Chapter nine – wedding part 1 getting ready
Hermione woke at seven am to her mother's shakings and ramblings.
"Yesh girl! I was about to firer a gun, you sleep like the dead."
"*Groan* To early go away."
"No we got to get you ready for your wedding."
"Wedding? What wed- WEDDING! WEDDING!" Hermione jumped out of bed. It was now ten after seven. 7:30 Hermione relaxed in rose scented bath. 8:10 Hermione puts on a robe and eats breakfast on balcony. 8:50 Hermione was taken to a small room where molly and a professional hair stylist stood waiting. They stood ready for the job of taming Hermione's hair.
"I want it up, a few curls falling here and there. Don't forget to use the rosettes."
"Qui Cheri."
Her hair had been blow dry then curled slightly so that it was no longer a fuzz. Her hair had been swept up and held in place with white rose clips. A sliver tiara from the Serpent family jewels had been placed on her head. Her veil was put into place. Molly had to carry it so that it wouldn't brush the floor as they walked up to Hermione's bed room.
10:50 Hermione put on her strapless slip, a three strand pear necklace, her engagement ring was taken off the chain she had been keeping it on for fear of losing it, and put on her left hand. A pair of white gladiator heels hugged her feet the straps went up pass her knee over a thin pair of pantyhose, a lace garter was high on her thigh.
"Ok I got something blue," She patted her leg. "Something old my engagement ring, something barrowed mother's ring, and something new well be my dress."
11:15
Hermione stepped carefully in to her dress. It fit perfectly. (just a word to the wise the spell that Hermione did what a permenant one.) It was a beautiful piece of silk, velvet, white roses, and tolli. Her make up was done and perfume sprayed, now she had time to kill about half an hour.
Now Draco's day.
Draco was woken at nine by Harry who was making trumpet sounds and Ron who was singing.
"Wakie wakes Dracie!" Ron sang.
"It's time for you to get ready for you to marry the world's most bossy, short-tempered, smart, no bullshit taking witch in all creation." Now both Ron and Harry were singing the wedding song.
"Shut up! Or I'll tell HER what you just said." Draco said sitting up. 'hmm. It's ten after nine Hermione is just getting her hair done.' He thought to himself.
"Excuse me boys but as you said I have to get ready for my wedding. And right now I need to go take a shower."
"You sure do." Ron said holding his nose.
Draco ignored this and walked into his bathroom.
9:50
Draco sat eating his breakfast.
10:30
Draco pulled on his black pants of his tux and a crisp white shirt.
"Garr! I hate bow ties!" He said as his tie undid for the sixth time.
"Want some help?"
Draco turned from the mirror to see his mother standing in the door way.
"Mother." He ran over to her and brought her in to a hug.
"If I hadn't gotten an invite I would have been insulated."
"And father?"
"Didn't come that ornery old bastard! His only son getting married his only child. I divorcing him Draco. I'm going to get back all your inheritance. It has nothing to do with you. This is the fault of the bastard and Voldemort."
"Mother.."
"Oh hush! This divorce has been in the works since the beginning of last year. Now smile, your getting married! You couldn't have done better she is very beautiful and has a kind soul. She'll do us proud. Now I expect at least one grandchild and I want a girl."
"I'll see what I can do."
"Good. You really love her don't you. Good at least someone well be in a happy marriage. Now lets see what we can do about this tie." She took out her wand and zap it was tied. "There. Why didn't you think of that?"
"Must of slipped my mind to use magic."
"I have something I want you to wear if was your grandfather's." she reached into her pocket and drew out a medallion, she clip it to his tie and kissed his cheek.
"I'd better go see if I can be of some use. See you darling."
11: 50
Draco pulled on his coat. It was black and had been embroidered with silver and green threads on the collar, lapels, cuffs and on the edge of he tails.
He took the ring from his top draw it was a pain sliver Celtic band and had the Gryffindor credo engraved on the inside. He looked at the clock in his room he had 20 minutes to kill. So he walked down to the garden.
