The next day Draco woke up and went into his living area, where he saw Ron sitting in the armchair, looking quite bored. Draco looked around before turning to the ginger.
"Is Harry still sleeping?"
"Nah, he is talking to Dumbledore. Been doing it alot lately…"
Draco sat on the sofa before continuing the conversation.
"You know why?"
"I haven't really thought about asking. He told me about Dumbledore wanting him to let Slughorn collect him… whatever that means."
Draco scrunched up his nose as he grabbed the paper off of the table.
"That sounds a bit odd."
"You're telling me? Seems downright strange to me… but it's Dumbledore."
The room went quiet for a moment before Ron looked at Draco.
"Do you really like Chandra?"
"Why are you asking?"
Ron shrugged.
"Harry was talking to me about it last night. He seemed really interested in knowing why."
"A bit of a weird late night topic don't you think?"
"Yeah, but he did have a few good points."
"Like…"
"Well, like how Chandra clearly sees you as family. And the fact that she's rather rude to you."
Draco listened as he read the prophet. He rolled his eyes and huffed.
"And why does Potter care?"
Ron shrugged, closing not to tell Draco everything he already knew. Draco looked at him weirdly before looking back to his paper.
A few moments later Harry came into the room and sat in the empty armchair. Ron looked at him, seeing he was thinking about something. Draco noticed it too and put the paper down. The blonde cleared his throat.
"Potter. What is it that you're thinking of that has your face looking like that?"
Harry shook his head as he sighed.
"It's nothing, I just think that getting close to Slughorn is weird. Dumbledore showed me a memory… but it seemed like Slughorn had tampered with it in some way."
Draco gave him a weird look, earning a shrug from Harry.
"Anyways, Malfoy. Any word on Snape?"
"No… not one."
Hermione and Bella's dorm
Chandra stood in the kitchen as Hermione annoyed Bella with questions.
"Is there a theme?"
"Theme?..."
"What are the colors?"
"Is it casual?"
"Id assume s-"
"Ohhh..what kind of cake?"
Hermione went to ask another question and Chandra came up behind her and clapped her hand over the brunette's mouth.
"Why don't you let Bella think...Besides, isn't that stuff usually handled by the bride?"
Hermione moved Chandra's hand and looked back at her cousin.
"Well there isn't just one…"
Bellatrix sighed and rolled her eyes.
"Well, I'm leaving it to you, Narcissa, and whoever the person is that she said was going to help her."
Hermione gave her a weird look.
"Someone else is helping her plan the wedding? Who?"
"Like I said, I don't know. But…"
"But?"
Chandra walked back to the kitchen, trying to get away from her cousin in case she got overly excited. Bellatrix walked over to the sofa, sitting down as she spoke.
"Well Cissy wasn't willing to wait a week before meeting you to speak about it… we will be needed in Dumbledore's office at noon. Along with your entire bridal party."
Bellatrix watched as Hermione got visibly excited. She smiled as she braced herself for the girl's squeal. Chandra downed a glass of water and threw a dish towel at her cousin's head, getting the brunette's attention.
"Dont you fucking scream, my head still hurts from Ginny screeching last night."
Hermione gave her cousin an irritated grunt and went to her bedroom to get ready.
Dumbledore's office
As noon rolled around Dumbledore's office was soon filled with everyone who was asked to be there, besides two.
Bellatrix stood against the wall as Chandra lounged in an armchair infrastructure of Dumbledore's desk. She groaned.
"I thought your sister was supposed to be here."
Bellatrix shrugged and Dumbledore placed his cup of tea down, as he smiled.
"Now, patience, Ms.Goldwing. Mrs. Malfoy may be a bit delayed but I assure you that she will be here."
Chandra rolled her eyes and Dumbledore turned his attention to Bella and Hermione.
"I understand congratulations are in order. I'm quite pleased to see two of Hogwarts brightest students coming together in this way. I hope you two will be very happy together."
He gave them a light smile, surprisingly earning a smile from both of them. Hermione spoke in a happy tone.
"Thank you professor."
After a few moments of the group of girls chatting with Dumbledore there was a knock on the door. Dumbledore looked up.
"Come in."
The door opened and Narcissa walked in, Andromeda following close behind her along with Tonks. Dumbledore smiled as Andie hugged Bella.
"Isn't this a wonderful sight, all of the black sisters in one room."
Andie looked at the professor and smiled.
"Professor Dumbledore, how have you been?"
"Quite well, my dear girl. But I do believe we have other things to discuss."
Narcissa smiled and looked at the group of girls, noticing Ginny.
"Ms. Weasley I presume?"
Ginny gave her a smile and held out her hand.
"Ginny, please. Nice to meet you Ms. Malfoy."
"Call me Cissy."
Cissy gave her a smile and looked at Bella, then to Hermione.
"Well, there is a problem… were going to have to postpone your wedding. With everything going on and whatever plan the dark lord has with those few select people… it's just not safe at the moment."
She watched as Hermione's smile faded, but turned to Bella and continued.
"The dark lord has been looking for you and Draco. He has sent other deatheaters to search for the two of you. That is why Andie thought it best to bring Nymphadora along with us."
Bellatrix nodded, understanding the severity of the situation. Hermione gave Narcissa a strange look.
"Then why have you come today?"
Narcissa smiled as she looked around at the group, then to Hermione.
"Well, it's never too early to plan. And besides, I needed to see who all of your bridesmaids were. If I didn't I would have never known of Ginny."
"I would have sent a letter."
"Well maybe I just wanted to visit."
Chandra cleared her throat, earning the rooms attention. She looked at the three sisters.
"So, since we were warned of the danger, and were obviously still planning this wedding… where are we starting?"
Andie smiled and answered.
"Colors, and bridesmaid dresses obviously."
Chandra's eyes narrowed as her gaze shifted to her cousin, who was trying to hold back a laugh.
"I am not wearing a dress."
"Oh yes you are."