By Adaia Swordmaiden
Disclaimer: same as last chapter.
A/N: this chapter starts a year after the last chapter ended.
Chapter 8
Draco dug in his pocket until he found what he had been looking for. He then peered around the corner into the kitchen. Guinevere was sitting at the breakfast bar, eating yogurt from the pot and listening to the WWN. He ducked back around the corner and leaned against the wall, taking a deep breath. He then walked into the kitchen, the item from his pocket clenched in his fist. He came up behind Guinevere and switched off the radio.
"Hey I was listening to that!" she protested as she turned around. Then she saw the serious look on Draco's face and she paused. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," he said. "Um, I have something to tell you." He hesitated. "I've been thinking a lot over the last few weeks and- well-" He handed her the small blue velvet-covered box he had been holding. She stared at it a moment and then slowly took and opened it. Nestled in a small cushion of white silk was a white-gold ring set with seven tiny diamonds.
"Draco-" Guinevere began and then stopped, staring at the ring. Then she looked up at him. He was staring at the floor as if expecting her to say no. She touched his cheek and he looked up to see her smiling at him, the ring on her finger.
"Yes?" he whispered, barely believing his eyes.
"Of course yes, you silly," she whispered. He suddenly smiled in relief and she threw her arms around his shoulders, hugging and kissing him. He kissed her back and they drew apart. Guinevere now had a serious look on her face.
"Yes?" Draco asked.
"I should have told you before but I was worried how you'd take it," she said. "But I suppose now it's alright."
"What?" he asked.
"Draco…I'm pregnant."
(A/N: two months later)
Guinevere gazed into the mirror. She barely recognised herself. Her best friend and bridesmaid, Dana, fussed around her.
"I can't believe I'm doing this," she muttered. Dana stood up straight and turned her around so that she could see her front on.
"Oh be quiet," Dana said bossily. "You'll be fine. Draco obviously loves you. There, you look beautiful." Guinevere nodded and turned back to the mirror. Her dress was a simple gown made of white silk with delicate embroidery in pale green silk at the shoulders, neck and hem. Her hair was out and flowing with a small, magically woven tiara of white roses placed precariously on top of her head. A wispy veil hung from the rose tiara and was flipped back over her hair. "Come on," Dana said. "It's time to get going." Guinevere nodded, suddenly unable to say anything, and she flipped the veil over her face and took the small bouquet of white roses from Dana. The two young women hurried out of the small room and found Ginny waiting just outside, wearing the same pale blue gown (cut in the same fashion as Guinevere's dress) as Dana. Guinevere nodded at her and the two bridesmaids hurried over to the entrance to the church and up the aisle. Guinevere took a deep breath, trying to calm the butterflies in her stomach and began to walk up the aisle. She smiled at the people in the pews - the Weasley family and other people Guinevere and Draco knew - and then looked up at the altar. Dana and Ginny stood on one side as bridesmaids while Harry was on the other side as best man. They all smiled encouragingly at her. Then her eyes met Draco's and everything melted away. All she could see was him.
A/N: many apologies for not updating for ages - first I had writers block, then I couldn't find the document with the story and now my grandma's just died. Hopefully that will explain the shortness of this. I'll try to get up the next one as soon as possible. Many thankies and chockie cakes to those who have reviewed - I'd name you but my brain's frazzled so I can't remember. Btw, an addition on the deaths. Lucius Malfoy was killed by an unnamed Auror and Narcissa committed suicide soon afterwards. Bellatrix Lestrange disappeared after Voldermort's defeat but no body has been found… any other questions?