Intro Draco Malfoy
Draco Malfoy had it all. He was rich, handsome, envied by all men and wanted by all women. He was virile. He was only 22 after all. Draco looked around the church. He had never been fond of churches and the idea of having the wedding in a Catholic church appalled him at first. However, he had agreed with his father's instructions to have the bride's family believe they had some say in the decisions of the wedding. Draco knew most of the people there. Some of his Hogwarts school mates, some Ministry Members and the Minister of Magic himself, Arthur Weasley. Draco held his head up high and gave a nod to his father who nodded back and looked around the church in distaste. Draco took a look around as well and he found the windows fascinating at most. He looked to Patricia Sanders and rolled his eyes. Yet another wizard family trying to marry into power. Draco then found that the girl was at his side. He reached out to take her hand but she gave her hand a swift movement anyone would think was to readjust her wedding dress sleeve. Draco knew better. She didn't want to be touched.
Draco Malfoy had it all. He was rich, handsome, envied by all men and wanted by all women. He was virile. He was only 22 after all. Draco looked around the church. He had never been fond of churches and the idea of having the wedding in a Catholic church appalled him at first. However, he had agreed with his father's instructions to have the bride's family believe they had some say in the decisions of the wedding. Draco knew most of the people there. Some of his Hogwarts school mates, some Ministry Members and the Minister of Magic himself, Arthur Weasley. Draco held his head up high and gave a nod to his father who nodded back and looked around the church in distaste. Draco took a look around as well and he found the windows fascinating at most. He looked to Patricia Sanders and rolled his eyes. Yet another wizard family trying to marry into power. Draco then found that the girl was at his side. He reached out to take her hand but she gave her hand a swift movement anyone would think was to readjust her wedding dress sleeve. Draco knew better. She didn't want to be touched.