Happenstance

Chapter 31: Dull Is For Losers

Once everyone had recovered from the shock of discovering Luna and Draco's Scrabble game, Narcissa and Rosmerta started grilling the bride-to-be about wedding plans. Luna had hoped to take things slow, but as with everything else that had to do with the Malfoy family, it was a whirlwind. Before she knew it, Luna was holed up in her office with Narcissa and Rosmerta actually making plans. Narcissa was hounding Luna for a wedding date. A date! Luna couldn't believe it. She'd only been engaged for a few hours and they were already trying to get her to commit to a time.

"Mrs. Malfoy," Luna said, pleadingly. "I really haven't given this much thought. We've only just gotten engaged." Luna hoped that Draco's mum would ease off a bit, but unfortunately that would not be the case.

"Well think about it," Narcissa chirped, happily. Luna couldn't help but feel like Draco's mum had been waiting for this wedding for as long as her son had been alive. "The years coming to an end, and I'm sure that you'll want to get married before the rain starts, so we'll have to hurry with the plans." Luna could practically feel the panic starting to set in.

"Draco!" she called out, rushing over to the door. "Draco!" she yelled down the hall, when her first attempt had yielded no results. The sound of his footsteps approaching was the only thing that was able to calm her nerves.

"What's wrong?" Draco asked, noticing how pale her face had gotten since he'd last seen her.

"Your Mum is trying to get me to set a date for the wedding," Luna said, sounding as panicked as she looked. "A date... already. Can you believe it?"

"I figured you'd want to get married in the Spring," Draco said, not realizing right away that she wanted him to help her out of the situation, not help her pick a date. "I kind of pictured you and me getting hitched outside, while the sun was setting. You'd have pretty flowers in your hair, which would be curled and you'd wear it down... a pretty white dress; not one of those ball gowns or anything, just something slinky, understated, so your natural beauty could be the star. Maybe that's just me though," Draco said, a serene smile on his face as he glanced down at his future wife. Draco knew that his mother wouldn't let up. When Narcissa Malfoy set her sights on something, she didn't rest until she got it; and if she wanted a date for the wedding to be set, Luna wasn't leaving that room until she'd gotten it. So instead of trying to 'rescue' her, Draco tried to please both his mother and his soon-to-be wife.

"That sounds nice," Luna said, softly, letting Draco cup her face in his hand, his thumb lazily stroking her cheek. "You've given this some thought."

"Uh huh," Draco said, pulling her towards him so that her head rest under his chin. "I always figured we'd have a fairly small ceremony. Something intimate, just our family and close friends and maybe a reporter or two, to please my father. Maybe we could wait until mid-May, so all the flowers are in bloom and April showers are over. That way we can get married outside with all the beautiful flowers and trees, without having to get soaked to the bone because of sun showers. I bet the Minister of Magic himself, or even Dumbledore, would agree to head the ceremony."

"That would be lovely," Luna said, getting a bit excited about the actual wedding after hearing Draco's rendition. "Let's do that."

"What?" Draco asked, unsure of which detail he'd described that she was fond of.

"All of it," Luna said. "Exactly as you said it. It sounds perfect, like the wedding I'd actually want if I'd sat down and dreamed it up."

"Then its settled," Narcissa said, jolting Luna and Draco out of their private conversation. Luna had been so wrapped up in picturing the thoughtful and well planned imaginary ceremony Draco was describing, that she'd forgotten that Narcissa and Rosmerta were even there. "Rosie and I will get started on interviewing wedding planners, so you needn't worry about a thing. The only thing you'll have to do Luna, is give the final okay on all of the details. After all, this is your wedding. Oh, and your gowns will be your little pet project. I'll contact the premiere wedding gown designer to meet with you, so you two can talk over how you want to look for the big day."

"Oh, this is so exciting," Rosmerta said, hugging Narcissa tightly. Luna and Draco rolled their eyes, as the two grown women giggled mercilessly about the impending wedding. "It's November, so the wedding is just about five months away. Five months!"

"Merlin, there's so much to do," Narcissa gasped, rushing out of the room, Rosmerta following close behind. As the two witches headed down the hall, Draco and Luna could hear them going on about how Lucius needed to contact the Prophet and have them put an announcement in the paper about their engagement.

"So much for keeping it low key," Luna laughed, wrapping her arms around Draco's neck.

"Yeah," Draco said, nodding. "You gotta love them, otherwise you'd kill them."

"Where's Lanny?" Luna asked, letting Draco trail kisses down the side of her neck.

"Father's giving him the 'what it takes to be a Malfoy' speech again," Draco laughed. So far, poor Lanny had been forced to endure that speech three times, and that's only counting the one's Draco knew about. Who knows how many times the he'd had to sit through it while Luna and Draco were out on one of their dates.

"Again?" Luna asked.

"Father calls it being thorough," he said.

"Thorough?" Luna said, wiggling an eyebrow at him. "So that's where you get your being thorough from." Draco just laughed, knowing that they weren't talking about speeches anymore. "Can you believe he crawled?" she asked, changing the topic.

"No," Draco said, pulling away from her slightly, so he could look at her face. "I'm still in shock. My Mum says that things are going to change, big time. She's says that once he's mobile, he becomes a handful, or at least I was. Lanny may be different. All I know is, Lanny can't make friends with any other babies for a while. Dad told me that Blaise, Goyle, Vincent and I used to drive our Mums crazy when we were together; and for our sanity's sake, I'd like to maybe avoid that."

"So, it looks like we've got a rather interesting few months in front of us," Luna sighed.

"I think it's more like an interesting seventeen years," Draco corrected. "Not that I'm complaining; it'll be interesting."

"No, you're right, interesting is good," Luna replied, pressing her lips against his.

"Yeah, who needs boring," Draco agreed, kissing her back. "Dull is for losers... and Malfoy's aren't losers."

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SORRY THIS WAS SUCH A SHORT CHAPTER. JUST SO YOU KNOW, THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL SKIP AHEAD TO A FEW DAYS BEFORE THE WEDDING. NARCISSA SAID THAT SHE WAS GOING TO HAVE A WEDDING PLANNER HANDLE MOST OF THE WEDDING DETAILS, SO I DON'T PLAN ON WRITING ABOUT THAT PART. STILL, IT SHOULD BE PRETTY INTERESTING. PLUS. I'VE A NICE BUMP IN THE ROAD IN STORE FOR THEM : )

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