The Wedding

"If I must," Ginny sighed looking up at the sky. She felt mawkish.

"I'll take that as a 'yes'. Now do you, Draco Octavius Bernard Bruno Malfoy take Gineane Molly Weasley to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love and to cherish hold through sickness and through health till death do you part?"

"I do," said Malfoy. Ginny rolled her eyes.

"Okay, now you may kiss the bride."

Draco leaned in and placed his lips on top of Ginny's. Applause broke out through the guests as the separated. They both turned around and smiled for the camera. Draco took Ginny's hand and led her out to the garden, where the party was being held at.

"Throw the bouquet, throw the bouquet!" Ginny groaned and thrust the bouquet of flowers behind her back. She turned around just in time to see it hit the grass with a thud.

She turned around and spotted Ron standing by himself next to the snack table. She went over to say hi to him with Draco following close behind.

"Hey Ron," Ginny said. "Having fun?"

"Tons," he said sarcastically.

"Come on Ron, it's not that bad for you. At least it's better than-"

"Hey brother-in-law," Draco cut in with disgust.

"Okay, I'm going to go kill myself now," Ron said heading towards the refreshment table.

"Have fun," Ginny mumbled as he headed away.

"So..." Draco said seductively, putting his arms around Ginny's waist.

"Okay, let's get a few things straight," Ginny said. "You cannot touch me under any circumstances."

"Okay..."

"That means get your hand off from around my waist."

"Damn," Draco muttered under his breath, removing his arms.

"Okay and another thing is that you have to wear Axe. No more of that Old Spice s. It smells as bad as f."

Draco gave her a puzzling look.

"Deodorant spray," Ginny said annoyed at his lack of knowledge in this matter.

"Oh!" Draco said so loudly that a few heads turned.

"Oh and another thing, no embarrassing me in public," Ginny said.

"Okie, Dokie, Smokie, Pokie."

"Okay. You're a failure," Ginny said.

Draco cleared his throat. "I have a few rules of my own."

Ginny snorted. "Let's hear it."

"Numero Uno. I get to touch you whenever I want," said Draco.

"Well that's contradicting my rule Draco Octavius Bernard Bruno," Ginny said.

"Fine," Draco sighed. "Rule number two, you have to wear sweet pea."

"I do," said Ginny.

"A lot of it. One bottle a day."

"I do," said Ginny again.

"Fine, two!" Draco said.

"Okay..." Ginny said wondering where he was getting at.

Draco turned around when he felt a hand on his shoulder. "Nice try," said Arthur Weasley. He then went over to get refreshments where he joined Lucius Malfoy.

"Hey Luc, I have been meaning to ask you. Where did you possibly get all this money for such a fabulous wedding?"

"My mother..." Lucius said quietly.

"You Mother??" Arthur asked loudly. All the guests turned around and stared at Lucius.

"I have to go to the little boys' room," Lucius said fast and ran away. Arthur went over to converse with Molly Weasley.

Ginny yawned. "I'm actually getting kind of tired, Draco." She said to Draco's back.

He turned around. "What?"

"I said that I am getting kind of-"

"I heard," Draco said cutting her off.

"Hey Gin." It was Fred followed by George. "Are you getting kind of tired? Cause we have got Never-Tired Drops now."

"Um, no thanks," Ginny said. She gave both Fred and George a kiss on the cheek and went over to her parents.

"Mum, Dad, I am getting kind of sleepy, 'Night," said Ginny. She walked across her 500 acres lawn and into the Manor where she saw Draco already in their room.

"How did you get here so quickly?" she asked.

"I flew," said Draco smiling. "Does it kill you how smart I am?"

"Whatever, Let's just get to bed," Ginny said.

"So... which said of the bed do you want?" Draco asked grinning.

"Um... You are sleeping on the couch downstairs."

"What, no! This is our fing wedding night," Draco said.'

"So?" Ginny asked. "Your point is..."

"We are sleeping on the same bed."

"Don't be so harsh and demanding, Malfoy. It isn't a good way to start a relationship."

"Harsh and demanding?? What the f are you talking about, Malfoy?" Draco yelled.

Ginny cringed at the sound of her being addressed as Malfoy.

"Harsh, harsh, harsh," she reiterated under her breath.

"Harsh? What the f is wrong with you?" Draco cried.

"I will not tolerate your hostility around here. Language like that is prohibited. If it persists, I am gonna have to ask you to leave this building...forever."

"Whatever, I am too tired for this s" Draco said.

"Out-Get out," Ginny said pointing at the door.

"What?" Draco asked.

"I told you I will not tolerate your s," Ginny said calmly.

"Yeah? Well I will not tolerate you taking your period out on me!" With that Draco changed his clothes and climbed into bed leaving Ginny standing there staring down at him with a look that plainly asked 'did you just talk back to me?'

"Ugh!" Ginny groaned after a few minutes. She took her clothes and went downstairs to the couch.