Draco Malfoy walked down the isle with his groomsmen trailing behind.
(Draco's POV)
'Okay this is the deal; this isn't even a legal marriage...'
Got a criminal record
'I am legally, illegal. Confusing right? Exactly what I thought...'
I can't cross state lines
'You see, I was charged with the murder of my father's Godson, Neothron, or just Neo for short. We are-... were best friends, until my father killed said person...'
First on the bad list
'I really loved my father, even though he only depended on me when he was in a desperate situation...which is exactly what I'm in right now...
And you're last on mine
'I have to get out of here, I DON'T love Parkinson! This was an arranged marriage...
Lookin' for a scapegoat,
Long past due
'I love Potter-did I just think that? Of course I did. I've known that secret for many, many years...
Walkin down the isle,
'And I think he's beginning to notice that he has feelings for me-besides hate of course!'
Staring straight at you.
'But back to my father, he tried to escape...
I still hear him screaming "where do I hide?"
'I actually tried to help him too, pathetic aren't I?...
And all he asks and I say "hurry inside"
'For you really can get lost in Malfoy Manor,...
He said, she said...
'But he was caught, and was put on trial, but blamed me, and I said that he did it because me and Neo were better friends that Potter and the Weasel...
No she don't
'After the Wizangamot believed my story, he changed his entire approach and tried to pin it on my mom putting him under imperio and they brought her in and she went crazy...
Be back before morning
'They let out court for the day and we all had to magically swear that we would return; if we didn't...well let's not talk about that just yet...
And you know she won't
'My mother never returned to court that day. She was never seen again, not that I really CARE!...
Well I remember that summer,
Like yesterday
'That's when I finally figured out that my family truly hated me...
And I remember his mother,
As he was dragged away.
'They actually had to drag dad out to the portkey to get him to Azkaban. My grandma even came, she hates me even more that Hermione and Ronnieknis-eugh did I just think THAT? You see, he got the court to believe it was me who killed Neo, but made a deal. Since his lover, Voldemort, was killed by my boy, Potter, he had sunk into a depression so he volunteered to go to Azkaban for me. I always knew he would end up there. So Now on with this story.
"Draco, Draco?!?!?!? DRACONIS LUCEINA MALFOY!!" Pansy yelled at me.
"What?" I said snapping out of my daze of explaining the entire back story to you guys.
"Do you take Miss Parkinson here to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold until death do you part?"
"Mm, no?" I ventured after about five minutes of thinking.
"WHAT?"I heard the familiar voice of Pansy scream in my face
"I do not love you Pansy, nor will I ever."
Walkin down the isle,
Staring straight at you
And with that I ran as fast as my terribly uncomfortable shoes would take me. Leaving a last longing glance at Harry. Out of the cathedral and into my apartment down the street.
I stayed in there just long enough to change into a pair of baggy blue jeans and a t-shirt that read: Just thinking makes me wonder. And my black converse sneakers.
Then I grabbed my vault key and my wand and hopped into my Pontiac vibe and drove to the only place I could think of: Harry's house.