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I didn't mean for it to happen.
Its not like I went out one day planning to fall in love with Draco Malfoy. I didn't mean to see him in that pub a week after graduation. I didn't plan to dance with him. I certainly didn't intend to go home with him that night.
But I did. I did all of it.
We dated for two months after that. Harry and the Weasleys were off on vacation celebrating our defeat of Voldemort.
We did it, did you know?
We ended the suffering of millions, we became even more famous throughout the land, and then…
I started dating Malfoy. Like I said, we spent two fantastic months together while they were all gone. I didn't have anyone's standards to live up to. There wasn't anyone to disapprove.
But all that changed when they returned.
When Harry Potter and Ron Weasley returned to the new flat they were sharing to find a table full unopened Daily Prophets, with each and every gossip page full of the news about Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy, all hell broke loose.
They apparated to my flat and interrogated me. They apparated to his and punched him. It wasn't a great day for anyone of us.
I told them that I wouldn't stop seeing him. My two best friends replied saying that they would stop seeing me.
I cried, but kept it together.
By the time I started my job at the ministry in September, I was full out in love with the boy I had once called my enemy. The entire wizarding world knew it. Harry and Ron still wouldn't speak to me.
Ron was the first to break.
He came to flat lake one night, piss drunk, and started apologizing like crazy for ever ditching me.
The fact that Draco and I were half-naked and on top of each other might have been awkward if he had been sober.
By November, I had both of my best friends back. Draco mumbled on about how he'd have to share me now, but I knew he was happy to see me happy. My three favorite boys even started to tolerate each other.
I didn't mean for it to happen, but on New Year's Eve, Draco proposed.
In front of the entire Ministry of Magic at the Yearly Midnight Ball, he got down on his knew and asked me if I'd have him.
I refused to start wailing like Lavender did when Dean proposed. I wouldn't whimper stupidly like Pansy did with Blaise. I wouldn't be goofy.
But I did say yes.
It's June now.
I'm standing in front of a mirror, looking at my reflection.
It's a lot of white.
I didn't mean to be here.
Standing, looking at myself in a wedding dress.
I didn't mean to be marrying Draco Malfoy, and having it be the happiest moment of my life.
Regardless, here I am. Walking down an isle of a small church.
I'm getting married. Gods.
I look over the church and the crowd. My maid of honor, none other than Ginny Weasley stands smiling. Harry and Ron are failing at trying to hide their grins. My mom's crying.
And then I see him. Gosh, he's beautiful.
Our eyes connect. He's trying really hard to keep a straight face, I can tell.
When I'm 10 feet away, one side of his mouth twitches up into a smirk.
By 5 feet he's smiling full out.
By 2, he's grinning like an idiot.
He takes my hand from my father, and there's no one else in the room.
Our eyes meet again. Neither of us can keep from smiling.
God, I love him.
The ceremony is a blur. I know I said my vows, and I know he said his. I finally come back to the living world with two words.
"I do." He just said I do. I'm married.
The priest smiles down on us, "You may kiss the bride."
Draco leans in, smiling, and our lips touch.
It's so light its almost non-existent.
For a minute that is.
Suddenly, I'm pulled flush against him and everything comes into focus.
As my husband is passionately kissing me, I come to a realization.
I may never have meant for this to happen, but is definitely meant to be.
The end.
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