Draco walked up the stairs to his bedroom and ripped his tie off throwing it onto the floor. He tossed his jacket off onto his desk and run him hands through his hair letting out an angry sigh. He wanted to marry Astoria! Even if he didn't really love her he knew he could be happy with her forever.

After changing in to his pajamas's Draco slumped onto his bed and stared up at the ceiling until his mother entered the room. "So, what do you think?" she asked him sitting on the bed with her son.

Draco turned to his side facing his mother, "she's okay I guess... What about Astoria? Can't I marry her instead?"

Narcissa frowned at her son before combing her hands gently through his hair, "you don't want to marry her. She's supporting Granger's muggle and werewolf laws, we don't need a woman like that representing the Malfoy name."

"But she's fun and smart, and beautiful!" Draco whined, "Daphne is so... so bland and rude."

The mother cupped her son's cheek moving his face to look at hers, "You two will figure out how to be happy. Its tradition-"

"You fell in love with dad. And you got to marry him so why can't I be with Astoria?"

Narcissa saw the regret gleaning in her son's eyes. She wanted him to be happy as all mothers do but she also new how important this marriage was to both families. "This is finale Draco, the wedding is one month away and your engagment party is next week so I suggest you give her the ring before then." Without another word she stood from the bed and left her son alone in his room.

The next few days had been torturous for Draco, he had spend hours with Daphne sending out press releases about their engagement. He had given her the family ring just minutes before their Witch Weekly photo shoot which was probably the most pain experience in his last forty eight hours.

"Okay, now one of just the bride." The old witch behind the camera ordered. Draco stepped away from the curtain and over to the food table were they were serving cauldron cakes. "I think her head is actually getting bigger." A voice behind him laughed.

Turning Draco came face to face with his beautiful brunette, " What are you doing here?" he asked pulling her into a surprising hug.

"As the maid of honor its my job to watch the bride at all times. I almost locked her in the supply closet when she asked me to fetch her a butterbeer." Astoria then took a sip of the drink in her hand making Draco laugh.

"You mean the one you are carrying?"

"Yep!" She doesn't need any sugar her dress barley fits as it is." She laughed looking at Draco confused look, "I may be tightening the waist line a little bit more everyday."

"You're cruel." He smirked.

Astoria chuckled, "she has been cruel for much longer than I have." She slipped her pinkie around his, "Let's go out back."

She dragged him out the back door towards the gathering of trees and sat him down on the browning grass still holding his smallest finger, "one month. Can you believe it?"

Draco look Astoria dead in the eye, "No."