I'm not the kind of girl
Who should be rudely barging in
On a white veil occasion
But you are not the kind of boy
Who should be marrying the wrong girl
Dominique Weasley stood outside the church door, wondering if she was doing the right thing. It will be so rude, she thought, to burst in on their wedding. And what if he doesn't want me back? No, I have to tell him how I feel anyway. He shouldn't be marrying her, it should be me.
And so she smoothed her dress, took a deep breath, and walked in.
I sneak in and see your friends
And her snotty little family
All dressed in pastel
There was Timothy Nott, talking to someone whose back was to Dominique. It was probably one of Matt's other friends. She had to make sure not to be seen by them or the game would be up. And there was Ms. Daphne Greengrass, mother of the bride, wearing a pale green gown that didn't particularly flatter her. Her younger daughter, Melanie, was dressed in light blue. The two of them gave off an air of obnoxiousness that made Dominique wonder how Matt could possibly consider marrying into that family. As well as the fact that the bride's unknown father was most noticeably absent.
And she is yelling at a bridesmaid
Somewhere back inside a room
Wearing a gown shaped like a pastry
Dominique heard the shrill tones of Scarlett Greengrass, bride-to-be and longtime enemy of Dominique. Ms. Greengrass sighed, said something to Melanie, and exited through one of the doors in the chapel. Dominique could see a disgustingly puffy white dress as the door swung shut. Scarlett did always have gaudy taste.
This is surely not
What you thought it would be
And I lose myself in a daydream
Where I stand and say
Don't say yes, run away now
I'll meet you when you're out
Of the church at the back door
Don't wait or say a single vow
You need to hear me out
When they said "speak now"
She wondered if Matt knew what he was in for. He couldn't, or else why would he have agreed to marry her? Dominique was not usually given to fantasizing, but she couldn't help it then. She imagined the priest saying "If anyone has a reason why this man and this woman should not be joined in holy matrimony, speak now or forever hold your peace." And then Dominique would stand and make a dramatic speech about why Matt should not marry Scarlett. She would tell him to meet her outside. And he would.
Fond gestures are exchanged
And the organ starts to play
A song that sounds like a death march
Dominique watched as people, some she liked, some she disliked, and some she didn't know, smiled, shook hands, and greeted each other. They probably all thought it was a good match. The organ started up. She vaguely wondered why anyone would play a bridal march in minor.
And I am hiding in the curtains
It seems that I was uninvited
By your lovely bride-to-be
She ducked into the curtains in the side of the room. She had not been invited and didn't want to be seen. Scarlett probably didn't want Dominique to come because she was afraid she would interfere with her perfect wedding.
She floats down the aisle
Like a pageant queen.
But I know you wish it was me
You wish it was me
Scarlett walked down the aisle in the snobby manner Dominique had grown used to during school. Some things never changed. Her glossy brown hair was pulled up in a bun. She looked beautiful, Dominique had to admit. But Dominique also knew that as beautiful as she was on the outside, Scarlett Greengrass was anything but on the inside.
Don't say yes, run away now
I'll meet you when you're out
Of the church at the back door
Don't wait or say a single vow
Your time is running out
When they said, "speak now"
Again, the image of her objecting to their marriage flashed through Dominique's mind. Should she do it? Matt would only have so long to respond...
I hear the preacher say
"Speak now or forever hold your peace"
There's the silence, there's my last chance
I stand up with shaking hands, all eyes on me
The priest was talking, and he came to the part where Dominique was supposed to object. All was quiet, and Dominique knew it was now or never. There was a reason the Sorting Hat had chose Slytherin over Gryffindor. But couldn't she be brave just once? Dominique stood.
Horrified looks from
Everyone in the room
But I'm only looking at you.
She could feel everyone staring at her, feel all the shock and horror that had entered the atmosphere as she stood up. But she could only see Matt Zabini, the man she loved.
I am not the kind of girl
Who should be rudely barging in
On a white veil occasion
But you are not the kind of boy
Who should be marrying the wrong girl.
So don't say yes, run away now
I'll meet you when you're out
Of the church at the back door
Don't wait or say a single vow
You need to hear me out
When they said, "speak now"
"Matt, you shouldn't be doing this. I've loved you all these years, and I know you've felt the same way. So please, don't say 'I do,' don't marry her. It's wrong, and we all know it." It was a little less dramatic and a little more pathetic than Dominique had intended, but she felt she'd gotten her point across nicely. It felt so wrong and so right at the same time. Now she had to wait for him to say something. Or to be kicked out of the church.
And you say
Let's run away now
I'll meet you when
I'm out of my tux at the back door
Baby, I didn't say my vows
So glad you were around when they said
"Speak now"
Matt smiled and looked at Dominique with love in his eyes. "Dom, I guess I was hoping this would happen! I love you too. Let's go!" He walked down the aisle, ignoring the gasps and faint protests coming from the assembled crowd.
Matt took Dominique's hand, and together they walked out of the church towards their new life.
"Speak Now" by Taylor Swift. All lyrics in this story are from elyrics. net.