'Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry: Charms Class, Assignment #3

Hogwarts House Challenges: Quidditch Pitch - Since we cannot change reality, let us change the eyes which see reality - Nikos Kazantzakis

Word Count: 922

Disclaimer: Nope. Never Have, Never Will.

Crap. Stop!

Two soulmates cannot stop the attraction they feel for each other. It was determined by the Fates, and there is nothing anybody can do about it.' - Miranda Goshawk, The Study and Origin of Soulmates

"Stop!"

His stomach plummeted to the floor. Everybody in the Church gasped and stared at the brown haired woman who had just literally stopped the wedding. Draco could see his wife-to-be Astoria Greengrass look startled as she was only halfway to her destination at the altar. The music cut off and nobody knew how to react to the wedding stopper.

"Who the hell are you?" Narcissa Malfoy hissed, as the brunette made her way to the altar. "And just what do you think you're doing?"

"I'm Hermione Granger," the woman stated loudly, as if she was unused to her own voice. She took a deep breath and beamed at Draco. "Draco Lucius Malfoy is my soulmate."

There was a pregnant pause until Draco began laughing. His mother had always said his soulmate mark was so generic, and he wouldn't know when he met the one, but looking at the word on his arm he knew. So, there was only one thing he could do then, run.

"Let's go!"

With their hands intertwined, he shot Astoria an apologetic smile as she stood dumbfounded in the middle of the aisle. He wasn't going to get married today, and he was more than okay with that. Looking at the wonderful Hermione at his side, he knew that regardless the consequences, they would be happy.

We cordially invite you to the marriage of

Draco Malfoy and Astoria Greengrass

Draco wanted to bang his head against the table. Or at least, runaway and never come back.

"Are you listening?" His mother's tone was cold and calculating. She raised a brow and placed the invitation back in her folder. "This wedding must be absolutely perfect. As I've just showed you all the details, Mrs. Greengrass and I have been busy. This will happen without a hitch."

"Ah, what if I find my soulmate?" Draco wondered, calmly meeting his mother's hardened glare. "There's always that possibility."

Narcissa Malfoy was known for her regal and ladylike mannerisms, but the snort that came out of her mouth was anything but. "I hardly doubt it. Your soulmate mark is so generic, and Astoria's soulmate has died."

"Is that all?" he asked, motioning to her various folders. Ever since he was a child he loved the soulmate idea, and he wouldn't stand for his mother dismissing it. "I already gave my choices to what you have agreed on."

Narcissa kissed her son on the cheek and promptly left him alone. Draco was just about done with all the wedding business. Especially because it was an arranged marriage which he had no say in. However, as much as it pained him to agree, he still hadn't met his soulmate, and he probably never will.

"Stop," he whispered to nobody, trying to snap himself out of a depressive loop. Maybe coffee could cheer him up.

"Have a nice day!"

Draco nodded to the cashier, quickly turning around, and spilled his drink.

Well, shit. Wasn't coffee supposed to help him?

"Crap. I'm so sorry. Are you okay?" Draco asked, looking at the young women he had dumped his scalding drink on. She looked to be around his age with round, brown eyes and frizzy brown hair. "I honestly didn't see you there."

The woman only smiled and tried to place her cold drink on her skin. Draco cursed, grabbing the woman by her other wrist and taking her to the restroom of the establishment. She seemed surprised when he turned on the water and let it run over her burn.

"Again, I can't apologize enough for burning you." Draco frowned when she only smiled. "Sorry, is it too painful to talk?"

The brunette shook her head and pointed to her ears then shook her head. Crap, indeed. She was deaf and here Draco was talking to her. He was absolutely mortified. He watched as she took out her phone and quickly typed.

[Don't worry about it. I'm Hermione Granger.]

"Still, I'm-" Draco bit his lip as he did it again. What was wrong with him? He began pulling his phone out and typing.

[It's okay. I can read lips. You don't have to go out of your way.]

"Sorry. My name is Draco Malfoy."

For Draco and Hermione, that simple introduction was the beginning of it all.

There are some circumstances in which two soulmates will meet without having any recognition that they are indeed soulmates. However, rest assured that they will come to recognize their destinies. Since we cannot change reality, let us change the eyes which see reality, - Bathilda Bagshot, How to Find Your Soulmate

"Stop!"

Draco blinked as Hermione Granger, the deaf girl he met two months prior who has become so much more, barged into his wedding ceremony. It clicked in his mind as the one word on his foreman burned him. Stop. It was such a generic word that he figured he would never met his soulmate. But here she was screaming the word.

He took a good look on her exposed hand and he could clearly see the word 'Crap'. He never heard Hermione talk before as she was scared to pronounce words incorrectly. It's the most melodic sound he's ever heard. Of course, she was his soulmate. Ever since they met in the coffee shop, Draco has never connected so quickly to someone before. He even learned sign language so he could communicate with her better.

He laughed.

His mother was wrong. He did find his soulmate, and she's perfect. He ran towards her, and smiles at Astoria. She was a nice girl, but not the one for him in the end. He hoped she found someone who loved her. Someone she would be able to walk the entire aisle for.

"Let's go!"