Draco's hand slid under her dress and his fingers stroked her silk knickers.
"Let's hope they don't." Draco muttered, his lips not leaving Hermione's neck.
Hermione was about to protest some more when Draco's fingers slid under her knickers and stroked her wetness. Hermione moaned loudly and clung onto Draco's shoulder as his fingers teased her. She could feel how hard he was against her thigh and was seriously considering shagging in the lift when the doors pinged and began to open.
"I think this is our stop." Draco remarked, reluctantly stepping away from Hermione.
Grabbing hold of his wife's hand, Draco pulled Hermione from the lift and the couple made their way to their suite. The second they stepped inside the room Draco had Hermione pinned back up against the wall and his hands once again began to wander. This time however, Hermione stopped her husband before he started anything.
"Not here." She said, pushing Draco away from her. "We've got an entire villa waiting for us and we know we won't be disturbed. For the next three nights, it's just going to be you and me."
"Well what are we waiting for?" Draco asked, grabbing the bags that were pre-packed on the bed.
Walking over to the fire he connected it to the floo network and let Hermione go first. Once Hermione had left, Draco hurried through the connection and disconnected it from the villa. The hotel they had been at had already been paid, and Draco knew once the floo connection was severed that the staff would know the room was vacant again.
"Do you want to explore first?" Hermione asked.
"I want to explore you." Draco said, throwing the bags onto the floor. "We can look at the island tomorrow, right now I want to take you to bed."
"Okay, but we're doing this my way." Hermione said, picking up the bags and heading for the stairs. "First I want a nice bath and to change into something a bit sexier."
"How about we skip the bath and getting changed and just get to the getting naked part." Draco suggested as he followed his wife upstairs.
"No." Hermione shook her head. "This is our wedding night and I want it to be special. I promise I won't be long."
Upon reaching the bedroom Hermione pulled a small purple bag from her travelling bag and disappeared off into the bathroom. Deciding to make the most of his time, Draco magically lit the dozens of candles that were dotted around the room. He then stripped off his clothes and settled onto the bed, wearing nothing but his Slytherin green boxers.
Fifteen minutes after entering the bathroom, Hermione re-emerged. She was wearing a matching emerald and silver lingerie set and she was sparkling all over with silver glitter. When they had tried it the previous month, Draco had liked the effect the glitter brownies had on Hermione so she had mixed a vial of the glitter dust potion for their honeymoon. Unlike the brownies that only lasted ten minutes the glittering this time would last an hour.
"Do you think the delay was worth it now?" Hermione asked, as she walked towards the bed.
"Most definitely." Draco nodded, his eyes roving over his wife's sparkling skin. The candlelight was making the glittering even more pronounced and he was thoroughly enjoying watching the silver flecks shimmering on her smooth skin.
"The spell only lasts an hour, so you might want to do something rather than just stare." Hermione chuckled as she climbed onto the bed. "I thought you might want to check if the potion made all of me sparkle."
"That I want to find out." Draco grinned, grabbing Hermione and pulling her into a deep kiss.
For the next hour Draco explored his sparkling wife in great detail, and found that the potion did indeed make all of her sparkle, including her most intimate areas.