Happenstance
Chapter 37: The Big Day
The two weeks leading up to the wedding flew by, and before Draco and Luna knew it, the morning of their wedding had already arrived. Luna was a wreck, and Draco wasn't in much better shape. Usually, he was pretty good under high stress situations, but for some reason, that morning he wasn't even able to shave without nearly killing himself. It was so bad, his father had to help him. Lucius hadn't helped his son shave since he was sixteen. He had to admit, it was kind of nice for Draco to actually need him for something. It had been a while since that had happened. Luckily, Luna had a bit more luck shaving her legs than Draco did his face, so she didn't have to ask Rosie or Narcissa to come and help her with that.
While she may have been able to get herself ready for the wedding without much trouble, Luna couldn't quite manage to keep her food down. All morning, every time she ate or drank, Luna would dash off towards the rest room, unable to stop herself from getting sick. It wasn't until Narcissa brought her some saltines and warm tea with honey, that Luna's upset stomach finally began to settle.
"Poor thing," Narcissa said, kissing Luna atop her forehead. "You're a nervous wreck." Luna just nodded.
"Better that, than her coming down with something the day of her wedding," Rosie said, handing Luna another saltine.
"Good point," Narcissa said, nodding at her best friend. "Are you feeling up to getting ready now?" Luna nodded and made her way to the chair in front of the awaiting hair dresser. The poor witch had been waiting for Luna to stop getting sick so she could do her hair, for over an hour now. Since it had taken so long, they were now officially running late, and she would have to hurry to get Luna's hair and make-up done in time.
Unlike at her engagement party, Luna had decided to leave her hair down, but she did elect to let the hair dresser curl it and use pretty hair combs on either side of her head, to keep the hair out of her face . Since the wedding would be during the afternoon, and the sun was sure to make its presence known Luna had kept her make up simple, using only shimmery eyeshadow, a pale pink blush and lip-gloss. Since she'd decided on keeping her hair and makeup simple, it wouldn't take up too much of their remaining time before the ceremony for her to get ready.
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In no time at all, Luna's hair and make were done and it was time for her to get into her wedding dress. The gown Luna had chosen was made of antique ivory lace and had three quarter sleeves. It also featured an off the shoulder neckline and a corseted waist, which bunched her breast up uncomfortably, but it looked nice, so she was willing to put up with it. Her gown was very fitted through the hips and front of the skirt, but in the back, just below her rear, it flared out into a long cathedral train. Since the dress utilized tiny buttons to keep it closed, Narcissa and Rosie had to help her get it on.
"My word," Narcissa muttered, staring at Luna's reflection in the mirror. "You're glowing." Rosie was too busy crying to say anything, so instead she just nodded.
"Thanks," Luna said, turning to face Narcissa and Rosie. Peaking over at the clock, she saw that the ceremony was scheduled to start in just thirty minutes, so they would need to leave really soon if they were to get to the lakeside venue they'd chosen, on time. "We should get going."
"Merlin," Narcissa said, looking at the time. "I can't believe how fast the mornings gone by."
"We'd better head downstairs," Rosie agreed. "Your father's probably having a heart attack since we're not down there already." Grabbing her bouquet of pale pink and cream colored orchids, Luna headed towards the door.
Standing at the bottom of the stairs, nervously waiting for his daughter to come down, stood Luke, gently rocking Landon back and forth in his arms. Everyone else had already headed out to the venue hours earlier, so the girls could have the house to themselves while they got ready. Lucius had left it up to Luke to get the girls to the ceremony on time, but it looked like it was less and less likely that it would happen. As Luna began to slowly walk down the stairs, her father's breath caught in his throat at the sight of her.
"It's official," he whispered to her, as she came to stand next to him, "You're not my little girl anymore."
"You'd have thought her baby that you're holding would have tipped you off," Narcissa said, laughing. She knew exactly how Luke was feeling, even though she'd chosen to make a joke about it. It wasn't all that long ago she'd been crushed to feel the tethers between her and Draco being infinitely stretched, and she knew just how horrible and frightening a feeling it was. Her only comfort was found in the fact that she knew that Draco would experience the same thing, once Landon had grown up and found a woman of his own. 'That'll teach him,' she thought, triumphantly, however childish it was.
"So, I suppose there's no getting you to change your mind about getting married?" Luke asked, as he linked his arm with hers and headed towards the door.
"Not a chance," Luna replied, smiling up at her father brightly. "In fact, I don't think I've ever been more sure of anything in my life."
"Well, so long as you're sure," Luke mumbled, his eyes still filling with tears.
"I am," Luna repeated. "Shall we?"
"If you must," he said, leading her out to the carriage that was waiting to take them to the ceremony.
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Draco was a nervous wreck. He'd been dressed and ready for over an hour now, and had long since begun his nervous habit of pacing back and forth, which was driving his father, Blaise and Goyle crazy. They'd tried everything they could to try to take Draco's mind off of his impending nuptials, but nothing seemed to work.
"Sit down!" Goyle barked, staring at Draco as if he'd lost his mind. "You're driving me mad with this pacing business."
"He's right," Lucius agreed, pointing at the arm chair next to him, signaling Draco to take a seat. "Wearing a hole in the carpeting of this lovely suite they've provided you, won't make things go any quicker. In fact, it would be a miracle if Luna makes it to the ceremony on time. So, if I were you, I'd make myself comfortable. It'll be a while."
"Luna's always on time," Draco said, sitting down next to his father. He really hoped that she would be on time; Draco really didn't think he could stand waiting much longer. "Do you think you guys could give me a few minutes alone?"
"Why?" Blaise asked, tossing a cashew into the air and catching it in his mouth. "Do you want to spend a little while crying your eyes out over the fast approaching loss of your bachelorhood?"
"No," Draco said, throwing one of the small finger sandwiches the caterers had sent up to him at Blaise, and hitting him square on the forehead. "I just need sometime to collect myself. It's a big day for me, in case you dolts haven't figured it out." Not liking his son referring to him as a dolt, Lucius cleared his throat warningly. "Not you, Father."
"Let's hope not," the elder Malfoy replied, standing and dragging Blaise and Goyle up by their forearms, directing them to the doors. "We'll, head out to the altar and greet some of the guests."
"Thanks," Draco said, pouring himself a small glass of brandy.
"Don't get too carried away," Lucius said, pointing at the amber colored liquid his son was getting ready to consume. "If you need me, just summon me, and I'll be here." Draco nodded, downing his drink in one gulp.
For nearly twenty minutes, Draco sat in the quiet of his groom's suite, contemplating the event that was getting ready to take place. He didn't have a single doubt in his mind that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Luna, but the profoundness of one's wedding day wasn't lost on him. Forever was a very long time, sure of his bride or not, and he couldn't ignore the nervousness that had set in.
"My wife," Draco whispered, testing how it sounded coming from his mouth this close to the actual wedding. Of course he'd slipped up and accidentally called her his wife on more than one occasion; but now that they were getting ready to make it official, he wanted to make sure that it still sounded as perfect as it always had. Sure enough, calling Luna his wife, still gave him that same tingling feeling in the pit of his stomach. Too wrapped up in his thoughts, Draco didn't hear the door behind him opening and someone walking towards him.
"Draco," a familiar female voice said, her hand running along his tuxedo clad shoulder. Draco's head jerked around, knowing that it wasn't Luna. A very stunned Draco came face to face with a pair of pale thighs. Looking up, he discovered that the bare legs belonged to none other than Pansy Parkinson. A scantly clad Pansy for that matter. Blaise and Goyle weren't exaggerating when they said that Pansy planned on skanking up his wedding. Somehow, she'd managed to squeeze her body into a pair of too small white satin hot pants and a matching halter top. Not only did she look like a street walker, but the coloring completely washed out her pallid flesh, making her look quite ill. "Draco," she repeated, as he stared at her, his mouth agape and a look of disgust on his face. "I just wanted to thank you for the invitation."
"A letter would have sufficed," he said, standing and stumbling backwards, trying to get away from his way too close ex-girlfriend. "You should get to your seat."
"No," she said, trying to sound sultry. "I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be. I'm with you, just like I was meant to be."
"Enough, Pansy," Draco said, taking her by the forearm and trying to lead her to the door. Not wanting her plan to be foiled this quickly, Pansy twisted her body around his, backing him up against the wall. Not giving him a chance to protest, she flattened herself against him, and kissed him. The moment her lips touched his, Draco started trying to get her off of him. Only problem was, she had a mouth like a blow fish, and she didn't plan on letting go anytime soon.
"Well look what the cat dragged in," Lucius said, his casual drawl resounding through the room. Gripping Pansy by the back of her neck with the firm grip of his right hand, Lucius pried her off of his struggling son. "You've gained weight," Lucius observed, not caring that his words were quite cruel. "Girls with thighs like those shouldn't wear such short shorts. I do hope you'll remember that in the future." Not giving him a chance to say anything more, Pansy stormed out of the room.
"She just jumped me!" Draco said, trying to defend himself before his father jumped to any conclusions about what he'd just seen. "I was just sitting here and she..."
"I know," Lucius said, waving off his son's concerns. "She really has let herself go. I never would have told you to start dating her if I'd known she'd turn into a hag so quickly."
"To think, I could have been married to that," Draco laughed, nervously. "Father, I didn't want her to kiss me."
"You don't need to explain anything to me. I know you love Luna and you wouldn't do anything to hurt her. At least not on purpose. But, inviting Pansy to the wedding was just asking for trouble, though I do understand why you did it. Who wouldn't want to get revenge on someone who'd made a fool of him, but your desire for vengeance has put you in a pretty tight spot."
"How so?" Draco asked, confused.
"I don't for one second doubt that if Pansy has the gall to show up at the actual ceremony, she'll make her presence known... in front of everyone, including your bride. Let's just hope, she doesn't put her mouth on you again, and Luna sees it. She may be a fairly calm witch, but I don't doubt that she'll be hell to deal with when pissed off."
"Yep. Apparently, Professor Snape didn't tell you about how she let him have it in front of the entire class, when he'd told her that he'd chucked her research," Draco laughed.
"No, he didn't," Lucius said, smirking.
"Its the first time I've ever seen him blush because he was embarrassed," Draco said. For several moments, Draco and Lucius were quiet, before Draco asked, "Should I tell Luna what happened?"
"Not today," Lucius said. "If you tell her at all, I'd wait until after your wedding night."
"Good point," Draco said. "She probably wouldn't want my lips anywhere near her, if she knew that they'd been within a foot of Pansy. Hell, I don't even want them near me, and their mine." While Draco and Lucius were busy laughing over the joked he'd just made, the door came flying open and Blaise and Goyle came it.
"Did I ever tell you how much I love your Mum," Blaise laughed, nearly tripping over Goyle, who was also doubled over in laughter.
"Why?" Lucius asked, curiously. He knew that whatever had those two so amused had to be bad.
"She just let Pansy have it," Goyle interjected. "When she saw how that witch was dressed, she started ranting and raving. Kept calling her a harlot who wasn't worth a knut. It was priceless! I thought Pansy was going to cry."
"Well," Lucius said, feeling more than just a bit proud of his wife. "Let's just hope that my dear wife made enough of an impact to keep that tramps mouth shut throughout the ceremony. If not, we may have a very pissed off bride on our hands."
"Oh, by the way," Goyle said, stuffing a handful of cashews into his mouth, "Luna got here about twenty minutes ago. Luckily, she hadn't been with your Mum when she flipped out on Pansy."
"And let me tell you, mate," Blaise said. "She looks hot."
"What's new?" Draco said, only half paying attention, thanks to his being so worried about whether or not Pansy was going to try something else. Though he wouldn't admit it, Draco really wished he'd listened to Luna and just hadn't invited his ex at all.
"It's time," Albus Dumbledore said, peaking his head inside the door of the groom's suite, informing them that it was time for them to take their places, as the wedding was getting ready to begin.
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As she stood at the top of the stone steps that were situated along the hillside and led to the large garden side lake that had been chosen as their wedding location, Luna couldn't believe how many people there were waiting for her. This certainly wasn't the small intimate ceremony Draco had described to her, but it was beautiful nonetheless. The stone steps were her and Draco's version of an aisle, and they were staggered along the grassy hillside. It was a rather long walk down to the alter, and she could barely see where Draco and Albus Dumbledore, who was presiding over the wedding, stood waiting for her. As she heard the orchestra begin the wedding march, and felt her father leading her towards the first step, Luna felt a big ball of nerves forming in the pit of her stomach. Doing her best to ignore it, she allowed herself to begin her walk down the aisle.
After making if most of the way down the steps, Luna was wishing that they'd chosen a venue with a shorter aisle; her heels were killing her feet. Not one to let the situation get the best of her, Luna tugged on her father's arm, forcing him to stop. The sounds of their guests gasping, thinking that she had changed her mind, resonated through the air, but Luna just smiled at them and used her father for support, so she could bend over and remove her stiletto sandals. She really wished she would have thought the idea of wearing stiletto sandals through a bit more.
"Sorry," she said, laughingly, as she looked at the worried looks on their guests faces, "that's a heck a walk." Many of the witches who were close by, knowing exactly what Luna was talking about, laughed at her explanation. Righting herself, Luna continued her now shoe-less walk toward her groom. As soon as Luna was close enough, Draco stepped forward and took her hand from Luke. Both Luna and her father realized that Draco was deviating from what they'd rehearsed the previous afternoon during the rehearsal luncheon,and they tried to whisper to him to get back up next to Albus. Ignoring their words, Draco continued trying to take Luna's hand from her father. It wasn't until Albus took him by the arm, and led Draco away, whispering to him, 'don't get ahead of yourself,' that he finally remembered that they'd spent a great deal of time practicing exactly what they were supposed to do, and that he wasn't doing it.
"Sorry," Draco mouthed to his mother, inwardly winching as he heard the guests snickering, and saw the displeased look on his Mum's face. He even looked over at Luna and Luke, and neither could hide the look of amusement on their faces. Instantly, his cheeks turned bright red.
"Calm down," Albus said, to the guests, as the laughing spread, "our dear Draco is just a big over eager to get things moving."
"He just wants to hurry up so they can get on with the honeymoon," Blaise joked, high fiving Goyle from their front row seats.
"Blaise," Lucius hissed, warningly, as he glared at the boys. Hearing the people laugh, caused Landon, who was sitting in Lucius' lap for the ceremony, to giggle and flail about; thinking that everyone was trying to goad him into being his usual adorable self.
"Dada," Lanny mumbled, stretching his arms out in the direction of his father, who stood just a few feet away. Draco had to do a double take. Lanny had only ever really called him Mama, and when he heard his son address him properly, his jaw dropped. When Draco didn't start praising him right away, Landon started shouting Dada even louder, over and over again. "Dada! Dada! Dada!" Draco rushed over and took his son from Lucius, fussing over him for finally calling out for him.
"I don't bloody well believe it!" Draco enthused, showering Lanny with kisses; which was heaven for the spotlight loving baby. "It took you long enough."
"Better late then never," Luna said, leaning over and kissing her son on the forehead.
"Shall we?" Albus interrupted, playfully petting Landon's hair. Draco nodded and made to hand his son back over to Lucius, but Lanny wasn't having it. The moment his father tried to move away, Landon erupted into a fit. Within a moment, Draco had gathered Lanny back into his arms, and slightly embarrassed, returned to his spot next to Albus. "Maybe you should have your mother hold him" Albus suggested.
"No," Luna said. "He's not going to go for that. He's been really fussy all morning. Draco can hold him." Albus smiled, and nodded at Luna, clearing his throat before beginning the ceremony. Since Landon had seen fit to completely throw things into disarray, their previous afternoons rehearsal had gone out the window, and Albus decided to just start the actual exchanging of vows.
"Two lives, two people, so very different, yet so similar. Together, you stand as one, sharing your future, as it comes. The past is just that... past. The true buds of your love have yet to blossom, but with care and trust, the best is yet to be revealed." Taking Luna's right hand into his, Albus placed it within the palm of Draco's only free hand, as the other was occupied with holding Lanny. "Before you are joined together in marriage, in my presence and in the presence of these, your family and witnesses, I am bound to remind you of the solemn and firm nature of the relationship into which you are about to enter. Marriage, as most of us understand it, is the voluntary commitment of a man to a woman, and a woman to a man; to the exclusion of all others, and is entered into with the desire, the hope and the firm intention that it will last for life." Before continuing, Albus looked back and forth between Luna and Draco, searching for the slightest hint of apprehension on either of their faces. Seeing none, he went on. "This is the time that you have chosen to become husband and wife. We are here, not only to witness your commitment to each other, but to wish you every happiness in your future life together. Marriage is founded on sincerity and understanding; which leads to tolerance, confidence and trust. We believe that those qualities, which have attracted you both to each other, can be best developed during a life spent together. A happy marriage will enable you to establish a home with love and stability; where your family and friends will always be welcome. While you both may be confident in your readiness to commit your lives to one another, I must ask, is there anyone present who feels that these two people ought not be bound to one another from this day forward?"
"I do!" a shrill female voice shouted out. Loud gasps filled the area, as people stared up at the still inappropriately dressed Pansy Parkinson. Albus sighed loudly, silently wondering why anyone would have bothered inviting her to the wedding. "I can't let you marry her!"
"Funny," Draco said, embarrassed, "I don't recall asking for your permission."
"I love you," Pansy said. "I know that things haven't always been perfect between us, but I really think its important that we try to work things out... especially now."
"What do you mean especially now?" Luna snapped, rolling her eyes. She knew that inviting Pansy to the wedding would end badly, but Draco just wouldn't listen and now, on their wedding day, they were having to listen to this rubbish.
"I'm pregnant," she said.
"Oh, now I've had enough!" Narcissa shouted, before anyone had a chance to respond to Pansy's outlandish claim.
"I didn't..." Draco stammered, to Luna. "I never..."
"I know that," Luna assured him, stroking his cheek as they watched his mother storm down the aisle towards Pansy. As soon as she reached the brunette witch, Narcissa's hand was raised, and came down hard across Pansy's pallid face with a resounding whack!
"You listen to me, you obnoxious little whore. You will not ruin my baby's wedding day. He's been waiting a nice long time to marry Luna, and I'll be damned if I'm going to stand by and force my son and his bride, not to mention, our guests, listen to whatever filthy lies you plan on spreading. The smartest move Draco ever made, next to falling in love with Luna, is dumping your sorry ass. Now, you have a couple of choices. You can either turn around and leave of your own accord, or I can drag you out of here by that stringy grease ridden mess that you call hair. The choice is yours." For several seconds, Pansy stared at Narcissa, a terrified look on her face, before dashing away from the ceremony as quickly as she could. Turning on her heels, Narcissa faced her guests and offered up an apology for Pansy's outburst. "What can I say," she laughed, "Draco's a hard wizard to move past." The guests laughed at her joke, and Narcissa made her way to the seat, signaling to Albus to continue.
"Well, that was interesting," Albus sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose, warily. "Now, where was I?"
"Doesn't matter where you were," Draco said, the coloring gone from his face. "Just get to the vows. Get us married... before Pansy comes back." Luna laughed, unable to stifle it. Draco looked so panicked by Pansy's interruption. Perhaps, if she'd been aware of the incident that had occurred earlier that afternoon in the grooms suite, Luna would have been a bit more worried about Pansy trying yet again to get Draco to change his mind. So far, she'd made two attempts, and Draco was kind of worried that there might be a third.
"Alright then," Albus said, understanding where Draco's desire to speed things along was coming from. "Draco, please recite your vows to your bride."
"I, Draco, affirm my love to you, Luna, as I invite you to share my life. I promise always to respect your needs. I will endeavor through kindness, unselfishness and trust to achieve the warm rich life we now look forward to. To this end, I call upon all present to witness that I take you, Luna, to be my lawful wedded wife; to have and to hold, from this day forward; for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, so long as we both shall live." Just as Draco was finishing his vows, Landon reached up and grabbed hold of his lips, staring at them fascinated. Laughing softly, Albus turned to address Luna.
"Luna please recite your vows to your groom."
"I, Luna, affirm my love to you, Draco, as I invite you to share my life. I promise always to respect your needs. I will endeavor through kindness, unselfishness and trust to achieve the warm rich life we now look forward to. To this end, I call upon all present to witness that I take you, Draco, to be my lawful wedded husband; to have and to hold, from this day forward; for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, so long as we both shall live."
"Draco," Albus said. "Take this ring; I deliver it upon you." Draco took the platinum diamond ring and matching diamond encrusted wedding band from Albus with his free hand, careful not to jostle Landon, who had calmed down. "Placing this ring on the fourth finger, or your brides left hand, repeat after me. With this ring, I thee wed."
"With this ring," Draco said, "I thee wed."
"Luna," Albus said, repeating the actions he'd just done with Draco. "Take this ring; I deliver it upon you." Much like Luna's wedding band, though wider, Draco's ring was also made of platinum and had diamonds set into it. "Repeat after me. With this ring, I thee wed."
"With this ring," Luna repeated, as she stared up at the love of her life; their son resting peacefully against his chest. "I thee wed." And she meant it. She really meant it. There was nothing more she'd ever wanted than to be that man's wife, and she highly doubted that she'd would ever want for anything, now that she was so close to having him.
"Love is always patient and kind. It is never jealous. Love is never boastful or conceited, it is never rude or selfish, it does not take offense and is not resentful. Love takes no pleasure in other people's faults, but delights in the truth. It is always ready to excuse, to trust, to hope. It is always ready to endure whatever comes. True love does not come to an end." Albus took both Draco and Luna's left hands, and placed them palm to palm. "You have declared before all of us that you will live together in marriage. You have made special promises to each other, which have been symbolized by the joining of hands, taking of vows and the giving and receiving of two ring's. By the authority vested in me, by the Order of Merlin, I now pronounce you to be husband and wife. Now that the ceremony is over and the experience of living together day by day is about to begin, go and meet it gladly. You may now kiss your bride." Careful not to disturb Landon's nap, Draco leaned forward and kissed his new wife. Little good their being careful not to wake Lanny did, seeing as how everyone began applauding loudly, instantly waking the baby, who erupted into loud cries. Breaking apart, Luna took Lanny out of Draco's arms and consoled him, as the newly married couple walked back up the aisle.
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"So, how does it feel to officially be Mrs. Draco Malfoy?" Draco asked, as he and Luna slowly swayed across the dance floor, the song 'Only You' playing in the background. After eating and listening to all of the toasts, Draco and Luna had started dancing, barely stopping in between songs. Even Landon, who was now lying down for a nap in one of the back rooms being watched by Narcissa, had joined in on the fun a bit earlier. When he realized that a dancing baby always gets people's attention, it had taken nearly twenty minutes to convince Lanny to stop dancing so he could lay down for his nap. That was when Draco declared to everyone that his son was the 'life of the party'. "Do you feel as completely satisfied, as I do?"
"Yes... Like all my dreams are coming through," Luna said. Though it sort of sounded like she was being sarcastic, Luna was being completely serious. She really did feel like all of her dreams had come true. Since she was so happy, she felt that it was only appropriate to make sure that Draco was just as happy. "I've got some news for you."
"What?" Draco asked, still kind of wary that maybe Pansy had mentioned something else to Luna.
"I went to see the medi-witch earlier this week," she said, smiling as she rested her head against Draco's shoulder, still dancing. "I'm pregnant."
"With a baby?" Draco asked, sounding hopeful. Had he been thinking clearly he probably wouldn't have asked such a ridiculous question.
"No, a duck, and I'm not looking for to the delivery," she joked, looking up at him. "Of course, its a baby."
"This is fantastic!" Draco exclaimed, overcome with happiness. Though he hadn't meant to, his shouts had gotten everyone's attention. "Is it a girl?"
"It's way too soon to tell," Luna replied, kissing Draco. "I'm only about five weeks along."
"What's fantastic?" Blaise asked, nosily, leaning away from his dance partner so he could impede on Draco and Luna's conversation.
"Luna's pregnant," Draco enthused, careful to keep his voice lower this time.
"You knocked her up again!" Blaise exclaimed, unintentionally shoving the poor witch he had been dancing with halfway across the room, so he could hug Luna and Draco in congratulations. "That's wonderful. It had better be a girl. I'm getting kind of tired of hearing Draco bitch cause Lanny doesn't look adorable when he picks his nose." At this point everyone in the room was now aware of the young couples good news.
"What?" Luna asked, not really understanding what they were talking about.
"Draco's convinced that a little girl looks cute when she picks her nose, and that Lanny just looks gross," Goyle interjected, joining the celebration. Leaning in, he hugged Luna before the couple was bombarded with congratulations from the other guests, most of whom Draco and Luna didn't really know.
"Out of my way!" Narcissa shouted, tearing through the crowd of people who were surrounding Draco and Luna. When the news had made it to Rosie, she'd ran straight to Narcissa, who was still watching Landon while he napped, and told her of what had just happened. "Move, damn it!" Once she was finally able to see the young couple, Narcissa let her excitement be seen. "That's why you kept getting sick this morning... and when you were getting ready for the engagement party?" she asked, wrapping her arms around Luna and Draco simultaneously. Luna nodded, her eyes welling up with tears of happiness.
"Congratulations," Lucius said, leaning down to hug his son and daughter. "You're like rabbits."
"Yeah," a young witch said, as she made her way towards Luna. "Be careful you don't start multiplying the Weasley's do." Looking up, a very shocked Luna came face to face with Hermione Granger, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley.
"You came," she said, hugging Hermione. Normally, Luna would have been a bit annoyed that three of the people she'd invited hadn't sent back their RSVP, but she was too shocked to see them to care. Though it was quite rude to come to the reception and not attend the actual ceremony.
"Yes," Hermione replied, her eyes teary up. "It was a beautiful wedding. Draco's mum letting Pansy have it was priceless."
"You were there?" Luna asked, confused. "I looked for you guys, but I didn't see you."
"We were hiding," Harry interjected.
"Yeah, we're spineless," Ron explained, his cheeks blushing.
"I could have told you that, Weaslby," Draco shouted, from his spot a few feet away, where his mother had his face in a death grip as she kept kissing him over and over again, going on about her new grand baby.
"Ignore him," Luna said, waving Draco off. "I'm so glad you came."
"We're just glad you wanted us to be here. After the way we treated you, I wouldn't have blamed you if you refused us water were we dying of thirst," Harry said, genuinely looking as if he felt bad. "I really am sorry for the way we treated you at Hogwarts. You didn't deserve that."
"Yeah," Ron agreed, "Me too." Hermione nodded, too busy trying to stop herself from crying to say much of anything.
"Everything happens for a reason," Luna said, smiling at them. "If I hadn't been so upset, Draco and I probably never would have gotten together. I don't even want to think about what my life would be like without him and Lanny, and this little one." Luna gently pet her stomach, which still showed no signs of being occupied.
"So, you really love this clown?" Harry asked, looking as if he didn't understand how that could possibly be true. Lucius overhead Potter's comment, and 'accidentally' let his elbow catch the boy in the back of the head.
"Whoops," Lucius said, smirking.
"Yes, I do, Harry," Luna replied, giving Lucius a 'don't do that again' sort of look. Lucius just shrugged and walked over to his son, trying to help free him from his mother's embrace. Having composed herself, Hermione turned to Luna to ask the one question that had been on her mind for over a year now.
"Do you think we'll ever be able to be friends?" she asked, fearing the answer.
"Of course," Luna said, not knowing if it were true or not, but still wanting to give it a shot. There was no doubt in her mind that if she were to attempt a friendship with those three, things would be different then they had been while they were students; Luna wasn't about to put herself in so vulnerable a place as she had been.
"Good," Hermione said, smiling, just as Draco came up behind his pregnant wife.
"Sorry to interrupt," Draco lied, "But I'll be taking my bride back now." Without another word, Draco took Luna by the hand, so they could finish the dance that had long since been interrupted.
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IT'S OFFICAL, IF I EVER WRITE ANOTHER STORY WHERE THE CHARACTERS GET MARRIED, I'M GOING TO HAVE THEM ELOPE : )
THIS IS THE SECOND WEDDING I'VE WRITTEN AND I'M OFFICALLY OUT OF IDEAS. SORRY IF THIS ONE SUCKS, BUT ALL OF MY GOOD WEDDING IDEAS WERE USED UP ON MY OTHER DRACO STORY. I WAS TEMPTED TO CUT AND PASTE THAT ONE INTO THIS STORY, BUT I RECOGNIZED SOME OF THE PEN NAMES OF THE REVIEWERS FROM THE LAST STORY AND I FIGURED THEY MIGHT PICK UP ON THE SIMILIARITIES : )
HOPE YOU LIKED IT.
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