Authors Note: well i think this story will be over soon, who knows.

tfobmv18: You make me want to write.
bcain17: I am rather pleased with Hermione getting yelled at i must say.
Thu: i was hoping it wouldnt sound like many others, thanks.
PyroAngel8605: haha.
EpicLoVeFan: the best friends are basically the ones that tell you you're wrong :P

Chapter 11

"Ginny?"

"Yes Pansy."

"Where was I when Draco bared his soul to Harry?"

"You were trying to convince Luna to put your anniversary in the paper."

"That long ago?"

"Yep."

The Marriage Law was introduced late in the night, no one would hear a word of till the afternoon of the first. Since Hermione's lunch date with the girls her and Draco did not speak to each other unless it involved their son. Said son was dressed formally and hating it.

The door creaked open.

"Hermione?" And there she was, in all her wedding dress glory.

"Draco. What are you doing here?" Her voice was slightly on edge with all her nerves of the day getting to her.

"I wanted to talk."

"Clearly I'm busy."

"And it's obvious that I don't care." And he truly did not give a damn.

"Well talk then leave." She turned her back to him to face her mirror to put on the last snip-bits of make-up all the while looking at his reflection from the corner on her eye.

"Don't marry him."

"Not this again. Look Draco, Mike is a good guy, he's not some zombie or whatever you think he is. He'll be there for Cal when you can't be." She sounded confident when she said that.

"You don't know anything on the Marriage Law Hermione, Cal has to take his family name."

"Then take custody of him!" She wanted to scream, and scream, and scream till she could scream no more. She wanted her wedding day to be magical, but because of Draco, all the magic seemed to go.

"Obviously he would stay with you," he said. Draco had pleaded with her, begged her even. "Why do you hate me so much?"

It broke her very heart, "I wasn't happy."

Draco was glad that no one was in the room with them, he had seen his son running around with James. It a fit of rage of hearing those three little word he grabbed to closest thing to him, begin a glass frog for luck, and threw it just inches left to the mirror, to which she sat in front still not turning to face him.

"How the fuck weren't you happy?" Anger seethed out of every word. However Hermione seemed to have lost her voice at the moment. "God Hermione, one miscarriage, you were barely a six weeks into it. Astoria went through three! Three fucking miscarriages before having her girl. She was eight months with the first one when it died, now that is something that would break up a marriage. Have you seen Ron lately? They aren't able to have anymore children… that is something that can make people drift. But have you seen them? Fucking right as rain those two."

She finally turned around, bringing her fingers to the edge of her eyes to stop tears. "We were so young, we got thrown into something we weren't ready for. Something that wasn't going to last."

"Ya we did, but we managed. The fuck is wasn't going to last? How could you know that? You broke us apart because you didn't think I'd continue to love you?"

"I was scared, I was nervous, who knows what you would do."

"What are you talking about?"

"At seventeen you already slept with half the girls in our year, we wouldn't have lasted, don't say we would have. I was protecting myself. I let you stay around, Cal needs you, he always will. God you were with someone a month after we broke up Draco, I couldn't take it. I told everyone I was fine, that it didn't bother me, but it did. I waited, and I found someone that won't leave me down the road for someone younger, prettier, Mike will be there for me. I'm sorry."

"Hermione-"

There was a knock at the door, a knock that she'd been waiting for forever. A knock that would end their conversation.

"Draco, when you stop loving me in a year or two, maybe then we can have this discussion. Till then I'm getting married to someone I care very deeply about." She said as she maneuvered her way around him in her wedding dress, and while turning to knob she gave one final look at the man who appeared broken.

"I won't stop loving you," he whispered as he caught her gaze. She sighed and walked out the door. Then talking to himself he said, "It might seem like obsession, but I'm not going to lose you." He did feel like he was stalking her.

Everyone was to be seated ten minutes ago. From the corner of his eye he noticed the door open just barely as a tall skinny redheaded body came in, taking the seat in the isle in the back just across from him. Always right on time? Yes, the backseat was the best, easier for him to run out if need be.

Hermione had already walked up to the alter, the Minister himself had decided to do the first binding marriage. Works were said about loving, for all eternity, marriages, then those fated words made themselves known.

"Speak now or forever hold your piece."

She expected so much out of that statement. Luna said nothing, Harry said nothing, Ginny said nothing. And Draco who had sat way in the back had said nothing, though he was worried about what would happen next seeing as how nothing was happeneing to begin with. Nothing was said and now. The Ministry barely had time to continue talking however when he started to go on with the ceremony.

"Excuse me, it seems that this wedding cannot be continued," Percy Weasley said as he got up from his seat which was across from Draco. "I was waiting to see if other would have a problem with this marriage, but none seemed to speak up."

"What do you have to say Mr. Weasley?" asked the Minister. "What would force these two people apart?"

"It would seem that miss Granger here is already married." Percy had said and Hermione looked to the back of the room to where she knew Draco would be sitting.

Indeed he was sitting, with a smirk on his face.

It seemed that Hermione Granger knew who was to blame. Hitching up her wedding dress she stomped over to his seat, and by the time she got there he was already standing and was about to make his exit.

"Don't you fucking go anymore Malfoy," she hissed. Mumbles and grumbles were heard in the background. Same with some cheers and 'thank Merlin's.

"Well Hermione, what a lovely day, didn't expect to see you here," Draco replied to the hysterical woman in front of him.

"I'm married?" Her voice was loud and angry when she asked him.

"Well Granger - guess I shouldn't be calling you that, it would appear so." He said to her, trying to be as calm as possible. He glanced over her shoulder to look at the man that would have been her husband, he looked dreadful, like shit was about to fly out of his mouth. Draco turned his attention back to Hermione. "What do I call you now?"

"I don't know, what do we call me?" She yelled back to Percy full of anger, "What's the name now Percy?"

"That would be Malfoy."

Everyone was far to focused on the dynamic duo to pay attention to the man stepping behind the Minister and out of the scene, his handsome face turning into a dark musky color as his clothes seemed to blend into his skin.

The magic was truly gone on this day.