Written for:
Hogwarts: Valentines Vs Single Awareness challenge:
(setting) Church, (colour) Ivory
Hogwarts: 365 Prompts
Prompt - Arrogant
Hogwarts: Insane House Challenge
Title: Something Old, Something New
Hogwarts: Beauty Therapy
Task 4 - Write about someone making a commitment.
Something Old, Something New
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"Here's your something old," Ginny said as she put the silver heart on a thin chain around Hermione's neck. "I've had this necklace since I was thirteen. It was my very first grown-up piece of jewelry. It can also be your something borrowed."
Hermione fingered the simple, yet elegant, necklace. "I'll take good care of it today for you," Hermione promised.
"And you have the blue bracelet that you always wear for good luck. Now we just need something new."
Hermione touched the tiny studs in her ears. "My mum got them for me last weekend. I think they're new enough."
Ginny nodded. "Agreed."
Hermione looked at herself in the full-length mirror. The ivory dress hugged her curves, but it wasn't obscene. She had thought about wearing pure white, but since this was her second marriage, it seemed dishonest. And she knew her husband-to-be didn't mind the color of her dress.
"So, I guess your mum is coming around to you marrying someone so much older. How about your dad?"
"My dad still calls Lucius an arrogant, pretentious, piece of crap. And he has still refused to come today, no matter how much my mum pleaded with him to see reason."
"Well, to be fair, Lucius is arrogant and pretentious."
Hermione laughed sadly. "True, but he's also warm and loving to his family. He's loyal to the ones who have earned it, and I know how he feels about fidelity. I trust him with my heart."
What Hermione didn't say was Ron had her heart and threw it away with some random girl that opened her legs for him, and she would have never allowed herself to trust the redhead again. Thus, the crumbling of her first marriage. She didn't say it out loud, but she knew Ginny understood what was left unspoken.
There was a knock and her mum opened the door. "You ready honey?"
"Daddy not here?" Hermione asked, still hopeful that he'd show up despite his vehement refusal.
Her mum shook her head slightly. "I'm sorry."
Hermione fought back the tears and nodded slightly. Hermione walked to where the aisle started and smiled at Harry. Although her best friend didn't understand the relationship, he had been nothing but supportive and was even walking her down the aisle.
Her mum gave her a quick kiss and then went to her own seat. Ginny kissed Harry and took her place in front of the pair, and then the music started.
Ginny looked radiant in her dark green bridesmaid dress, a slight swell in her stomach due to the growth of her son as she walked down the aisle. Then all eyes were on Harry and Hermione as they entered the main part of the church.
Hermione didn't see anyone else but her soon-to-be husband. Lucius stood tall and regal, his eyes focused solely on her.
And whatever ill feelings she had towards her father for missing her day vanished. All that mattered was the man who stood before her, waiting for her in order to make her his wife. He was what mattered. Their love was what mattered. Everyone who didn't support it could go to Hell.
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