Chapter 1- An Eventful Day
Megan looked at Draco out of the corner of her eye. He had been nothing but curt to her since the day they had met. He was polite, true, but cold at the same time. Megan tried to concentrate of the words the priest was reading from the Bible. Then she felt Draco's cold gaze on her and looked at him. He had cold gray eyes and silver blonde hair, which at the moment was sleekly combed back. He had a determined sort of chin. Draco probably stood just off six feet tall but looked taller in his black tuxedo. He was slim and well built but completely wrong for her. He was, to her, self assured arrogant fool. She looked at the priest and looked for a clue of what she was supposed to do. Draco took her hand and put the coins in them. She dropped them back into his hands without waiting for the priest to say his prayer. Megan kept her eyes on the cross before her.
"Do you Draco Alexander Malfoy, take Megan Angela Sanders to be your lawful wedded wife, to have and to hold, to love and cherish, through richer or through poorer for as long as you both shall live?"
Megan nearly laughed out loud.
"I do."
'That's just about the biggest lie ever.'
The priest then turned to Megan.
"Do you Megan Angela Sanders, take Draco Alexander Malfoy to be your lawful wedded husband, to have and to hold, to love and cherish, through richer or through poorer for as long as you both shall live?"
'Um no...'
Megan froze. She felt all eyes on her. She opened her mouth but nothing came out. She felt Draco take her hand and squeeze tightly. She snapped back and looked at the priest.
"I do."
Megan saw her mother release a sigh and frowned. Didn't her mother believe she would do it? Once more Megan looked at the priest, when he asked if anyone objected no one moved. Megan begged with her eyes to the cross but then the priest said those terrible words.
"And so by the power vested in me by the Roman Catholic church. I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."
'No way.'
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Draco turned to her and lifted up the veil. For a moment he was surprised to see her. Especially looking like she did. The dress looked good on the display window but on her...it looked amazing. It was an off the shoulder and tight down to her waist then a non-fluffy skirt. It was a simple yet very sophisticated dress. She was lovely and he had to admit, it could have been worse. Her mahogany curls had been smoothed down to her shoulders and she had lovely hazel eyes outlined with dark liner. Draco felt slightly eager to kiss her. He took her face in his hands and kissed her quickly. He kissed her again impulsively and looked down at her to see she was staring at him angrily. Everyone clapped and Draco took her arm, cleared his throat and led her down the isle again.
'That was...strange.'
The couple got into their carriage and Draco looked at his wife. He leaned into her ear.
"I hope you'll be comfortable with me Maggie."
She closed her eyes.
"My name . . . "
She said slowly.
"Is Megan."
Draco tried to shrug but Megan had already turned away.
"You know...some of the people here genuinely think you wanted to marry me."
"We're not kidding anyone Malfoy."
"I know that kiss was quite convincing. Maybe I'm a little too good....you on the other hand..."
"I was trying not to knock your head in for kissing me like that!"
Draco just smirked.
"You're my wife now, and you can't deny me certain privileges."
"Oh is that so? Well apparently you don't know very much about me. I'm not like one of your flings, Malfoy. I demand respect and I will have it. I am your wife, true, but not your servant."
They reached the reception and she immediately let his hand go. She joined her friends and Draco rolled his eyes. He made his way over to her and pulled her away from them.
"Let go! You're hurting me!"
Draco let her go and glared at her.
"You better not forget why you married me! I can break that check anytime I want, you would do well to remember that!"
Megan's eyes gleamed maliciously.
"And you would do well to remember that if you ever lay a hand on me again, you might not wake up the next day."
They stayed glaring at each other, neither backing down until Megan's sister pulled her away to greet Draco's mother.
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Megan went through the whole thing like it was mechanical. The dinner, the conversation and then it was time for the dance. She went into Draco's arms and kept her distance from him. Megan looked around the room. Her mother was talking to Lucius Malfoy, Draco's father, and matchmaker. Maybe it was the dress but she found she could hardly breathe. Draco's hand moved lower down her back and she frowned at him. He leaned in and whispered.
"I hope the fire in your eyes will change after tonight."
Megan looked up into his eyes and scowled.
"What makes you think anything's gonna happen?"
"Oh I have a few reasons to think so."
Megan scoffed.
"Yeah, right."
"I'm a determined man Megan."
Megan rolled her eyes but Draco pulled her close to him.
"I will have you."
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It didn't surprise him that she stayed away from him during the rest of the reception. Draco watched her drinking lots of champagne and even watched her dance with the other men in the room. She never gave him another glance. He felt annoyed, not jealous.
"Draco."
Draco turned around and faced his father.
"Father."
"Aren't you supposed to leave? Isn't that the tradition?"
Draco shrugged.
"I never cared to learn these muggle traditions."
"Well by now you should be in your new house. At least take her there. People will talk."
Draco sighed and nodded. He sought out Megan and found her talking to her sister.
"He is pretty gorgeous, you have to admit Meg."
Megan set down her glass.
"You know me better Kare. I'm not into looks."
Karen rolled her eyes then saw Draco. Megan continued.
"I mean, unless Draco Malfoy can act like a human being I don't see this going anywhere. He's good looking and he knows it. That's what I hate most about him. And that wedding night crap everyone keeps talking about? Forget it. He wants a kid? Artificial insemination then. He is not laying one slimy tentacle on me."
Draco smirked and moved closer. Megan finally got the signals and turned around. Her face showed surprise at first then annoyance.
"Were you listening in on my conversation?"
Draco just smiled and took her hand.
"We have to go."
"I'm not going anywhere with you."
She pulled away from his hold and turned to her sister. Draco put his arm around her waist and pulled her towards him. He kissed her cheek airily. He smiled at the minister of magic then turned to Megan and gave her a look.
"People will talk. We want this to be believable don't we?"
Megan pulled her arm away with a yank and shoved him back. He realized she was just about drunk.
"You mean you do. As far as I'm concerned this whole thing is a bunch of bull–"
Draco rose a hand and she stopped. He was surprised that had actually worked.
"Please...come with me. You can yell all you want later."
Megan frowned.
"I'll sleep as far away from you as you want."
Megan seemed reluctant but then she nodded. Draco led her away and to his car. They stopped in front of a fairly large two floor home. Draco suggested that he carry her over the threshold like the tradition stated but Megan gave him a look and he just muttered something. Once inside, she looked around in awe.
"Its beautiful..."
"Its yours. You can change anything you want."
Megan looked at him and smiled.
"Thanks."
Draco was taken slightly aback. She was definitely a little drunk.
"I'll show you your room."
Megan nodded and followed him up the stair and to the first room on the right of the stairs.
"Your stuff's in the trunks and closets already. I'll give you a chance to rest and tomorrow show you the rest of the house."
Megan just nodded and pulled off her veil. Draco opened a door and Megan gave him a strange look.
"What's there?"
Draco smiled.
"My room."
"Is there a lock on this door?"
Draco smiled a little wider.
"Why would there be?"
Megan pulled off her veil and went into her trunk, she found her wand.
"A pass spell is in order."
She smiled at the wand then at Draco.
"Goodnight...husband."
Megan closed the door in his face and he heard her mutter a spell. He tried the door and it was indeed locked. He just smiled and went to bed.
'Plenty of time for that my dear...'
Megan looked at Draco out of the corner of her eye. He had been nothing but curt to her since the day they had met. He was polite, true, but cold at the same time. Megan tried to concentrate of the words the priest was reading from the Bible. Then she felt Draco's cold gaze on her and looked at him. He had cold gray eyes and silver blonde hair, which at the moment was sleekly combed back. He had a determined sort of chin. Draco probably stood just off six feet tall but looked taller in his black tuxedo. He was slim and well built but completely wrong for her. He was, to her, self assured arrogant fool. She looked at the priest and looked for a clue of what she was supposed to do. Draco took her hand and put the coins in them. She dropped them back into his hands without waiting for the priest to say his prayer. Megan kept her eyes on the cross before her.
"Do you Draco Alexander Malfoy, take Megan Angela Sanders to be your lawful wedded wife, to have and to hold, to love and cherish, through richer or through poorer for as long as you both shall live?"
Megan nearly laughed out loud.
"I do."
'That's just about the biggest lie ever.'
The priest then turned to Megan.
"Do you Megan Angela Sanders, take Draco Alexander Malfoy to be your lawful wedded husband, to have and to hold, to love and cherish, through richer or through poorer for as long as you both shall live?"
'Um no...'
Megan froze. She felt all eyes on her. She opened her mouth but nothing came out. She felt Draco take her hand and squeeze tightly. She snapped back and looked at the priest.
"I do."
Megan saw her mother release a sigh and frowned. Didn't her mother believe she would do it? Once more Megan looked at the priest, when he asked if anyone objected no one moved. Megan begged with her eyes to the cross but then the priest said those terrible words.
"And so by the power vested in me by the Roman Catholic church. I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."
'No way.'
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Draco turned to her and lifted up the veil. For a moment he was surprised to see her. Especially looking like she did. The dress looked good on the display window but on her...it looked amazing. It was an off the shoulder and tight down to her waist then a non-fluffy skirt. It was a simple yet very sophisticated dress. She was lovely and he had to admit, it could have been worse. Her mahogany curls had been smoothed down to her shoulders and she had lovely hazel eyes outlined with dark liner. Draco felt slightly eager to kiss her. He took her face in his hands and kissed her quickly. He kissed her again impulsively and looked down at her to see she was staring at him angrily. Everyone clapped and Draco took her arm, cleared his throat and led her down the isle again.
'That was...strange.'
The couple got into their carriage and Draco looked at his wife. He leaned into her ear.
"I hope you'll be comfortable with me Maggie."
She closed her eyes.
"My name . . . "
She said slowly.
"Is Megan."
Draco tried to shrug but Megan had already turned away.
"You know...some of the people here genuinely think you wanted to marry me."
"We're not kidding anyone Malfoy."
"I know that kiss was quite convincing. Maybe I'm a little too good....you on the other hand..."
"I was trying not to knock your head in for kissing me like that!"
Draco just smirked.
"You're my wife now, and you can't deny me certain privileges."
"Oh is that so? Well apparently you don't know very much about me. I'm not like one of your flings, Malfoy. I demand respect and I will have it. I am your wife, true, but not your servant."
They reached the reception and she immediately let his hand go. She joined her friends and Draco rolled his eyes. He made his way over to her and pulled her away from them.
"Let go! You're hurting me!"
Draco let her go and glared at her.
"You better not forget why you married me! I can break that check anytime I want, you would do well to remember that!"
Megan's eyes gleamed maliciously.
"And you would do well to remember that if you ever lay a hand on me again, you might not wake up the next day."
They stayed glaring at each other, neither backing down until Megan's sister pulled her away to greet Draco's mother.
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Megan went through the whole thing like it was mechanical. The dinner, the conversation and then it was time for the dance. She went into Draco's arms and kept her distance from him. Megan looked around the room. Her mother was talking to Lucius Malfoy, Draco's father, and matchmaker. Maybe it was the dress but she found she could hardly breathe. Draco's hand moved lower down her back and she frowned at him. He leaned in and whispered.
"I hope the fire in your eyes will change after tonight."
Megan looked up into his eyes and scowled.
"What makes you think anything's gonna happen?"
"Oh I have a few reasons to think so."
Megan scoffed.
"Yeah, right."
"I'm a determined man Megan."
Megan rolled her eyes but Draco pulled her close to him.
"I will have you."
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It didn't surprise him that she stayed away from him during the rest of the reception. Draco watched her drinking lots of champagne and even watched her dance with the other men in the room. She never gave him another glance. He felt annoyed, not jealous.
"Draco."
Draco turned around and faced his father.
"Father."
"Aren't you supposed to leave? Isn't that the tradition?"
Draco shrugged.
"I never cared to learn these muggle traditions."
"Well by now you should be in your new house. At least take her there. People will talk."
Draco sighed and nodded. He sought out Megan and found her talking to her sister.
"He is pretty gorgeous, you have to admit Meg."
Megan set down her glass.
"You know me better Kare. I'm not into looks."
Karen rolled her eyes then saw Draco. Megan continued.
"I mean, unless Draco Malfoy can act like a human being I don't see this going anywhere. He's good looking and he knows it. That's what I hate most about him. And that wedding night crap everyone keeps talking about? Forget it. He wants a kid? Artificial insemination then. He is not laying one slimy tentacle on me."
Draco smirked and moved closer. Megan finally got the signals and turned around. Her face showed surprise at first then annoyance.
"Were you listening in on my conversation?"
Draco just smiled and took her hand.
"We have to go."
"I'm not going anywhere with you."
She pulled away from his hold and turned to her sister. Draco put his arm around her waist and pulled her towards him. He kissed her cheek airily. He smiled at the minister of magic then turned to Megan and gave her a look.
"People will talk. We want this to be believable don't we?"
Megan pulled her arm away with a yank and shoved him back. He realized she was just about drunk.
"You mean you do. As far as I'm concerned this whole thing is a bunch of bull–"
Draco rose a hand and she stopped. He was surprised that had actually worked.
"Please...come with me. You can yell all you want later."
Megan frowned.
"I'll sleep as far away from you as you want."
Megan seemed reluctant but then she nodded. Draco led her away and to his car. They stopped in front of a fairly large two floor home. Draco suggested that he carry her over the threshold like the tradition stated but Megan gave him a look and he just muttered something. Once inside, she looked around in awe.
"Its beautiful..."
"Its yours. You can change anything you want."
Megan looked at him and smiled.
"Thanks."
Draco was taken slightly aback. She was definitely a little drunk.
"I'll show you your room."
Megan nodded and followed him up the stair and to the first room on the right of the stairs.
"Your stuff's in the trunks and closets already. I'll give you a chance to rest and tomorrow show you the rest of the house."
Megan just nodded and pulled off her veil. Draco opened a door and Megan gave him a strange look.
"What's there?"
Draco smiled.
"My room."
"Is there a lock on this door?"
Draco smiled a little wider.
"Why would there be?"
Megan pulled off her veil and went into her trunk, she found her wand.
"A pass spell is in order."
She smiled at the wand then at Draco.
"Goodnight...husband."
Megan closed the door in his face and he heard her mutter a spell. He tried the door and it was indeed locked. He just smiled and went to bed.
'Plenty of time for that my dear...'