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Summary: Hermione reads a poem to Draco at their wedding reception.
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Things I Hate About You
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"And now, to end the speeches, Hermione will say… actually, I don't know. So come over here, Herm," Ginny smiled as the many people at the tables laughed.
Hermione let go of Draco's hand and walked over to the podium.
"Well, as much as you hate clichés, I wrote you a poem," Hermione smiled, "Things I Hate about You."
"Be prepared for a long list," Blaise, the best man, called.
Everyone laughed and Draco punched him in the arm playfully.
"I hate the way your hair only
glimmers in the moon.
I hate the way you like to
whistle my favorite tunes.
I hate the way you like to
call my friends names.
I hate how I got you into
those stupid video games.
I hate how that smirk
is almost always there.
I hate the way you always
leave my presents somewhere.
But what I hate most of all,
is that I don't hate you one bit.
And I hate that I love you
'cause that's just full of shit."
Everyone laughed as Hermione went over to sit back down beside Draco. He immediately kissed her as she sat down and gave a low chuckle.
"You hate me that much, huh?"
"Hell yeah."
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Yay for corny wedding poems.