Chapter 6: The One
A/N- prompt used: [Relationship] Sisters
Word Count- 450
"How has the co-habitation been faring?" Daphne asked, trying to sound as casual as possible as she sipped her cup of tea.
On the other side of the dressing curtain, she heard the seamstress's whispered directions as she instructed her Tori into the next wedding dress.
"Wonderful!" Astoria replied. "Oh, Draco wanted to have you and Blaise over for dinner next Saturday. And Theo and Luna. He's sending out these formal invitations, like we don't all see each other every other day. Isn't that adorable?"
Daph smirked around the lip of her teacup. That was pretty adorable. "We'll put that on our calendar."
"Yay! I can't wait for you all to see our home. Draco's weirdly good at interior decorating. He obviously gets it from his mum."
"Have you met his mum yet… or re-met her, I suppose?"
"Haha. Yeah. That was fun and not at all intimidating. I still felt like a schoolgirl in her presence," Astoria said from behind the curtain. "Plus, his aunt was there. It was the most nervous I have ever been in my life!"
Daphne laughed, remembering her own meeting with Blaise's mother. Her husband didn't really care for his mother very much, but she'd still worried that she'd end up making a bad impression.
She had. Blaise married her anyway.
"Okay, I'm ready," called Astoria. "You want to see?"
"Is this the one?" Daphne asked. She'd already seen a dozen dresses that afternoon and didn't really want to waste her time on another dud. Astoria was very picky when she felt like it. That's why Daphne had been so surprised when Tori told her she'd be marrying Draco after less than one date. Astoria Greengrass had never been the impulsive type before.
Astoria pulled back the curtain and stepped into the light. "It's the one."
And it was.
The dress was strapless with a sweetheart neckline. A silver belt cinched her waist and the bottom was a mass of tule and lace that led into a long train. The seamstress placed a long sheer vale on Tori's head and it merged into the train as if it were part of the dress.
Daphne was speechless.
Tori wiped her eyes as they had begun leaking happy tears. "What do you think?"
"I think…" Daphne stared at his sister for a long time. She'd never seen Tori so happy in her life. She was practically glowing. "I think Draco Malfoy is the luckiest man on the planet."
Tori giggled and spun around in a circle. She looked ten years old again, carefree and playful.
Daphne rolled her eyes.
Fine. If he made her look this radiant, Draco Malfoy could marry Astoria Greengrass. Whatever.