Despite saying that I would be more likely to update frequently with more time on my hands, all this time has actually made me pretty lazy with my writing since I have more reason to just stay in bed all day, rip. But anyways, I'm just really determined to finish this so I can move onto my other Dramione plots cause I have a boatload of them in the back of my mind with no idea where to start.

Hermione had never been more nervous than she currently was in her entire life. The cause of her nerves was currently on the other side of France, so there was hardly anything they could do to comfort her in person now. It was like all those times when Hermione got mad at Draco and she just wanted to be with him even though he was the common cause of a lot of her anger and frustration. But she was hardly angry at him right now. If anything, Hermione was more in love with him than she ever has been because it was the day she had been waiting for. Their wedding day.

After being together for nearly five years, Draco and Hermione were finally tying the knot. Their wedding was to take place on a picturesque site in France at one of the many villa's that the Malfoy family owned in the country. While Hermione was in the Loire Valley, Draco was in Provence as they were now officially under lockdown in order to uphold the tradition of the groom not seeing the bride before the wedding. Hermione had already had fun at her Bachelor party several days ago, and now it was time for her to panic about her impending nuptials.

To say that her and Draco had had an easy relationship would be an understatement. They had faced a lot of public scrutiny considering the fact that Hermione was a war heroine and Draco a Death Eater, and although most of that had subsided there were still a few people that frowned on their relationship. Hermione was just glad that she had her friends support, and that despite their initial hesitance about her relationship with Draco, they had come to accept it. And now was most certainly a time when Hermione could use her friends unwavering support since she was on the verge of having a nervous breakdown the night before her wedding.

It was silly, really. Hermione knew that Draco loved her and would never do anything to intentionally hurt her, but there was still so much that could go wrong. If there was anything that Hermione did too much of, it was overthinking and she was currently doing far too much of that right now. Despite going through and checking everything, Hermione was still feeling her nerves beginning to control and override her logical reasoning. So it was definitely perfect timing when Ginny came in to check on her as Hermione tried resting in her en suite.

"I just came to see how you are doing," Ginny said as she entered the room.

"I could be doing better," Hermione muttered.

"Clearly," Ginny snorted as she took a look around the room. "It looks like a tornado went off in here. Is everything alright, Hermione?"

"No," Hermione groaned as she flopped dramatically onto her bed. "I'm getting married tomorrow."

"Isn't that supposed to be a good thing?" Ginny pointed out.

"It's just that, there's so much that could go wrong!" Hermione exclaimed.

"Ah, the pre-wedding jitters. I would have thought that you would be above that, Hermione," Ginny remarked.

"So did I," Hermione grumbled ."But no, here they are. Determined to make me rethink everything and feel like my special day is just going to be torn to shreds."

"Hermione, you've worked harder on this wedding than you ever have on anything in your life. And Hermione Grangers plans always work out the way they're supposed to," Ginny reasoned.

"Yeah, but what if just this once I lose my perfect record and it just so happens to be on the most important day of my entire life?" Hermione shrieked.

"Nothing is going to go wrong. It's all going to turn out just how you planned it to," Ginny tried reassuring her.

Hermione groaned, "You weren't even this nervous on your wedding day."

Ginny smiled wistfully as she recalled her and Harry's wedding that had been nearly a year ago. "That's because I trusted that everything would turn out the way that it was supposed to, which it did. Harry was there, my friends and family were there and there was not enough magic in the world that could have made that day anymore magical than it was."

"That's awfully sappy from you," Hermione commented.

"Oh, it was my wedding day! I'm allowed to be sappy about it," Ginny argued. "Now as for you, Hermione Jean Granger. Tomorrow you are marrying former prat Draco Malfoy, and while I am yet to fully understand what you even see in him, I know that he's crazy about you and wants to marry you just as much as you want to marry him. You're going to walk down that aisle and see him there and it is going to be just like you planned it to be, so you mustn't worry."

Hermione sighed, "You really think that it's going to be okay?"

"Really," Ginny insisted.

"And, former prat, really?" Hermione remarked. Even though she would be the first to say that her future husband was a far cry from the self-obsessed bully he used to be, it would be wrong to say that he wasn't a bit of a prat at times.

Ginny shrugged, "Well, Malfoy's alright to me but I know Harry and Ron still see him as a prat."

"I hope they're taking good care of him for me," Hermione muttered.

"Speaking of which, apparently Malfoy asked Harry to get this to you so he passed it to me and now I'm giving it to you," Ginny said as she seemingly pulled out a box from nowhere.

"Do you know what it is?" Hermione asked eagerly as she took it.

"How should I know? Apparently Malfoy threatened to hex Harry so bad that our children would feel it if he dared to look inside," Ginny remarked.

"Then it must be special," Hermione grinned.

"And I shall leave you to it, Mione. But I will be here at 7am sharp to help get you ready for your big day," Ginny declared before leaving Hermione alone once again.

Hermione stared at the box in her hands for a few moments, wondering what it was before she realised she could just tear it open and find out. To Hermione's initial annoyance, there were just pieces of paper stuffed inside the box. Hermione was going to put the box away at first, but then she saw writing on the paper. So Hermione eagerly pulled out the first piece of paper and just smiled with delight on recognising Draco's handwriting.

Hermione,

It's the eve of our wedding and I'm not sure how you're feeling but just in case you could use a little something, I put this all together for you. It's what I was working on the other week when you asked me what I was doing and I said that you would find out later. Well, it's later now so here it is.

Of course Draco had found a way to write to her on the eve of their wedding. One thing that had stayed the same over the course of their relationship was their love of writing to each other. There was just something about getting a letter from Draco that made Hermione's heart jump. Hermione had lost count of how many notes they'd sent to each other over the years, though their first year together officially at Hogwarts had probably been where most of their notes came from. They had passed notes in basically every class that they shared together. Their fingers would just brush against each other's when they passed their notes and it always sent the good kind of shivers through Hermione's veins.

Hermione just knew that a letter from Draco was what she needed to reassure herself, so Hermione was ready to start reading, but she quickly became confused. These letters were most unusual in the fact that they could not be read properly. It was obvious that there was something bigger going on here since the letters appeared as though they were joined together somehow. And that was when Hermione realised that this was meant to be a puzzle of letters, which was exactly what Hermione needed to take her mind off things right now.

"Oh, Draco. You always know just what it is that I need," Hermione chuckled.

This was certainly one way for Hermione to take her mind off the persistent nerves that just didn't seem to listen to her common sense. So Hermione quickly became immersed with solving Draco's puzzle letter so she could find out what he had written her. It was almost amazing how Hermione had come to remember Draco's writing. She had seen it so many times that she could almost forge it herself.

It was definitely helpful to have the task of figuring out this puzzle to distract Hermione from her nerves. It wasn't long until she had practically forgotten that she had been nervous in the first place. So it wasn't long before Hermione did manage to successfully put the puzzle together and once she did, Hermione could not deny that she was feeling pleased with herself. So with the puzzle laid out in front of her, she started carefully reading itt word for word.

Hermione,

It's the night of our wedding and all I can do is think about you. I'm trying things to keep myself occupied as the nerves grow because you have that uncanny ability unlike anyone else to make me nervous. It is hard to believe that we're finally getting married after these years we've spent together. I know it might seem like I'm spoiling my vows to you, but trust me when I say that what I have planned for that is completely different to what I have to say here.

I'm not quite sure of how you're handling things in the lead up to our big day, but I hope that this letter can give you some peace of mind if necessary. Everything is fine on my end. Potter and Weasley have only come to annoy me twice, only to threaten me about 'hurting' you, which I have no intention of doing. It's funny how Potter and Weasley still think that they can threaten me when they barely have two brain cells to rub together.

Even though it's only been three days since we last saw each other, you've been on my mind more so than ever. I've never been one to dream, but marrying you is certainly one I can tick off my 'bucket list' that you made me do all those year ago. There's still plenty that I want to do, most of which involve you.

So if you're worrying about me or anything else, there is no need to. If not, then I can't wait to see you tomorrow. Whatever happens, it will be a memorable day for us because it is for us and nobody else. I've spent months trying to imagine what your wedding dress is going look like but I know that my imagination is not going to match up to the real thing.

Counting down the hours until I can see you,

Draco.

That letter was exactly what Hermione had needed. It had provided her with the distraction she needed to ease her nerves and made her even more excited for her imminent wedding. Just know that while she was here, Draco was where he was and thinking of her gave Hermione all the comfort and reassurance that nobody else could. Hermione was even kicking herself for not doing anything like this for Draco, since she had no idea how he would be coping with their wedding.

Nonetheless, the wedding was coming and Hermione could not wait. It had been nearly five years in the making, but she was about to become Hermione Malfoy and there was nothing that had given her this much excitement before. Now if only Hermione could ease her excitement so she could actually get some sleep. After all, she was a bride to be.

This one was a piece I struggled with, since I didn't want it to be too short but I didn't want it to drag it out either so I guess that's also why it took me a bit longer to get this out. Anyways, we've just got two pieces left to go and I'm feeling kinda sad about that now.