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A/N Okay, I guess no one will ever get the quote, so I will give it up. It is where Ron says to Hermione "I know every curve of your face, and every fleck of gold in your eyes." it is from "The Wedding Planner" with Jennifer Lopez and Matthew McConaughey. I was watching it when I wrote that chapter. I thought more people would get it, but I guess I am a sucker for romantic movies, and tall, blonde, blue-eyed men. :)
Classicmovielover-The title for this entire story "Some Enchanted Evening" came from a song I heard. If it was from South Pacific I didnt know. I have never seen it, so thank you for pointing that out to me. Okay, on with the story. A shorter chapter, but don't worry. Longer ones are on the way. Happy Reading and don't forget to review.
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Many sleepless nights plagued me for the next week and a half. I was still very worried about Ron, but the details of our wedding were proving to be more trouble than I had planned. The band cancelled 10 days before hand, the caterer wanted to know what foods to have prepared. Madam Rosmerta called to get the final count on the barrels of oak matured mead. Ginny, Lavender and Pavarti hated the dresses I picked out for them and were almost refusing to be my bridesmaids. The flowers ended up costing double what I thought and I still hadn't written my wedding vows. (An idea Draco had to make our wedding unique.) But the worst thing was that my dad hadn't made any effort to go find suitable clothing for the wedding, and was spending most of his time in front of the TV. My mum told me that he was barely speaking to her for hours at a time after she would try to bring up the wedding. In the mean time, Mr. Weasley agreed to walk me down the aisle if my dad didn't show up. A nice gesture, but I wanted my dad to do it.
I was sitting on the couch, racking my brains for wedding vow ideas. I had bought several large poetry books and was pouring through them for quotes, sonnets, and phrases that would put Draco's vows to shame. I loved a good competition. He came in and sat next to me on the couch, spying at my paper to see what I had written.
"No peeking." I joked, pushing his chest away.
"I wasn't peeking, I was…okay, I was peeking. But you can't blame me. You have been so secret about these vows."
"Well I want our wedding day to be the first time you hear them." I smiled at him and he laid his head on my shoulder.
"Nice try." I said.
"I wasn't peeking that time, honest. I just wanted to lay here with you." his eyes smoldered as he sat there staring at me.
"Yeah, yeah." I laughed. "So, Harry and Blaise are coming here the nightbefore the wedding right?"
"What?" he asked me, "Where are you going to be?"
"I am going to Harry's apartment with Ginny, Lavender and Pavarti. We can't see each other the day of the wedding remember? The guys were coming here, and I was spending the night with the girls at Harry's. Ginny offered me to use the burrow, but Ron would be there." I was still feeling extremely guilty about breaking his heart the way I did. I didn't intend to hurt him, but he was hurt just the same. I hadn't spoken to him at all since Harry's party. And Harry told me that he just sits up in his room, barely comes down to eat.
"That's good." Draco said. "I don't want him upsetting you on the happiest day of your life."
"I wish he were coming to the wedding. It will be weird not having him there." I looked off into the fire.
His hand came up and stroked my face, while his head rested on my shoulder.
"Everything will be fine" he said soothingly. "He will come around."
"I know, but the guilt is killing me."
"You have nothing to feel guilty for. You told him how you felt about him even before we were together. You told him after we were together, and he just didn't get it. You were honest and straightforward. And he should be grateful for that. Don't make yourself think that you did something to lead him on. I understand how he fell in love with you. But you told him from the start that you only thought of him as a friend, so stop worrying your pretty head about it for now. Maybe Harry can talk some sense into him."
"Maybe." I said. "I just hope he finds his soul mate like I found mine." I put my hands on his face and kissed his beautiful lips. I loved him so much, and in a few days I would be his wife. I just couldn't wait.