The Wedding Planner
A Harry Potter Fanfiction Based Off the Movie "The Wedding Planner"
A/N: Enjoy! Thank you for reading/reviewing!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. I don't own Harry Potter. All credit goes to J.K Rowling. The original plot idea does come from the movie "The Wedding Planner"
Looking at the draft of Malfoy and Shania's schedule I really hoped they weren't planning on doing a whole lot for next couple weeks. Everyday was jammed packed just about. This wedding was possible, it would just about kill me, but it would happen. I pulled out their contact information form and was surprised that there was only one residence listed, not five as I had expected. Malfoy liked spending money and what he loved was letting people know how much money he was spending. This was plainly shown second year and he announced to the Great Hall every time he got the leasted item off the wizard market. I had assumed, based off those experiences, that Malfoy would want enough houses so that anywhere a person went the Malfoys wouldn't be that far from their mind. Scanning over the address I realized the residence wasn't even the Malfoy mansion. That decision would probably be the only thing I would ever agree with Malfoy on. I had read the mansion had over a hundred and fifty rooms in a magazine while I was researching for new venues. Who really uses a hundred and fifty rooms anyway? Instead the address was a house on the fringe of the city. I had to assume Shania had picked the residence. Malfoy always was on the hunt for a good time and a fast paced day, the fringe of a major city didn't sound like him. It seemed like a place he would come home every weekend to, but wouldn't dare want to spend the whole week there.
Climbing out of my car, one of the several muggle items I enjoyed having despite being a witch, I walked up the stairs to the front door of this house. Ringing the door bell, I prayed Shania was the only person home. Unfortunately for me I heard heavy footsteps coming to the door and groaned.
"Granger." Malfoy said after opening the door and realizing who I was. He still hated me as much as he did yesterday, big shocker. I had to remember to keep this professional.
"Malfoy." I answered evenly. "Is Shania there?"
"No. She went out with her bridal party." he said bored. Inwardly I sighed. It seemed my timing was just awful today.
"Okay, well I have the schedule for the next couple days for you two. I'm not stupid enough to trust you with it so I'll just come back later." I said and turned to walk away when he said.
"She'll be back soon though, you can wait inside if you want." I turned around and glared at him.
"Do you think I'm that stupid, walking into a house that only has you? So you can just ridicule me and perform Merlin knows whatever spell to me? No thank you." Malfoy began to roll his eyes,
"Glad to know you've matured Granger." he responded and I was about to give an excellent come back when his locked onto something behind me. Easily I knew it was Shania returning from her outing.
"Hi Hermione!" she called while holding several bags. She quickly made her to where we were standing.
"Muffin can you take these in? I'll catch you up with everything Hermione says." Shania asked, handing three shopping bags to Malfoy. He didn't give an answer, merely just taking the bags and entering the house. "Shall we go in?"
'Let's." I answered. Shania led me through a hallway and into a living room. The entire time I was walking I kept wondering when I would see Malfoy's influence on the decor. Neither of the areas were soaked in green, silver, not even gold. Where was the silk? The jewels? The crystal? Where was the expensive taste that would garner the attention of every decorating magazine? This didn't look like a Malfoy house...it looked dare I say? Average. Anyone could've lived there, had I not known he lived there. I was snapped out of my shock when Shania offered a seat in the living room. I sat down.
"Would you like something to drink? We have tea, juice, soda, water-" she offered. I could easily see in this moment why Malfoy would marry her besides her being a pureblood. I had researched Shania's last name and learned her family was the most powerful pureblood witching family in America. In this moment of offering me something to drink and a variety of choices, it obviously showed that Shania was a good hostess, something the Malfoys would be very attracted to.
"Water would be great." I chose. While Shania went to get drinks, I pulled out all my materials so we could get down to business. She gave me my glass. In turn, I gave her a copy of the schedule that she looked over while sipping her tea. I began to flesh out the schedule. "Our first priority is your dress. You've already chosen a location so we can eliminate that step. Soon after that are braid maid dresses, flower girls, mother of the bride, etc. Luckily magic allows us to do the shopping and perfect fitting in one day. Make sure everyone that fits that list is there." Shania nodded. "Do you know if Mal-" I caught myself. I couldn't say Malfoy to Shania. "I mean Draco has a tuxedo?"
"He does." Well of course he did, I remembered. He was Draco Malfoy, of course he would have a suit! He probably went at at least three black tie parties a week.
"Great. Get him to make sure it fits him. When he gets his groomsmen tuxedos tell him to make sure they all look good together." Usually I would help the groom figure out this part of the wedding but with Malfoy I had a feeling he would make sure his appearance and those of his groomsmen would be perfect. He would want everything to be perfect when photographed so that everyone would be jealous. "Then we move onto flowers, food and the cake, music, the reception location, the rehearsal dinner planning, a seating chart, photos, and practice looks for you." I took a breath. "I know this seems like a lot but it's what has to happen for this wedding to happen."
"Oh it's no problem. I've been saving up my sick days so the office won't mind if I take some time off. They'll probably be glad to see me take a break." she said. "I'm sure this works for Draco too. Being the owner of your own company does have it's attendance perks." We shared a small laugh.
"Good to hear. Do you have any kinds of wedding dresses you like? Or better yet any pictures? I'd like to see them so I can hunt around to find stores that I think you would like."
"Actually I do. Give me one minute, I'll go get them." She exited the room to retrieve the photos from wherever they were. Malfoy seemed to suddenly appear once again. Most likely he had heard the entire conversation but he didn't seem any different. It was as if he had merely brushed off what he had heard, and wasn't excited about his wedding day.
"You certainly care about your wedding." I said sarcastically, not able to hold my disgust anymore. He glared at me.
"You're in the room, tainting everything. How can I care about anything seriously?" Now it was my turn my glare. Shania came back at that moment and handed my a variety of pictures. My mind instantly went to work about stores I knew would carry those dresses. Off the top of my head I knew I could easily five places and get appointments. That relieved some of my stress.
"Okay, it looks like all set for the next couple of days. I'll come by here tomorrow and we'll get started on your dress shopping." I said.
"How about we have lunch before? It's the least I can do for planning out wedding on such short notice. I really do feel bad about putting all this pressure on you." Shania offered. I tried to say no, I usually don't do 'lunch' with clients other than about business, but she wouldn't budge.
"My friend will come though, but don't worry she's my maid of honor. I think you'll like her, she went to Hogwarts as well. My mother wishes she could help out too but she's busy attending to some business, sadly." Shania said. As I left she hugged me.
"Thank you so much. You're just as nice as people say you are." I smiled.
"No thank you. I'll see you tomorrow." and I left, although I could feel Malfoy's stare on me the whole way to my car.