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Chapter 3 - The Big Fat Wizard Wedding

Ten minutes later, Draco and Pansy were seated at a table. Pansy still hadn't let go of Draco.

"Drakie, Drakie, let's dance!" she shrieked.

Draco rolled his eyes but stood up. She began leading him to the center of the ballroom when everything suddenly quieted down. Draco turned his head to where all the other heads were turned just in time to see the most beautiful woman he had ever seen enter the Great Hall with a rather handsome man. All the men in the room shot envious glares towards the young man but he never flinched.

The couple seated themselves at a table near Draco and Pansy's table. The moment of awkwardness passed just to return again when Dumbledore appeared at the front of the Great Hall.

"Welcome friends! We are all gathered here today to witness the joining in matrimony of Harry Dale Potter and Sofia Cynthia Clairveaux. Harry, would you and your best man please stand up"

Draco saw Potter stand up with Weasley. Just then, the music started up and Sofia began to walk down the aisle towards the front of the Great Hall. After what seemed like forever, she finally arrived and joined hands with Potter. They gazed deeply into each others' eyes as Dumbledore began the ceremony.

"Do you, Harry Dale Potter, take this woman to be your bride in sickness and in health till death do you part?"

After a brief pause, "I do."

"And do you, Sofia Cynthia Clairveaux, take this man to be your husband in sickness and in health till death do you part?"

"I do," said Sofia with a slight French accent.

"With a kiss, you are wed."

Harry took Sofia in his arms and gave her a kiss so deep that it received many sighs from among the women and cheers from the men. Draco looked on with an amused expression; although Draco despised Potter, he couldn't deny that he knew how to kiss. But of course, he could do much better. After all, he did have more experience.

He suddenly found himself being dragged to the dance floor where the band had started playing again. He and Pansy began dancing but Draco's eyes traveled to a table nearby. He realized that the breathtakingly beautiful woman he had seen earlier had been Angelica. Pansy seemed to notice that Draco wasn't focused on her and followed to where he was staring.

All she saw was that beautiful woman from before with that very handsome man. She had no idea who they were but Draco seemed to be very interested in the woman. She pulled him closer and kissed him long and hard on the lips. He didn't return it and in fact, he didn't seem to have noticed that she had done anything at all.

"Who is that woman?" Pansy pouted.

"Angelica, don't you remember her? She was in our house and our year," Malfoy replied absentmindedly.

"Angelica, Angelica…that does ring a bell. Oh yes! Ugly Angie! I remember her!" said Pansy in sudden realization.

"Well, I sure don't know what happened, but there's certainly nothing unattractive about her now," Draco said in a distant voice.

Pansy knew that she was losing him so she did the one thing she thought would get his attention. She moved closer so she could cover up what she was about to do. Once she was certain that her knee was well hidden, she swiftly brought it up hard and kneed him in the groin. He seemed to snap out of it fast and he doubled over in pain.

"Oh Drakie! I'm so sorry! That was my entire fault! Actually, it wasn't since you were supposed to move left, not to the right. I'm so sorry I stepped on your foot!" she shrieked.

"It's all right Pansy dear! Everything is fine!" Draco said sarcastically through gritted teeth.

He looked up and saw Hermione Granger sitting at a nearby table with an amused expression. He limped towards her table and sat down.

"Let me guess," said Hermione with a smile, "she kneed your 'you-know-what'?"

"Yes, is that a common thing among females? Of course, mine is rather attractive seeing as she's already seen it!" Draco said.

Hermione frowned. "Only joking, only joking! Tough audience," Draco grumbled. "By the way, who is that gentleman who is with Angelica?"

"Why do you care?" Hermione said absentmindedly, "Not jealous are you?"

"No of course not," Draco said quickly, "why would I of all people need to be jealous?"

"If you must know, for that cocky mind of yours, that is her brother Romeo."

"Her real brother or adopted?" he asked almost too eagerly.

"Real," she replied simply as her smile began to widen, "admit it! You have feelings for Angelica!"

"I most certainly do not!" Draco replied hotly. "She's just like any other woman! Probably head over heels for me, I tell you."

"Sounds to me like you have a bad case of love sickness. Why don't you just tell her?" Hermione said.

"You girls make it sound so easy. Besides, I don't have any feelings for her!"

"Oh I see, too arrogant. You don't want to stoop so low as to admit to a girl that you like her," Hermione raised as eyebrow.

"Well…no…sort of," he spluttered, but recovered quickly because a Malfoy never stutters. "Hermione, would you like to dance?"

She looked taken aback. He didn't know if it was because he had asked her to dance of because he had called her by her first name or if it was both.

"Well…I…I…suppose so," she stammered. She got up to her feet shakily and took his arm. He led her to the dance floor.

Draco winced slightly in pain from the incident before. Hermione (he shouldn't be calling her that) noticed this and said, "I wonder how hard she kneed you. Does it hurt much?"

"You have no idea," he said through gritted teeth.

She smiled sweetly and that's when he remembered why he had liked her so much back at Hogwarts. It was because she was always so kind and considerate and willing to help anyone. He was so lost in thought that he hadn't realized that they had begun dancing.

"Admit it!" she suddenly burst out.

"Admit what?" he asked innocently.

"You really do like Angelica, admit it!"

A wave of relief washed over him, "For the millionth time Granger, no I do not! You think a person as heartless as me could ever actually have feelings?"

"I suppose not…but you're not heartless."

"What are you talking about? I'm the worst person you've ever met! I called you mudblood and made fun of you excessively."

"Maybe so, but if you were truly heartless, you wouldn't be here tonight, celebrating Harry's wedding, and asking me to dance."

"But I didn't come for Potter's wedding! I came for…I came for…" What exactly had he come for?

"You came for what?" Hermione asked sweetly.

"Stay out of it Granger!" Malfoy said menacingly.

At this, she smiled secretively as if he had said something that just proved her point. Damn it! Why do women have to have a sixth sense about these things?

"Excuse me, may I cut in?" said a voice from the left.

Draco turned and saw Angelica's brother, Romis or Remoes or something. Draco jumped out of the way, and let him take Hermione into his arms. He walked away and sat down at the nearest table; he didn't know whose table it was because he was in shock over what he and Hermione had been discussing. He was thinking so hard that he didn't notice a woman come up behind him.

"Um, pardon me sir, but that is my seat."

Draco jumped a bit and turned around to tell her off for frightening him so much only to find himself staring into those blue eyes that have been haunting him for so long.

"A…A…Angelica?" he stammered, then cursed at himself because a Malfoy never stammers.

"Oh. I'm so sorry. It's all right, you can occupy my seat. Since you do tend to plant yourself in places where you are not wanted," she said with an icy tone.

"Actually, it's quite all right. I do not plan on sitting in a seat that has been tainted by inferiority," he said distracted by the lock of black hair that had fallen into her eyes; he did not know what he was saying. "Wait, do you want to take a walk with me outside?"

Suddenly, those eyes flashed angrily, "I've done my share of waiting in life Malfoy. Now it's your turn. Don't ever come near me again. Don't ever talk to me again. Don't ever touch me again. Don't ever bother gracing me with your lovely presence. And last, but certainly not the least, don't ever ask me to go outside for a walk with you again!" She stormed off angrily leaving Draco gaping at her retreating back.

"Close your mouth. That look doesn't suit you at all," said a voice from behind him. He turned around and saw the youngest Weasley sporting a very amused expression.

Draco closed his mouth immediately, "What in God's name do you want?"

"I just wanted to see what all the commotion was about. I should've known it revolved around you," Ginny said with a smile.

"How nice of you," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm, "Well, now you've seen so now you can be off!"

Instead of running away, like most people did, she sat down at the table and made herself comfortable.

"She's rather stubborn isn't she?" she said vaguely. "It seems that I am not the only one who can resist your charm."

Draco stared at her, "What about Hermione? She seemed to have done a pretty good job."

Ginny blinked, "Oh you think so do you?" she said uneasily.

Draco narrowed his eyes suspiciously, "What are you trying to say?"

Ginny shifted in her seat uncomfortably, "it…it's nothing r…r…really…"

"Spit it out Weasley!" Draco shouted.

"Oh…oh…oh all right! If you must know, remember those anonymous love letters you got in the sixth year? Well, those were from Hermione," said Ginny collapsing in her chair.

Draco stood up suddenly, "What? Those were from her? I thought they were from Pansy! I would've kept them if they were from-" he shut his mouth abruptly knowing he had said too much.

Ginny stared at him in wide-eyed astonishment, "Are you telling me that you liked Hermione back at Hogwarts?"

"Yes…I mean no! No, no, no! Absolutely not! No way!"

Ginny looked at him in understanding, "Not to worry Malfoy, your secret is safe with me. I shall not reveal it even on pain of death unless you allow it!" she said with her hand across her heart.

She stood up and began walking away when Malfoy said, "Oh and Weasley, call me Draco."

Ginny stared at him for a long time before finally nodding and walking away slowly. Draco sat down and felt much better, for he knew that now he wasn't so alone. He had found a friend.

Hermione saw from a distance that Angelica was surrounded by the usual young men and saw that Malfoy was on the other side of the room drinking all the wine he can get his hands on, poor lad. And where did that leave her?

In the delightfully charming company of Romeo Volartes. After a few conversations, Hermione knew that there was more to this man than just a handsome face. He was…the perfect man for her. She felt at peace and comfortable in his presence and just couldn't explain the warmth that filled her heart every time she gazed upon his face.

The man who was invading her thoughts turned to face her with a smile that Hermione knew would someday be her undoing.

"What goes on in that pretty head of yours that makes you stare at me thusly?" he asked with a mischievous smile.

"Oh nothing," Hermione muttered.

Romeo continued to smile at her until Hermione finally asked, "Why do you have that silly expression on your face?"

"Nothing, I was just thinking about how I've never seen anything more beautiful than you," he said, "you outshine the moon in all its glory."

Hermione blushed furiously, "Surely you jest. Angelica is a far better sight to behold than I."

Romeo shook his head with a sigh and continued to stare at her as if she were the only person in the room.

"Of course Angelica is beautiful, but it is my duty, as her brother, to find her a husband. I only escorted her here to see how many young men were willing to ask for her hand," Romeo said.

"Well you certainly made a grand entrance!" laughed Hermione.

"Aye," said Romeo uneasily, "Tis the problem we now face. Angelica can't seem to go anywhere without provoking the interest of all the young gentlemen in her midst."

"I see," said Hermione, taking a sip of butterbeer, "so you need someone who stands out from the crowd and is willing to fight for his lady fair?"

"Precisely," smiled Romeo.

Hermione smiled back, "Let me make you an offer. I will take over the job of finding a suitable husband for Angelica. After all, I am her best friend and I have only her best interests at heart. I shall ask Angelica if she has any particular gentleman in mind."

"Hermione, you truly are brilliant! You are a remarkable person!" Romeo said ecstatically.

Hermione blushed again (it seems she was doing this a lot lately), "Oh stop it! I shall take the task then?"

"Of course," he said.

"Definitely," she replied.

Hermione smiled to herself as a plan began to take form in her mind.

I wonder what Hermione's planning…hmmmmm…review and you just might find out…I say if I can at least get to 15 reviews total…I might update…the more you review, the quicker the updates!