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Chapter 5
Draco stared at Blaise absentmindedly as he paced across the banister. The news he'd gotten from Hermione this morning was unsettling and it made him nervous in ways he'd never been, their ceremony was in two hours and he could barely stand up.
"Blaise."
Blaise continued to pace ignoring his friend, he was processing the news Draco had given him and thinking about his own ceremony only hours away.
"Blaise."
Blaise shook his head but didn't stop pacing.
"Blaise! Stop bloody pacing!"
Blaise looked at Draco and sighed. Placing his arm across the banister and leaning on it. "This is to be expected, from Granger."
Draco groaned. "I could be married to her forever."
The night before, after their drunken snow adventure, Hermione had informed Draco that she in no way planned to get pregnant on her wedding night, and had requested a contraceptive potion, that his own mother had provided. This hadn't sat well with him, the night had ended in yet another argument, showcasing just how different both of them felt about their marriage.
"Honestly, what is she on? We get married, have these children, I divorce her, we co parent." Draco shook his head. "She's going on about her studies and her career, honestly! Our children won't expect anything from her, they'll be bloody rich and taken care of…by ME!"
Blaise chuckled and sat down next to his friend.
"Really mate, what did you expect? She has every right to not want to be pregnant during her last school year… after all you are required to live out the year at Hogwarts, your plea deal—It's all for the better."
Draco gave Blaise a side eye. "That's easy for you to say, you and Weasley are making eyes at each other like school girls." Draco sighed in disgust. "I really think I'd be more suited for Azkaban."
…..
"Hermione you're panicking!"
Harry leaned towards the mirror, prepared to catch Hermione if she fell over.
"I am not panicking!" Hermione grabbed at her chest, she was shaking, her hair was beginning to unravel, the spell used to pin up her curls was not good enough to tame the mane that was her hair. "Oh, my hair—I am so nervous, Harry! I can't! I can't do this, I can't—
Harry sighed, taking Hermione in his arms, pulling her into him as much as he could with her dress creating an unnatural barrier between them. He tried pulling her fallen curls back into their pins, failing miserably he pulled back from her and flicked his wand at her bun.
Hermione giggled through her tears. "It's no use, it'll just be a messy bun."
Harry sighed. Getting to walk his best friend down the aisle, that was supposed to be an honor. At the moment he felt like he was giving her away to be slaughtered.
"The ceremony isn't so bad, I've already instructed the ministry official to skip on past the "if anyone should object" bit, thought it necessary…with all of the Weasley's present."
Hermione laughed nervously. "And Narcissa? Where is she?"
Harry rolled his eyes. Putting his hands on her shoulders. "That woman is… she's finally seated, I threatened to hex her if she continued to beat her elves over flower arrangements."
Hermione gave him a worried look. "Flower arrangements?!"
Harry nodded. "The Malfoy's are a classy bunch, she refused the basic hall, demanded that she be able to bewitch it to her liking…and no one objected to her."
Hermione nodded. "How was your ceremony, is Ron alright is he...stable?"
Harry laughed. "Both of our ceremonies were over in less than twenty minutes, Pansy, surprisingly behaved, but ran off to Blaise the second our ceremony ended, I was relieved to be rid of her. Ron did not pass out or vomit all over Parvati's dress…a second time." Harry chuckled. "All and all a painless morning."
Hermione nodded, her breathing had returned to a normal level. "And Ginny?"
Harry sighed and rolled his eyes again. He stepped away from Hermione to pick up her veil. "She's not sitting with the other Weasley's." He gave her a look of disgust, Hermione knew what he must be thinking and felt for him.
"She'll be alright Harry."
Harry looked down as she lifted and secured her veil in place. "I thought this was temporary…she's—she's acting like she's happy with all of this, like she's glad we'll never be together again."
Hermione nodded slowly. Looking at herself in the mirror, her heart rate began to increase again.
"Harry….you won't be together again."
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Ginny glanced around the hall as the bride's music began to play. She was in high spirits, considering her drunken state the night before and the endless vomiting she'd endured before Draco had reluctantly given her some of his hangover potion. She was seated in the front with Blaise at her side and Pansy Potter on her other side. It was an odd, but shockingly pleasant introduction she'd received from Pansy. She hadn't been able to see all of Harry's ceremony, but from what she made of it, it was…quick.
Ron's ceremony on the other hand, while quick, had many more "theatrics". Parvati insisted that she be able to stand nearly 20 feet away from Ron, for fear of being vomited on, a third time. Ron objected to having to kiss Parvati and stalled the hall for almost ten minutes before Molly interjected and pushed them together. If it wasn't an actual marriage ceremony, it would've made for amazing comedy.
Ginny and Hermione had parted ways after Ron's ceremony. She knew Harry was giving her away, she hoped he would do his best to hold Hermione up and stop her from falling down the aisle or hexing Draco if the slightest infraction happened.
The room was full of anxiety. Most of the school had turned up to Narcissa's hall of wonder. It was a ridiculous show of riches and power that no one needed reminding that the Malfoy's had. Mrs. Zabini was seated to the side next to Narcissa, they were holding hands and blowing softly into tissues, Ginny wondered what they could possibly be crying about, Hermione was the one moving into the lion's den.
Slowly Draco took his place at the altar, waving his hand at the ministry official when he began to recite the implications of their marriage, he knew all too well and didn't want it repeated to him.
Ginny gasped when she saw Hermione enter the hall. She looked flawless, her curls had already started falling out of the high bun on her head, but nonetheless the curls framed her small face and made her look even better.
Ginny looked down when Blaise took her hand and squeezed it tightly. She gave him a look of understanding. He could do or say anything and it wouldn't make her feel worse than she did watching Hermione walk towards Draco.
This was truly a match made in hell.
…..
Hermione nodded slowly as the official recited the marriage act contents, quickly, then drew two rings from his pocket.
"This marriage locks the two you in a union of suitability, you will hereby be Draco and Hermione Malfoy, on this day September 14th—
Hermione was distracted by the pull Draco had on her hand, he was nervously clawing into it. She withdrew her hand giving him a side eye.
"You may now kiss the bride and conclude your ceremony." Hermione gasped.
Draco turned to her, his lips sealed tight, giving the official a head shake.
The official nodded slowly, taking Draco's hand and Hermione's and placing them together. Hermione snatched her hand back.
Draco sighed, he knew half the school was watching him, he wasn't about to embarrass himself or his mother. He leaned in slowly, placing his hand on Hermione's waist.
Hermione stood still as his lips made his way to hers. It was happening in slow motion, the room was completely silent, and awkwardness hung in the hair.
His warm lips landed on hers, withdrawing quickly he gave her a nod and they both turned to the hall. The hall still silent, began to clap slowly at first, then soft cheering began.
Narcissa, still blowing into her tissue, tears streaming down her face, ran to embrace her son…and new daughter in law. Hermione jumped when Narcissa embraced her in a hug, rolling her eyes she embraced her dramatic mother in law and patted her back softly.
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Hermione rolled her eyes at Draco's scowl as Blaise and Ginny shared a long, intimate kiss at the altar. However odd, and unnecessary, it was better than the awkward tap they'd shared. Draco moved uncomfortably in his seat. The last thing he'd wanted to do was sit with Hermione after their awkward display of affection, but his mother had pressed them together, roaming off in the distance to comfort Mrs. Zabini.
Hermione had reluctantly taken a seat next to Draco, who grew increasingly uncomfortable when Harry and Ron sat on her side.
Harry hadn't the slightest idea where Pansy had run off to and he didn't seem to care, Ron kept throwing back glances to Parvati as Ginny's ceremony ended. The three of them were bundles of anxiety as the night began to wind down.
Harry stood calmly when Ginny's ceremony ended, his eyes met hers in the distance. He gave her an accepting nod, hoping his face didn't betray his true emotions. She gave him a smile and flew out of the room with Blaise at her side to embrace their families. Ron went to find Parvati, and trailed slowly after his family.
"I guess I should hunt down Pansy… with any luck she's fallen off a cliff somewhere." He muttered under his breath.
Draco gave him a scowl and stood, pulling Hermione up with him. She shoved his arm away from her grabbing at her dress.
"Sounds about right Potter, I would in her position."
Hermione gave Draco a shocked look and erupted in laughter. He gave her a sarcastic smile and pulled her towards him again.
Harry gave Hermione a look of pity and said his goodbyes, looking around the hall till his eyes fell on his wife, she was standing near the door, waiting for him as they had to disapparate back to the castle together.
Hermione shrugged Draco's arm off of her a second time.
"Draco, what are you doing, let go of me!"
He chuckled, dragging her into the aisle and walking towards the exit. "Now isn't the time to get combative, it's time we went home."
Hermione rolled her eyes. "You're anxious to return to Hogwarts are you?"
Draco laughed, stopping her and placing his arm across her shoulders. "No my wife, we are not going back to the castle tonight."
Hermione shook her head slowly. "What does that mean?" She watched his eyes, he was amused with her confusion. "We're not going to—
"Yes, love. We are going to my—our home tonight. Malfoy Manor."
Hermione shuttered. "The ministry didn't approve this, your mother, are you even allowed to—
"The ministry clearly stated…in writing, you obviously missed, fine print indeed, that we were required to spend our wedding night in our formal place of residence."
Hermione gave him another look of confusion. "Which is currently Hog—
Draco interrupted her, laughing loudly. "That will never be my place of residence, we're going home."
Hermione groaned, she knew she'd have to see the mansion again, someday, she was not prepared for it so soon. "Draco..I don't want to go, our bedroom at Hogwarts is just fine!"
"Great then, you won't mind returning to it in the morning." Calmly, he took her hand, preparing to leave.
"No! I don't want to go!"
Draco sighed, he looked around, people had stopped exiting to stare at them, Hermione's loud objections were drawing attention and he was not in the mood.
"You do not have a choice in the matter." He grabbed her arm forcefully and pulled her into him. "We're going."
Hermione shook her arm but couldn't shake his hold on her. She rolled her eyes, they grew hot, tears growing. She nodded, turning her head from him, he was not going to see her defeated, though she clearly was in this situation.
He gave her a serious look before loosening his grip on her arm. He sighed and pulled her towards the door. In the hall, he waved to Blaise before returning his gaze to Hermione. She was shaking under his arm, he released it and took her hand.
"You'll be comfortable…"
"I'll never be comfortable there." She growled.
Draco shrugged, taking a firmer holder of her hand, they disapparated.
In seconds they were standing inside of Malfoy Manor. Draco still holding Hermione's hand watched as her other hand wiped away tears. He groaned, this was not going to be an easy night for either of them.
….
Blaise flicked blueberries out of a muffin as he leaned back on the couch in their dormitory. "Honestly, they could've served better food at the ceremonies, bloody disgusting it was."
Ginny giggled. "I was surprised they had anything…as barbaric as this all is."
Blaise looked down and sighed. Ginny's gaze fell on the empty bedroom across the room.
"She'll be fine, Draco…contrary to popular opinion, he's not a monster."
Ginny sighed. "I know, I just don't know how they're going to survive….tonight."
Blaise chuckled. "Yes, the first time is difficult." He threw the muffin down on the table, groaning in hunger. "There has to be something else to eat around here other than muffins."
Ginny sat next to him, picking at the blueberries he'd discarded. Softly she laughed. "I remember my first time…it wasn't at all what I expected."
Blaise looked at her shocked. She giggled at his surprise.
"You and Potter?"
She nodded slowly. Stuffing blueberries into her mouth, she laughed as she chewed, making Blaise frown.
"I thought we were in love…for a long time."
Blaise sighed, shaking his head. "The look on his face today…he's obviously still very much…in love."
Ginny nodded, pausing with blueberries in her hand. "Something changed…with us…with me." She sighed. "I don't know." She looked down. "It's odd really, I was happier today, happier than I've been in months."
Blaise nodded. "I know the feeling." He leaned into her and brushed loose strands of hair away from her face. "Relieved almost."
"Yes, relief."
She dropped blueberries everywhere as he kissed her. It was a strange and unfamiliar feeling for Ginny to be attracted or interested in anyone new, it was definitely a relief to her to feel the budding pleasure she did with her…now, husband.
….
Draco groaned impatiently listening to Hermione bump around in his bath.
"What could you possibly be doing in there?!"
She didn't respond, he heard water running and threw himself back on the bed. "You've already showered at least 8 times, come on now…the quicker this is down the sooner I can—
He paused as Hermione exited the bath. She was in a silk black robe, her arms were crossed tightly across her chest, the robe was fastened, but he could still make out green lingerie underneath.
"I should've known better than to let your mother help with packing my personal affects." She crossed her arms tighter as his eyes looked her up and down.
He nodded silently, pleasantly surprised at how toned her body was, he'd never seen her legs or any bare skin. She was always covered completely in a long skirt or pants and a sweater. He shook his head and pushed her attractiveness out of his head.
"Well then…where are the potions?" Hermione tapped her foot impatiently, uncomfortable and embarrassed with her current outfit. She had no idea Narcissa would pack her lingerie for her son's wedding night, it was humiliating, but she had no alternative.
"Uh…yes, well sit here, I'll fetch them." Draco tried his best to look into her eyes but he couldn't keep his eyes from darting towards other parts of her body. He gestured to his bed he was currently seated on. He jumped up and exited the room to find the potions.
Hermione slowly made her way to his bed, scowling down at her robe. Wearing Slytherin colors was just the start of the humiliation she felt ahead of her.
Draco returned, walking to her quickly, he held out two potions. Giving her the first, she reached for the second and he resisted. "You'll have to take the contraceptive potion...in the morning." He rolled his eyes and sat it on his bedside table. She nodded and twisted the cap off of the other potion. He did the same to his.
He sat down next to her and gave her a wink. "Well, here it goes…"
They gulped down the potions quickly, neither of them knowing what to expect.
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Hermione burped as sat the empty potion bottle down. She felt chills run down her body as Draco began to blow out some of the candles in his room. A warm feeling started in her legs and up to her breasts. She nodded, taking in the sudden effects of the potion.
She looked up to Draco, his back was turned to her as he began to unbutton his shirt. He placed it neatly on a chair across from her. She'd never noticed before but his back was chiseled almost perfectly. She looked away from him and began to untie her robe. She was suddenly warm, almost hot.
Draco watched her, feeling the same he began to remove his pants. He crossed back to his bed, thinking better of it he returned to the chair across from his bed and blew out the last candle. He figured seeing each other was one less thing they had to endure.
As he sat back down on the bed, Hermione inched away from him nervously. He sighed and pulled her into him. "Don't make this any more difficult than it has to be." Her skin was warm and soft. He felt her heart beating as their bodies grew closer.
"I—I'm scared." She whispered, trying not to shake, she closed her eyes and tried thinking of something, anything else.
Draco understood, he wasn't exactly calm himself. He brushed his hand over her face, feeling her curls he removed some of them behind her ear. Softly, surprisingly himself, he pressed his lips on hers. She did not resist him. He deepened the kiss, letting his hands fall down to her arms. He leaned back and separated her still crossed arms, her robe fell down off of her shoulders.
Hermione's breathing sped up as he kissed her neck. She was nervous but her body was relaxed, his soft kisses were relaxing her. Her body tensed as he leaned on her and pushed her body down on the bed. Draco laughed nervously.
"I'm not going to hurt you…relax."
She knew his statement wasn't entirely true, but she did relax. His kisses trailed down her body and the temperature in the room continued to rise.
When he came up to meet her in another kiss, she embraced him. Kissing, passionately, they let their minds wander off in lust. Clearly not themselves, but content nonetheless.
As they kissed, Draco slipped off Hermione's panties. Determined to make this experience as painless and enjoyable for her as possible he slid two fingers inside of her. Her body tensed, before loosening as she squirmed under his touch. She moaned softly as he increased the sped of his fingers. He came up to her and silenced her moans with his lips.
Slowly, he withdrew his fingers, his lips still on hers he massaged her wetness and removed his boxers.
Hermione gasped, she was afraid, anticipating him inside her. He gave her a skeptical look before kissing her again.
"It's okay." She nodded reassuring him as he kissed her neck.
Moments passed before he positioned himself on top of her, she shut her eyes as he entered her. It was slow but painful, but not as painful as had been expected. He began to move in slow thrusts inside of her. She moaned as the pain subsided and he filled her.
Her moans grew louder and his pace quickened. Her legs shook as an orgasm took over her body. Draco came shortly after, falling down unto her.
They both lay in silence, breathing hard. Their bodies still warm, an air of feigned romance flying around the room.
Draco sighed as Hermione's hair fell into his face. He wiped away her curls and rolled off of her.
"Surprisingly…pleasant." Catching his breath he smirked at her in the dark, she couldn't see him but she felt his cockiness.
Hermione blushed in the darkness. She was glad she couldn't see him. The potion had relaxed her but hadn't made him roaming all over her body any less unsettling.
"Okay." She ran her hand through her hair, pushing Draco's warm arm off of her. He put it back around her, pulling her into him.
He chuckled as she tried to wiggle out of his grasp. "Honestly, this is the part you're objecting to?"
Hermione giggled to herself. It was such an uncomfortable position for both of them to be in, having her body betray her and relish in Draco's touch was absurd. She lay still as his arms took her in. It really was absurd but she couldn't resist his touch or the warmth she felt.
"Goodnight….husband."
Draco said nothing, his breathing had slowed, turning her head slowly, trying to see in the dark, realizing he'd fallen asleep.
A/N: Woohoo 100+ follows! Thank you all so much! I am so happy you are all enjoying the story and plan to update at least once a week! I added my story "Therapy" again, I was going to change it…but decided not to. More Dramoine and Ginny/Blaise in that one so I'd check it out! I'm open to suggestions for either stories, just remember to be constructive in the reviews, you've all been so sweet and supportive so far
