The gown looked stunning on Hermione. It hugged her slim figure and her
unruly brown hair, with a little magical help, hung loosely around her face to
her waist in loose curls. She smiled but it faded. Harry wouldn't receive her
letter in time to come and stop the wedding in which she would marry Harry's
archenemy. Draco was her friend; Harry was supposed to be her husband. Hermione
pulled off her engagement ring and sent it to her trunk. A priest and Belina
were in the room, and the 6 foot 2 Draco Malfoy was standing at the front of the
room. Music filled the air and Hermione slowly walked down the aisle. Draco gave
her an encouraging smile that Hermione weakly returned. When she reached Draco
and the priest and after what seemed like hours, the priest said "I now pronounce
you man and wife. You may kiss the bride." Hermione flushed as Draco gently kissed
her cheek. Belina sniffed and congratulated them and bid them farewell as the
apparated to the Malfoy Manor.
When they arrived Draco gave her a tour of the Manor. There was a
celler that contained a laundry room, house-elf quarters and
lots of things in boxes. On the first floor there was a living room, kitchen,
library, dining room, main hall, music room, study, 2 bathrooms and a sort of
parlor. On the second floor was 10 guest rooms each containing it's own bathroom,
another study, drawing room, a weaponry room and a sewing room. On the third
floor there were 5 family bedrooms, yet another study and the master bedroom.
One of the two towers was an owlrey and the second contained a hippogriff,
Pegasus, and many types of brooms. Draco then showed her the master bedroom. It
had a very large armoire with two matching dressers and vanity. The bathroom tub
was the size of a spa and the shower was even bigger and the huge balcony had a
table set on it. Hermione blushed as her eyes swept over the huge 4-poster bed.
Draco cleared his throat nervously "Um, I'd like you to come and meet the house
elves." Hermione nodded and they went to the massive kitchen.
"Excuse me!" Draco bellowed over the bustling noise in the kitchen.
Quickly 10 or so House Elves assembled in front of Draco and Hermione, they
were wearing nice uniforms. "This is Hermione, my wife. Hermione, this is Clover,
Moni, Plogo, Chake, Solbe, Elbene, Dollia, Katanye, Tumbly and Nonrie." "Hello,"
Hermione nodded to them all "Where is Emmie?" Draco asked. At that moment a very
little house elf ran forward and hid behind Dollia. "There is Emmie, she is
Dollia's and Plogo's child. Hermione gave the house elf child a warm smile, and
they returned to their work "Dinner will be ready in 5 minutes, Sir" said Chake,
Hermione was surprised by how well they spoke. Hermione realized that she was
still in her wedding dress when they sat for dinner. Hermione didn't really eat
she just moved the food around on her place. Hermione saw Draco disappear into
the study. Hermione was surprised the find all her belongings nearly out away in
the dresser, armoire and vanity when she returned to her and Draco's room. She
quickly put on her nightgown and climbed into the 4 poster bed, she had just
closed her eyes when she heard Draco enter the room. Pretending to be asleep,
Hermione listened to Draco change and slip into the bed. Hermione waited until
she was sure that he was asleep and quietly pulled back the drapes and went out
on the balcony. She sat on the ledge of the balcony and let her thoughts carry
her away.
Oh my dearest Harry, I'll never be your wife. What
would you think of me if you saw me now? Where are
you now, Harry? Did you even get my letter? Are you
even alive? Do you still love me? What will life be
like being Hermione Malfoy? I can't believe I'm only
18 and I'm married...
"Are you ok?" asked a voice that interrupted her thoughts. Hermione
turned to Draco, "Yeah, I'm fine." "No you're not, you're thinking about Harry
are you not?" Hermione nodded "Draco, I love him. I was supposed to marry him."
"Hermione, he's dead." She nodded her head sadly "I know that you only think of
me as a friend, but I love you. Remember summers at the orphanage? We told each
other everything. I know more about you than Potter does. We know each others
likes and dislikes, hopes and dreams." Draco looked pained "Like I said before
I love you and I hope that you can come to love me as your husband." Draco
moved so he was right next to her "Can you do that for me Hermione? Love me
as your husband and forget Potter?" Hermione nodded her head and Draco bent
down and kissed her. He pulled her to him and Hermione wrapped her arms around
him and Draco led her back to the bedroom.
*******
unruly brown hair, with a little magical help, hung loosely around her face to
her waist in loose curls. She smiled but it faded. Harry wouldn't receive her
letter in time to come and stop the wedding in which she would marry Harry's
archenemy. Draco was her friend; Harry was supposed to be her husband. Hermione
pulled off her engagement ring and sent it to her trunk. A priest and Belina
were in the room, and the 6 foot 2 Draco Malfoy was standing at the front of the
room. Music filled the air and Hermione slowly walked down the aisle. Draco gave
her an encouraging smile that Hermione weakly returned. When she reached Draco
and the priest and after what seemed like hours, the priest said "I now pronounce
you man and wife. You may kiss the bride." Hermione flushed as Draco gently kissed
her cheek. Belina sniffed and congratulated them and bid them farewell as the
apparated to the Malfoy Manor.
When they arrived Draco gave her a tour of the Manor. There was a
celler that contained a laundry room, house-elf quarters and
lots of things in boxes. On the first floor there was a living room, kitchen,
library, dining room, main hall, music room, study, 2 bathrooms and a sort of
parlor. On the second floor was 10 guest rooms each containing it's own bathroom,
another study, drawing room, a weaponry room and a sewing room. On the third
floor there were 5 family bedrooms, yet another study and the master bedroom.
One of the two towers was an owlrey and the second contained a hippogriff,
Pegasus, and many types of brooms. Draco then showed her the master bedroom. It
had a very large armoire with two matching dressers and vanity. The bathroom tub
was the size of a spa and the shower was even bigger and the huge balcony had a
table set on it. Hermione blushed as her eyes swept over the huge 4-poster bed.
Draco cleared his throat nervously "Um, I'd like you to come and meet the house
elves." Hermione nodded and they went to the massive kitchen.
"Excuse me!" Draco bellowed over the bustling noise in the kitchen.
Quickly 10 or so House Elves assembled in front of Draco and Hermione, they
were wearing nice uniforms. "This is Hermione, my wife. Hermione, this is Clover,
Moni, Plogo, Chake, Solbe, Elbene, Dollia, Katanye, Tumbly and Nonrie." "Hello,"
Hermione nodded to them all "Where is Emmie?" Draco asked. At that moment a very
little house elf ran forward and hid behind Dollia. "There is Emmie, she is
Dollia's and Plogo's child. Hermione gave the house elf child a warm smile, and
they returned to their work "Dinner will be ready in 5 minutes, Sir" said Chake,
Hermione was surprised by how well they spoke. Hermione realized that she was
still in her wedding dress when they sat for dinner. Hermione didn't really eat
she just moved the food around on her place. Hermione saw Draco disappear into
the study. Hermione was surprised the find all her belongings nearly out away in
the dresser, armoire and vanity when she returned to her and Draco's room. She
quickly put on her nightgown and climbed into the 4 poster bed, she had just
closed her eyes when she heard Draco enter the room. Pretending to be asleep,
Hermione listened to Draco change and slip into the bed. Hermione waited until
she was sure that he was asleep and quietly pulled back the drapes and went out
on the balcony. She sat on the ledge of the balcony and let her thoughts carry
her away.
Oh my dearest Harry, I'll never be your wife. What
would you think of me if you saw me now? Where are
you now, Harry? Did you even get my letter? Are you
even alive? Do you still love me? What will life be
like being Hermione Malfoy? I can't believe I'm only
18 and I'm married...
"Are you ok?" asked a voice that interrupted her thoughts. Hermione
turned to Draco, "Yeah, I'm fine." "No you're not, you're thinking about Harry
are you not?" Hermione nodded "Draco, I love him. I was supposed to marry him."
"Hermione, he's dead." She nodded her head sadly "I know that you only think of
me as a friend, but I love you. Remember summers at the orphanage? We told each
other everything. I know more about you than Potter does. We know each others
likes and dislikes, hopes and dreams." Draco looked pained "Like I said before
I love you and I hope that you can come to love me as your husband." Draco
moved so he was right next to her "Can you do that for me Hermione? Love me
as your husband and forget Potter?" Hermione nodded her head and Draco bent
down and kissed her. He pulled her to him and Hermione wrapped her arms around
him and Draco led her back to the bedroom.
*******