A/N: Ah yes… and you were wondering what insane possibilities would come from this particular wedding…
I am sooooo mean… *tee hee*
Chapter Three: Malfoy-Knight
There was a rumor generating at the school about someone trying to gather the Death Eaters again. Harry didn't pay it any mind. He was happy that they had pushed the date back for Ginny and his wedding.
It was October. Astra had asked for a fall wedding so that the colors would be perfect. She was having a hard time with Mrs. Malfoy, however.
"But this dress is too flamboyant! I look like ought to be going to a royal wedding in this!" complained Astra.
"Nonsense! It's perfect! Just perfect for the bride for my little son!" Mr. Malfoy gushed. Astra made a face to Harry. He tried not to laugh.
The dress was, indeed, very large and gaudy. There were multiple layers for the bell skirt and entirely too much lace and beads. Mrs. Malfoy didn't look the least bit pleased. "Well.. Fine! Let's look at YOUR choices, then…"
Mrs. Malfoy brought out the two dresses Astra had picked out. One was long and sleek and incredibly simple. The other one had a high collar to it and sheer lace to show off cleavage. They were both rather simple and plain, though.
"You do realize that you should've done this before October got here, right, Astra?" smirked Harry.
"Shut up! I know I procrastinate!" she growled. "And what's wrong with them!" she growled at Mrs. Malfoy.
"I want my son to have the best wedding ever! So you are going to wear something like this, whether you want to or not!" Mrs. Malfoy indicated the gaudy dress.
Astra gave Harry a pleading look. He simply shrugged. He wasn't up to battling Mrs. Malfoy. He briefly wondered why she had asked him instead of Draco. The thought that Draco would actually cave into his mother suddenly occurred to him.
"Alright… how about a compromise… you two throw out those three dresses…." Harry suggested. "Let's find something that you both will agree on…"
Mrs. Malfoy sneered. "A Novel idea…"
"Fine by me.." Astra said cheerfully.
Harry stood up and walked over to the various dresses in the store. He had noticed that a long time ago the employees had vacated the premises when the battle started between Mrs. Malfoy and Astra.
Then, he found something. He brought it out. It was cut in a seventeenth century American style with silver swirls around the front and on the bell sleeves. He took it over to Astra and she put it in front of her. She sighed and went into the dressing room to try it on.
When she came out, Mrs. Malfoy nearly fell out of her seat. She gasped at the sight of her. "PERFECT! CLERK! CLERK! WE'LL TAKE IT!"
The clerk that was hiding behind the counter peered over the top of her station. Then, she slowly came out into the open. Harry noticed a few other employees shaking their heads fervently for her not to.
On Halloween, the wedding was taking place. The rumors were getting worse. Harry had heard from Denis Creevy that there was a small band of people gathering at night by the Forbidden Forest. Denis was a seventh year at Hogwarts, now.
"So what's the story happening at Hogwarts, Harry…" asked Nevaeh as she sat down next to Harry in the small bedroom in Malfoy Manor that Astra had been told to get ready in.
"Denis told me that there is some small group of students that meets next to the Forbidden Forest every month…. He spied them one night and has been keeping tabs on them for me…" Harry said.
"Oh dear…. I hope it is just kids trying to get into the forest without getting caught…" Nevaeh said in a worried voice.
Harry frowned for a moment. "I wonder if this is what was happening while my parents were about to get married…."
Nevaeh gasped. "Don't… DO THAT!" Then, she slapped him hard on his shoulder.
Nevaeh had come over from America to play the maid of honor for Astra. Remus wasn't going to come because he had found a nice Irish girl who was studying werewolves. Sirius was stuck teaching at school.
Astra came out of the bathroom. She wore her dress with the veil and she very pretty indeed in it all. "I'm glad you picked this out, Harry… Mrs. Malfoy was getting on my nerves with all of that…"
"I'm glad I could help…" Harry smiled. "I've been looking at dresses with Ginny for who knows how long…. I guess it's sort of ingrained in me now…"
Harry noticed that she was wearing the Eternius. It complimented well with her dress. The triangular Celtic looking knot worked well with the complicated knot designs on the dress itself.
Then, there was a frantic knock at the door. Astra opened it to see a stressed Mrs. Malfoy. "Are you ready?!"
"Y-yes…."
She grabbed Astra by her wrist and dragged her out. Harry followed and Nevaeh trailed behind him. They flew through the massive hallways and down the stair case to go out in the garden.
Everyone was still out of their seats when they reached the garden. Mrs. Malfoy practically stuffed Astra into a small area in the hallway and left her there as Harry and Nevaeh walked out.
What met Harry's eyes was a complete surprise to him. On one side you had the Malfoys. All of them had pointed faces and platinum blonde hair. On the other side were the Knights and a group that looked suspiciously like elves. Each on that side, minus a few exceptions, looked like they belonged on the Malfoy side.
"Astra's family on her mom's side is here…" Nevaeh whispered to him.
Indeed, there were several men and women with long, straight silvery hair. All the women looked incredibly pretty and the men looked just as pretty.
"This is weird…" came Ron's voice. He had appeared with Hermione on his arm. "All of these Danish elves in one place… It's really kind of creepy.."
"THEY are creepy… look at the Malfoys!" Hermione gasped. "If they had the ability, they would be incinerating the elves and the Knights with their GAZE."
"It's still a possibility…." Ron muttered.
Ginny walked up to Harry and took his arm. "Mrs. Malfoy is making an incredible fuss for us all to get seated."
Meanwhile, inside the manor, Astra was searching around for someone in particular. "Sky! Sky, where are you!" she hissed as she peered underneath the lid of a trunk.
Suddenly, a figure loomed over Astra. She nearly fell backward until the figure grabbed her wrists and pulled her up. His extremely long, silky black hair fell over her and his cat-like yellow eyes smiled at her.
"Sky… there you are…" she smiled in relief.
He smiled cheerfully at her, yet there was some sadness in his eyes. "I'm glad to be seen!"
"I just bet you are…" smirked Astra. Then, she stiffened, gathering her nerve for this particular moment. "Sky… I wanted to… ask you if you would give me away…."
Sky just stared at her with those yellow eyes of his. "What about your mother? I'm sure she would like it if you ask her…"
"N-No… I have already asked her and she said that I should ask you…" she said.
She bit her bottom lip in worry. Sky seemed to regard her statement and she hoped that she wasn't too late.
Suddenly, he gave her a soft smile and bent forward, his face coming towards her. He kissed her forehead and hugged her. "Of course I will…" He said in almost a whisper. "I just have a small problem…"
"What…." Astra whispered automatically.
"I have nothing more to wear than what you see me in now." He laughed.
He was wearing a set of red and black robes with a sort of oriental feel to them. She smiled. "That's quite alright… Don't you worry about the Malfoys either…."
"I won't…" Sky said with a smile.
Mrs. Malfoy came skidding in suddenly. She was breathing hard from running, Astra had guessed. "The groom is about ready!"
"I'm ready, ma'am…" Astra smiled cheerfully. She glanced up at Sky with a smile and hooked her arm through his.
"I feel weird…" Sky commented with a gulp.
"Most men do…" Mrs. Malfoy beamed.
Harry watched as Astra appeared suddenly at the beginning of the walk way. He was grinning madly to himself at the man giving her away. It was Professor Wizworth and his face was tinged green.
When they got to the front, he handed her off to Draco and stepped as far away as possible. Harry noticed why.
As far as he could tell, most of the Malfoy women were staring at him with dreamy gazes. A couple of the younger female elves even seemed to be staring at him.
The priest began his speech then. "Dearly beloved…"
Harry swore he heard one of the girls on the Malfoy side whispering to someone next to her. "Look at them! It's just disgusting that we have share the same space as these animals! They're not human!"
"At least we don't smell…" said a smirking male elf that had tunred himself so that he could smile evilly at the girls.
The girls stiffened and both girls started blushing madly. The elder of the two brought out her wand. "Be quiet!" she growled; her wand was poised for the elf's head.
"Ooo—Someone has a temper." The elf, a tall, thin, rather girly-looking man with long blonde hair that was pulled back into a ponytail, shook a finger at the girls. "That's mean—you should be paying more attention to the wedding."
Indeed, the Priest was glaring at the two girls and the elf man. Then, he coughed and began again. Harry noticed Draco was looking paler than usual.
"Do you, Draco, take Astra to be your lawfully wedded wife—to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, to honor and obey, 'till death do you part?"
There was silence in the garden. Even the Malfoys weren't even saying anything. Lucius looked on with an amused expression as the time of silence wore on. Narcissa looked petrified.
The priest stated the line again. Harry tried hard not to laugh at Draco's petrified expression. "Do you—that's you, Draco—take this woman to be lawfully wedded wife—to have and to hold, to honor and obey, in sickness and in health, 'till death do you part?"
Draco still said nothing. Ron leaned toward Harry with a wide grin. "The sound you are hearing are his emotional gears shifting without a clutch."
Hermione hit Ron on his shoulder. "Stop that, Ron! At least TRY to be sympathetic! You were in the same predicament not that long ago yourself!"
"This coming from the girl who slapped the hell out of Draco because he got on your last nerve." Ron said with a smile as he rubbed his shoulder.
Harry noticed that Lucius had an even bigger grin on his face. Harry wondered exactly why he was smiling when a thought struck him. Harry took out his wand and discreetly whispered a curse. Lucius jumped about ten feet into the air before coming down to the Earth with a loud thud.
Ginny tugged on Harry's sleeve. "What did you do that for?"
"I was testing an idea." Harry turned back to watch the wedding again.
The priest hit Draco over the head with his bible. "PAY ATTENTION, LADDIE!"
Draco grumbled and rubbed his head in pain. "Keep that up, and I'll shove that bible where the sun doesn't shine."
"What happened?" Astra whispered to Draco.
"Father's influence." Draco shot a glare at the disoriented Mr. Malfoy. Astra joined him and then turned back to the priest.
"Do you—that's you, Dragon-boy—take Astra to be your lawfully wedded wife—to have and to hold, to honor and obey, in sickness and in health, 'till death do you part?"
Draco nodded curtly. "I do."
The priest turned to Astra with a bright smile. "And do you, Astra, take Dragon-boy—", Draco kicked the priest in the shin on this, "—I mean Draco, to be you lawfully wedded husband—to have and to hold, to honor and obey, in sickness and in health, 'till death do you part?"
Astra smiled brightly. "I do."
As Draco and Astra exchanged rings, Harry felt another tug on his sleeve. Ginny, Ron and Hermione were all staring at him. "How did you know?" asked Hermione.
"I took a wild guess, really. It wasn't really anything special." Harry felt the heat rise in his cheeks.
"If there is someone here that has a reason that these two should not be wed—let him speak now or forever hold your peace." The priest announced.
The elves glared at the Malfoys and the Malfoys glared at the Knights. Astra and Draco stood stiff in the silence. Then, the priest cleared his throat. "Good, then I pronounce you—"
"Wait…!"
Harry turned to see Mr. Malfoy holding up a feeble hand with his wand in it. "This really shouldn't even be allowed…" he said. His voice was shaky from the curse that Harry had sent him.
Then, Mr. Malfoy stood up and started to walk toward the pair at the front. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning came from no where and struck Mr. Malfoy. Harry turned to see a smirking Avalon with Kennedy holding their wands out. He turned back to the front and saw Draco and Astra had their wands out and pointed toward Mr. Malfoy.
"What do you know, a quadruple onslaught." Harry heard Mrs. Knight, Astra's mother, giggle.
The priest looked distinctly ruffled and slightly afraid now. "Good. If there is someone here that has a reason that these two should not be wed—let him speak now or forever hold your peace."
No one said anything. Mrs. Malfoy was busy trying to wake up Mr. Malfoy. The other Malfoys seemed to shrink down into their seats after the brief display of anger.
"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." The priest smiled and put his bible down. Draco and Astra turned to one another. Draco bent down and kissed Astra on the lips. The Knights and the elves applauded loudly.
"Well… There's another wedding done. All that's left is yours, Harry." Ron smirked at Harry madly. Harry gulped. His was next and the last one of his friends.
I am sooooo mean… *tee hee*
Chapter Three: Malfoy-Knight
There was a rumor generating at the school about someone trying to gather the Death Eaters again. Harry didn't pay it any mind. He was happy that they had pushed the date back for Ginny and his wedding.
It was October. Astra had asked for a fall wedding so that the colors would be perfect. She was having a hard time with Mrs. Malfoy, however.
"But this dress is too flamboyant! I look like ought to be going to a royal wedding in this!" complained Astra.
"Nonsense! It's perfect! Just perfect for the bride for my little son!" Mr. Malfoy gushed. Astra made a face to Harry. He tried not to laugh.
The dress was, indeed, very large and gaudy. There were multiple layers for the bell skirt and entirely too much lace and beads. Mrs. Malfoy didn't look the least bit pleased. "Well.. Fine! Let's look at YOUR choices, then…"
Mrs. Malfoy brought out the two dresses Astra had picked out. One was long and sleek and incredibly simple. The other one had a high collar to it and sheer lace to show off cleavage. They were both rather simple and plain, though.
"You do realize that you should've done this before October got here, right, Astra?" smirked Harry.
"Shut up! I know I procrastinate!" she growled. "And what's wrong with them!" she growled at Mrs. Malfoy.
"I want my son to have the best wedding ever! So you are going to wear something like this, whether you want to or not!" Mrs. Malfoy indicated the gaudy dress.
Astra gave Harry a pleading look. He simply shrugged. He wasn't up to battling Mrs. Malfoy. He briefly wondered why she had asked him instead of Draco. The thought that Draco would actually cave into his mother suddenly occurred to him.
"Alright… how about a compromise… you two throw out those three dresses…." Harry suggested. "Let's find something that you both will agree on…"
Mrs. Malfoy sneered. "A Novel idea…"
"Fine by me.." Astra said cheerfully.
Harry stood up and walked over to the various dresses in the store. He had noticed that a long time ago the employees had vacated the premises when the battle started between Mrs. Malfoy and Astra.
Then, he found something. He brought it out. It was cut in a seventeenth century American style with silver swirls around the front and on the bell sleeves. He took it over to Astra and she put it in front of her. She sighed and went into the dressing room to try it on.
When she came out, Mrs. Malfoy nearly fell out of her seat. She gasped at the sight of her. "PERFECT! CLERK! CLERK! WE'LL TAKE IT!"
The clerk that was hiding behind the counter peered over the top of her station. Then, she slowly came out into the open. Harry noticed a few other employees shaking their heads fervently for her not to.
On Halloween, the wedding was taking place. The rumors were getting worse. Harry had heard from Denis Creevy that there was a small band of people gathering at night by the Forbidden Forest. Denis was a seventh year at Hogwarts, now.
"So what's the story happening at Hogwarts, Harry…" asked Nevaeh as she sat down next to Harry in the small bedroom in Malfoy Manor that Astra had been told to get ready in.
"Denis told me that there is some small group of students that meets next to the Forbidden Forest every month…. He spied them one night and has been keeping tabs on them for me…" Harry said.
"Oh dear…. I hope it is just kids trying to get into the forest without getting caught…" Nevaeh said in a worried voice.
Harry frowned for a moment. "I wonder if this is what was happening while my parents were about to get married…."
Nevaeh gasped. "Don't… DO THAT!" Then, she slapped him hard on his shoulder.
Nevaeh had come over from America to play the maid of honor for Astra. Remus wasn't going to come because he had found a nice Irish girl who was studying werewolves. Sirius was stuck teaching at school.
Astra came out of the bathroom. She wore her dress with the veil and she very pretty indeed in it all. "I'm glad you picked this out, Harry… Mrs. Malfoy was getting on my nerves with all of that…"
"I'm glad I could help…" Harry smiled. "I've been looking at dresses with Ginny for who knows how long…. I guess it's sort of ingrained in me now…"
Harry noticed that she was wearing the Eternius. It complimented well with her dress. The triangular Celtic looking knot worked well with the complicated knot designs on the dress itself.
Then, there was a frantic knock at the door. Astra opened it to see a stressed Mrs. Malfoy. "Are you ready?!"
"Y-yes…."
She grabbed Astra by her wrist and dragged her out. Harry followed and Nevaeh trailed behind him. They flew through the massive hallways and down the stair case to go out in the garden.
Everyone was still out of their seats when they reached the garden. Mrs. Malfoy practically stuffed Astra into a small area in the hallway and left her there as Harry and Nevaeh walked out.
What met Harry's eyes was a complete surprise to him. On one side you had the Malfoys. All of them had pointed faces and platinum blonde hair. On the other side were the Knights and a group that looked suspiciously like elves. Each on that side, minus a few exceptions, looked like they belonged on the Malfoy side.
"Astra's family on her mom's side is here…" Nevaeh whispered to him.
Indeed, there were several men and women with long, straight silvery hair. All the women looked incredibly pretty and the men looked just as pretty.
"This is weird…" came Ron's voice. He had appeared with Hermione on his arm. "All of these Danish elves in one place… It's really kind of creepy.."
"THEY are creepy… look at the Malfoys!" Hermione gasped. "If they had the ability, they would be incinerating the elves and the Knights with their GAZE."
"It's still a possibility…." Ron muttered.
Ginny walked up to Harry and took his arm. "Mrs. Malfoy is making an incredible fuss for us all to get seated."
Meanwhile, inside the manor, Astra was searching around for someone in particular. "Sky! Sky, where are you!" she hissed as she peered underneath the lid of a trunk.
Suddenly, a figure loomed over Astra. She nearly fell backward until the figure grabbed her wrists and pulled her up. His extremely long, silky black hair fell over her and his cat-like yellow eyes smiled at her.
"Sky… there you are…" she smiled in relief.
He smiled cheerfully at her, yet there was some sadness in his eyes. "I'm glad to be seen!"
"I just bet you are…" smirked Astra. Then, she stiffened, gathering her nerve for this particular moment. "Sky… I wanted to… ask you if you would give me away…."
Sky just stared at her with those yellow eyes of his. "What about your mother? I'm sure she would like it if you ask her…"
"N-No… I have already asked her and she said that I should ask you…" she said.
She bit her bottom lip in worry. Sky seemed to regard her statement and she hoped that she wasn't too late.
Suddenly, he gave her a soft smile and bent forward, his face coming towards her. He kissed her forehead and hugged her. "Of course I will…" He said in almost a whisper. "I just have a small problem…"
"What…." Astra whispered automatically.
"I have nothing more to wear than what you see me in now." He laughed.
He was wearing a set of red and black robes with a sort of oriental feel to them. She smiled. "That's quite alright… Don't you worry about the Malfoys either…."
"I won't…" Sky said with a smile.
Mrs. Malfoy came skidding in suddenly. She was breathing hard from running, Astra had guessed. "The groom is about ready!"
"I'm ready, ma'am…" Astra smiled cheerfully. She glanced up at Sky with a smile and hooked her arm through his.
"I feel weird…" Sky commented with a gulp.
"Most men do…" Mrs. Malfoy beamed.
Harry watched as Astra appeared suddenly at the beginning of the walk way. He was grinning madly to himself at the man giving her away. It was Professor Wizworth and his face was tinged green.
When they got to the front, he handed her off to Draco and stepped as far away as possible. Harry noticed why.
As far as he could tell, most of the Malfoy women were staring at him with dreamy gazes. A couple of the younger female elves even seemed to be staring at him.
The priest began his speech then. "Dearly beloved…"
Harry swore he heard one of the girls on the Malfoy side whispering to someone next to her. "Look at them! It's just disgusting that we have share the same space as these animals! They're not human!"
"At least we don't smell…" said a smirking male elf that had tunred himself so that he could smile evilly at the girls.
The girls stiffened and both girls started blushing madly. The elder of the two brought out her wand. "Be quiet!" she growled; her wand was poised for the elf's head.
"Ooo—Someone has a temper." The elf, a tall, thin, rather girly-looking man with long blonde hair that was pulled back into a ponytail, shook a finger at the girls. "That's mean—you should be paying more attention to the wedding."
Indeed, the Priest was glaring at the two girls and the elf man. Then, he coughed and began again. Harry noticed Draco was looking paler than usual.
"Do you, Draco, take Astra to be your lawfully wedded wife—to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, to honor and obey, 'till death do you part?"
There was silence in the garden. Even the Malfoys weren't even saying anything. Lucius looked on with an amused expression as the time of silence wore on. Narcissa looked petrified.
The priest stated the line again. Harry tried hard not to laugh at Draco's petrified expression. "Do you—that's you, Draco—take this woman to be lawfully wedded wife—to have and to hold, to honor and obey, in sickness and in health, 'till death do you part?"
Draco still said nothing. Ron leaned toward Harry with a wide grin. "The sound you are hearing are his emotional gears shifting without a clutch."
Hermione hit Ron on his shoulder. "Stop that, Ron! At least TRY to be sympathetic! You were in the same predicament not that long ago yourself!"
"This coming from the girl who slapped the hell out of Draco because he got on your last nerve." Ron said with a smile as he rubbed his shoulder.
Harry noticed that Lucius had an even bigger grin on his face. Harry wondered exactly why he was smiling when a thought struck him. Harry took out his wand and discreetly whispered a curse. Lucius jumped about ten feet into the air before coming down to the Earth with a loud thud.
Ginny tugged on Harry's sleeve. "What did you do that for?"
"I was testing an idea." Harry turned back to watch the wedding again.
The priest hit Draco over the head with his bible. "PAY ATTENTION, LADDIE!"
Draco grumbled and rubbed his head in pain. "Keep that up, and I'll shove that bible where the sun doesn't shine."
"What happened?" Astra whispered to Draco.
"Father's influence." Draco shot a glare at the disoriented Mr. Malfoy. Astra joined him and then turned back to the priest.
"Do you—that's you, Dragon-boy—take Astra to be your lawfully wedded wife—to have and to hold, to honor and obey, in sickness and in health, 'till death do you part?"
Draco nodded curtly. "I do."
The priest turned to Astra with a bright smile. "And do you, Astra, take Dragon-boy—", Draco kicked the priest in the shin on this, "—I mean Draco, to be you lawfully wedded husband—to have and to hold, to honor and obey, in sickness and in health, 'till death do you part?"
Astra smiled brightly. "I do."
As Draco and Astra exchanged rings, Harry felt another tug on his sleeve. Ginny, Ron and Hermione were all staring at him. "How did you know?" asked Hermione.
"I took a wild guess, really. It wasn't really anything special." Harry felt the heat rise in his cheeks.
"If there is someone here that has a reason that these two should not be wed—let him speak now or forever hold your peace." The priest announced.
The elves glared at the Malfoys and the Malfoys glared at the Knights. Astra and Draco stood stiff in the silence. Then, the priest cleared his throat. "Good, then I pronounce you—"
"Wait…!"
Harry turned to see Mr. Malfoy holding up a feeble hand with his wand in it. "This really shouldn't even be allowed…" he said. His voice was shaky from the curse that Harry had sent him.
Then, Mr. Malfoy stood up and started to walk toward the pair at the front. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning came from no where and struck Mr. Malfoy. Harry turned to see a smirking Avalon with Kennedy holding their wands out. He turned back to the front and saw Draco and Astra had their wands out and pointed toward Mr. Malfoy.
"What do you know, a quadruple onslaught." Harry heard Mrs. Knight, Astra's mother, giggle.
The priest looked distinctly ruffled and slightly afraid now. "Good. If there is someone here that has a reason that these two should not be wed—let him speak now or forever hold your peace."
No one said anything. Mrs. Malfoy was busy trying to wake up Mr. Malfoy. The other Malfoys seemed to shrink down into their seats after the brief display of anger.
"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." The priest smiled and put his bible down. Draco and Astra turned to one another. Draco bent down and kissed Astra on the lips. The Knights and the elves applauded loudly.
"Well… There's another wedding done. All that's left is yours, Harry." Ron smirked at Harry madly. Harry gulped. His was next and the last one of his friends.