(Author's Note: Okay, so that chapter was semi-happy. Hope you all like this next one. I'm not sure how many more chapters I'm going to have, though.)
Chapter Nine:
"Come in, come in!" Dumbledore smiled brightly as Draco entered first. He stopped suddenly and Ginny slammed into him.
Snape leaned against the wall; his eyes surveying their clothing. He coughed in disgust at the disheveled children. Straightening out his clothes, Draco walked forward. He was tense and once he reached the Headmaster's desk, he spoke rather timidly.
"You wished to see us-sir?"
"Indeed I did."
"And him?"
"He is merely observing. He informed me of your little run-in with him this morning."
The atmosphere seemed to drop just then. Things grew tenser and colder now. She moved closer to him, and he squeezed her hand.
"About that-..."
"It's quite all right, Mr. Malfoy. I know how you two are. Professor Snape is sort of—a witness to this marriage."
Both teens looked at each other then at the concealed man-who sniffed once and didn't smile-then they looked back at the man before them.
"Are you both certain that this is what you truly want?" Without hesitation, Draco spoke.
"I love her..."
"And I love him." Ginny smiled for the first time since they were both there. Nobody seemed very surprised at all that she had spoken her mind. Draco half-smiled at her and bent to kiss her temple when Severus snorted obnoxiously from the corner.
"I know that you-however-are not so happy. I would ask you to just be civil."
Silence from the corner as the old wizard spoke. Draco grinned slightly.
"Very well...we won't even have to go through your vows, I'm sure you know how the other feels. So if you would..." Draco nodded and held her hand; she held his and whispered softly to him before pulling back. She opened her hand and in it rested a gold ring, she carefully slipped it into his finger. Nobody asked when she had acquired it from. Nobody seemed to care.
"Very good! Now, Severus..." Movement from the corner made Ginny gasp. Snape emerged with something on his head: a silver headband with two white doves perched on the top, beaks touching softly. It nearly weighted down the poor man's head. His scowl deepened as he stepped forward. Both students sniggered lightly, and Dumbledore smiled broadly. The Potions Master stood by the Headmaster, eyeing his students. This is so degrading. (A/N: That's almost better then the Vulture Hat, isn't it? –smirks-)
"You may now kiss the bride."
His lips curled instantly and Ginny sucked in a laugh. As they kissed, things that made Ginny not so happy, did. Everything made her smile after that, even if Snape treated her like crap.
Things were finally making sense for her.
And tonight...they'd finally have their night.
