A/N: Sorry that this came out so late but the ideas weren't flowing. I meant to update this two days ago but I went on a mini-vacation and didn't get the chance. Enjoy!
A/N: So I've gotten lots of positive feedback and I just want to say thank you to all the people who alerted or reviewed my story! However, the amount of traffic I got compared to the reviews is pretty sad. I know a lot of you are reading so please review! It will feed my muse and make me update faster! Thanks.
Warnings: Slash and strong language
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and all rights belong to J.K. Rowling
My Best Friend's Wedding
By TheSlytherinIcePrincess
Chapter 2
The next morning, Draco woke up with a groan. He stood up and stretched out his muscles, wincing at the sharp pain in his neck. His pain along with the lack of sleep he got made a very grumpy Draco. Add that to the fact that he had to spend his day helping Harry with his wedding made him want to crawl back in bed and never come out. But Malfoys were never ones to hide from the world. Instead they got up and spat in its face. With that thought in mind, Draco quickly got dressed and fixed his hair. He skipped breakfast knowing that Harry would feed him and quickly assembled himself in front of his fireplace. He grabbed a handful of Floo Powder and threw it into the flames. He quickly stepped inside and shouted "Number 12 Grimmauld Place!". Immediately he was rushed through a series of fireplaces until he arrived at the right one. Stepping out, the first thing he saw was Harry. He brushed off his clothes and smiled at his best friend and crush.
"Good morning Draco." Harry said cheerily
"Yes. Good morning Draco." the Weaselette-soon-to-be-Potter smirked as she wrapped two possessive arms around Harry.
Draco groaned inwardly. This was going to be a long day.
HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD
Harry looked up from the wedding catalog he was supposed to be reading. Across from him sat Draco who was staring idly into space. Ginny sat on his left, chattering on about wedding details that Harry really didn't care about. All he knew was that it was bloody expensive. They had been here for hours, neither being able to agree on anything. Draco had watched with barely concealed amusement as Harry and Ginny fought over every small detail. Harry had originally wanted a small wedding like Bill and Fleur's but when he had asked Ginny about it, she threw a fit. She had demanded a large fancy wedding with hundreds of guests and the best of everything.
"Don't you think I deserve the best Harry?" she asked threateningly
"Of course dear." He had replied, efficiently placating her for now.
"Harry? Harry!"
He was snapped out of his musings by Ginny who was glaring at him angrily
"Harry! Have you even been listening to anything I've been saying?" she accused.
Draco looked at them with a smirk.
"Help me." Harry pleaded with his eyes
"Harry! Stop staring at Malfoy and listen to me! I said that I want the flowers imported from Brazil and..."
"What?" Harry interrupted "Do you know how much that's going to cost?"
Ginny put on her angriest face and they went at it once again.
HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD
Draco sat on the side watching Harry and the Weaselette argue. They had been doing this all day and they hadn't agreed on anything. Draco knew that in the end the Weaselette would win and Harry would sit there sulking until eventually they would fight over something else. Although Draco found it extremely satisfying that Harry and She-Weasel weren't getting along he also noticed how upset Harry was, and that made Draco upset. Why couldn't Harry see how unfit they were for each other? Obviously there marriage would be unstable if they couldn't even agree on one bloody thing. Draco sighed and pulled a hand through his hair in agitation.
"I can't take this anymore!" Harry suddenly exclaimed "I'm going out."
"Where?" Ginny demanded
"To get a drink!" Harry walked to the doorway and motioned towards Draco. "You coming?"
"Gladly." Draco hopped off his chair and followed Harry out the door, stopping to smirk at the Weaselette's seething face on his way out. They headed into the walkway of Grimmauld Place and apparated to the Leaky Cauldron with a snap.
When they arrived, they immediately took a seat in a secluded booth in the back. A waitress came over to take their orders. Harry still looked too irritated to talk so Draco took the initiative and ordered their usual.
As the waitress walked away, Draco turned towards Harry.
"First day of your engagement and you're already fighting like cats and dogs." he joked lightly.
Harry's dour face softened a bit. "Yeah, it's not like we haven't fought before. We'll get over it. We always do." he replied
Draco looked at him sympathetically "Are you sure Harry? Like, really, really sure that she's the one." he asked, hoping he'd get Harry to reconsider his rash engagement.
"Of course, I love Ginny," Draco winced when he said that. "And it's not like we're the only couples who fight."
"Well, don't you think you've kind of rushed into this?" Draco asked
"Draco, I've known Ginny for half my life and we've been dating for two years. I don't think I'm rushing into anything. Besides, I think its time for me to settle down and start a family. I've always wanted a family." mused Harry
"Well, if you really think so..." Trailed Draco
"You may think that now, but I won't give up on you Harry." He thought.
Their drinks had arrived and they switched to more lighter, happier topics.
HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD
Later that evening when Draco got home and had his nightly talk with his mother, he glumly made his way to his study and fire-called Pansy.
"Why hello Draco my dear friend, how have you been? I feel like I haven't seen you in ages!" Pansy greeted him.
"I just saw you three days ago Pans." Draco answered
"Yes, and that's like a million years." She whined
"You are such an over exaggerator Pans." He teased.
"Okay, I know you didn't just call to chat about my dramatic antics because we do enough of that during lunch, which by the way we are going to have together tomorrow." She babbled.
"Whatever you say. And yes, you're right. I didn't just call to chat." He answered. "Harry is getting married."
"Oh Draco, I'm so sorry." Pansy sympathized. She was one of the two people who knew about his infatuation with the Boy-Who-Lived, her and his other best friend Blaise Zabini.
"It's okay I guess, but it really pisses me off that it's the Weaselette he's marrying." vented Draco
"I know. I could never stand that girl either. Such horrible fashion sense." sighed Pansy
"Yeah. She's completely wrong for him but Harry won't listen to reason. I'm beginning to think that I should just let him be." said Draco dejectedly.
"Uh, who are you and what have you done with my Draco?" Pansy admonished.
"What are you talking about Pans?"
"Well, the Draco I know would never give up on the man he loves that easily. The Draco I knew was never such a...a... Hufflepuff!" shrieked Pansy.
"Am not!" whined Draco. "How dare you! Take it back."
"Not until you man up." She chastised.
"You're right! I'm a Malfoy and Malfoys always get what they want."
"That's the Drakey I know and love. Now, go out there and woo the pants off Potter!" cheered Pansy
"Merlin, we are so weird." noted Draco "And don't call me that!"
Pansy laughed, "Okay, good bye Drakey!" She abruptly closed the floo with a whoosh.
Draco just sat there staring into the fire. Malfoys always get what they want. But how?
HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD~ HD
A/N: And the plot thickens! Kind of... Please review! I'll update faster, I promise.