They apparated into the one of the rooms that was just off of the main part of the church. Ginny grabbed another bottle of champagne that was sitting on one of the end tables beside the couch and poured it into everyone's glasses.

"Ginny I can't walk down the aisle completely wasted," Hermione laughed.

"It's just to ease the nerves," Ginny protested.

"This is the last one. I'm nervous enough that I'm going to fall without having all this alcohol in my system."

Ginny perched herself on the arm of the couch and took a sip out of her glass. There was a knock on the door and Pamela went to open it. There was Mrs. Weasley and in her arms Damien.

Hermione picked up her skirt and walked over to her son. Mrs. Weasley handed him to her.

"There's my little man, all dressed up in his dress robes," Hermione cooed.

The door opened again and in walked Maria.

"You look breathtaking," she said to Hermione.

"Thanks."

"And going down the aisle with that train it's going to look amazing."

"Well I hope so."

Hermione turned to the full length mirror and looked at herself. Her dress she admitted did look pretty good on her. The dress that she had finally decided on was a Tulle, Ball gown with beaded lace appliqué on her bodice and her skirt. It had a chapel train that when she walked down the aisle would fan out behind her. She turned around to look at the back of the dress where it laced up. What had sold her on the dress was the train. When she had first saw the dress she didn't think they would be married in a church so she said that there was no way that, that large of a train would work. Once she and Draco had agreed on a church wedding she went and purchased the dress right away. The lady at the shop at promised her that there were no duplicates of this dress which Hermione was pleased about.

The wedding was going to be the wedding of the year. Hermione at first was reluctant, she didn't want her picture to be on the social page of Witch Weekly but somehow someone talked her into it. Deep down this was exactly what she wanted, what girl didn't want their wedding to be amazing.

Mrs. Weasley said to Hermione, "Draco wanted to see Damien before the ceremony."

"Oh of course," Hermione gave him a kiss and then handed her little son over to the plump red headed witch who turned and walked out the door.

"I'm going to go find my seat," Miranda said.

"Okay."

Miranda gave Hermione a hug and whispered, "I'm so proud of you. Good luck."

"Thanks."

Her mom turned and walked out of the room.

Hermione walked over to one of the large windows that looked over the grounds and thought about this huge wedding came about.

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Draco was lounging on the sofa in the room just off from the alter. In his hand was a glass of Firewhiskey which he was sipping. Harry and Ron were standing by the door in deep conversation and Draco's other groomsman Adam was pouring himself another Firewhiskey. Adam and Draco had been friends before they went to school but then Adam went to Dumstrang and Draco went to Hogwarts. They hadn't talked in years and then Adam showed up when Draco was at work asking for a job. Draco had hired him.

Harry and Ron walked over and leaned against the wall across from Draco and Adam.

"I can't believe you are doing this man," Adam said.

"Well what can I say," Draco said.

"You're giving up your freedom man."

"I kinda did that already," Draco muttered.

"I talked to Ginny and Hermione was apparently a wreck this morning," Harry said.

Adam snorted and then said, "See even she doesn't want to go through with this."

Draco lifted his glass and took a long gulp hoping it would stop the butterflies in his stomach. He didn't look it but he was extremely nervous. He was thankful that he was able to fool people with what he was feeling.

"How's it going with that boy of yours? You see him very often?" Adam asked.

Draco stopped himself from getting up and punching Adam in the face. Adam was a good drinking buddy but didn't have any idea what it was like to have to have any responsibilities. Harry and Ron and learned to not even listen to Adam.

There was a knock on the door and Ron went and opened it.

"Oh, hi Mom, Damien."

At the mention of his son's name Draco got up and walked over to the doorway. Adam was still rattling on about how if you had to have a kid it was best if you had little to do with it because it just messed up your life, it wasn't your fault that she got knocked up, or so he thought.

Damien was handed off to Draco and Mrs. Weasley said she would be waiting outside the door to take Damien after.

Draco closed the door with his foot and carried his son over to the couch and sat down. Damien reached for his Dad's hair but Draco grabbed his hand before he could mess it up, "Not Daddy's hair little man. How's Mommy doing?"

Damien grinned up at Draco.

"Does she look good all dressed up? Wait your Mommy always looks good."

Damien started to make his baby sounds that didn't make sense to anyone.

"You look good little man all dressed up. In a few years all the ladies are going to be after you. Your Mommy won't like that will she?"

Damien smiled again.

"That's right, well I better get you back to Mrs. Weasley," Draco stood up and crossed the room. Just as he was reaching for the door handle Damien started to scream.

"Shut him up will you," Adam roared.

"You shut up Adam," Draco said as he rocked Damien trying to get him to quite down. The door opened and Mrs. Weasley walked in, "Is everything okay?"

"Yeah everything's fine," Draco said.

"I just heard Damien screaming," Mrs. Weasley said, "And I thought you might need some help."

"I can take care of my own son," Draco growled.

"Fine," Mrs. Weasley said.

Draco finally calmed down Damien and handed him off to Mrs. Weasley. As Mrs. Weasley walked down the corridor Damien looked back with big tearful eyes at his Dad. Draco smiled at him and then walked back into the room and closed the door. He picked up his Firewhiskey and in one gulp downed what was left in the glass.

"Harry can I talk to you for a second?" Draco asked.

"Sure," Harry replied.

"Outside."

Harry stepped out the door and Draco followed him and closed the door with a click. In the dark corridor Draco began to pace. Back and forth he walked until he stopped and placed his hands on the wall above his head.

"Draco…"

"Not now," he growled.

"Okay."

Harry watched Draco who just leaned up against the wall trembling.

"Mate, are you okay?"

"No I'm bloody well not okay."

"Well can I do anything?"

"No."

"Are you still going to go through with it?"

"Of course I will, why would you ask such a thing?"

"Well…" Harry tried to figure out the easiest way to tell Draco.

Draco stood up and turned to Harry, "You never saw this. If you tell anyone…" he left the threat hanging, "Understood?"

"Yes."

"Good."

Draco walked back into the room but Harry didn't follow him.

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Hermione was standing at the window looking out at the snow that had begun to fall. It wasn't sticking yet but she knew that it would be soon.

Ginny said to Pamela, "That would be an amazing picture."

Pamela nodded her agreement.

Obliviously the photographer heard them because she started snapping pictures.

Hermione knew that the photographer was taking pictures of her but she didn't turn to stop her, she just kept staring out at the snow falling.

The door opened and Harry poked his head in, "Ginny," he called.

Ginny turned and walked over to him. "What?"

Harry motioned for her to step outside the door which she did. Once the door had closed Ginny said, "Is something wrong?"

"Why, does something have to be going wrong for me to see my girlfriend?"

"Harry what happened?"

"Okay Draco's having second thoughts also. He said he needed to talk to me out in the hall and then he didn't say anything, all he did was pace and then finally when I asked him if he was okay he said he wasn't."

"And?"

"But then I asked him if he was going to still go through with it and he said he was. Oh he also said that I wasn't to tell anybody that I saw him freaking out."

"I won't tell anybody," promised Ginny. She wrapped her arms around him and gave him a kiss.

"You look beautiful you know."

"Thank you, and you look pretty good yourself."

Harry was just leaning in to give her a kiss when Maria ran down the corridor in a frenzy, "Harry what are you doing here, you're supposed to be up with the groom and groomsmen right now? The ceremony's about to start," Maria opened the door behind Ginny and hurried in. Ginny gave Harry a small smile and then followed Maria into the room.

Ginny picked up her white bouquet of roses and Hermione's red and white rose bouquet and walked over to Hermione's side, "Hermione, it's time," she said quietly.

Hermione turned from the window and accepted the flowers from Ginny with a soft, "Thanks."

"Not a problem."

Maria ushered them out into the foyer of the church where everyone lined up. First Hermione's flower girl Hilary who was of some distant relation to Draco, then Andrea followed by Pamela and then Ginny who was her Maid of Honor. Hermione was the last in line. Her Dad walked up to her and took her arm.

"I love you," he said.

"I love you too Dad."

The organ started to play and the doors opened and everyone in front of Hermione began to walk down the aisle. Once they had reached the alter Maria nodded to Hermione and her and her Dad started to walk. All the guests stood up when they saw the bride and cameras flashed. She tried to smile but was so nervous that she was more concerned about not tripping, but when she looked up at the alter and saw Draco all her nerves vanished instantly. He smiled at her and she smiled back. When they reached the alter Jason grasped Hermione's hands and gave her a kiss then he whispered, "I love you," again. Ginny came forward and Hermione handed her flowers to her, then Jason placed Hermione's hands in Draco's. "Take care of my little girl," he said to Draco.

"Yes sir."

"And never hurt her."

"Dad," Hermione protested.

"I would never," Draco replied.

"Good," he turned and headed to his seat next to his wife.

"You look amazing," Draco whispered.

"Thank you."

The Minister stepped up and began the ceremony.

Neither of them remembered any of the ceremony, they were in a daze. They heard the Minister say, "I know pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride."

Hermione wrapped her arms around her new husband and he put his arms around her waist and they kissed. Once they pulled apart they saw all 500 guests on their feet clapping. Ginny walked up to Hermione and handed her, her flowers, "Congrats," she said.

Harry took her arm and they walked up the aisle, Pamela and Ron followed and then Adam and Andrea. The Minister said, "I know present to you for the first time Mr. and Mrs. Draco Malfoy."

Draco took Hermione's arm and they walked up the aisle. In the foyer the photographer ushered them so they could have their pictures taken. They were to have them taken outside in front of one of the huge trees in the garden. It was snowing out and freezing cold but a sort of invisible bubble had been set up to keep them warm and dry but the snow continued to fall around them. The photographer was getting everyone in their positions for the photo because the snow was falling harder but it still hadn't built up on the ground which was a good thing, because if it did then they wouldn't see Hermione's gown in the pictures. Finally all the pictures were taken and the guests had made their way to the reception hall. Hermione, Draco and their wedding party were the only ones left at the church.

"Congratulations," Ginny and Harry said.

"Yes," everyone agreed.

"Thanks guys," Hermione said.

"Are you heading to the hall now or what?" Ron asked.

"I'm going to change and put my evening dress on for the ceremony," Hermione said.

"Then we're going to pick up our bags at the Manor and drop them off upstairs at the Hotel before we go for the reception," Draco said.

"What time does the reception start at?" Pamela asked.

"Well we're scheduled to arrive in two hours, and we'll all walk in together," Hermione said.

"So we have two hours to kill," Harry said, "And we'll see you then."

Ginny and Pamela both gave Hermione hugs and then apparated with their boyfriends. Andrea barely even looked at Hermione and then she apparated. Adam nodded at the newly weds and also apparated.

"Well let's get you changed Mrs. Malfoy," Draco said.

Hermione laughed and kissed him and then they apparated back to the manor.

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"It's a shame that you only got to wear this for a short time," Draco said as he helped Hermione by unlacing the back of her dress.

"Well I can't dance in it, it's just a ceremony dress. And are you saying you'd want me to wear this dress for awhile?"

"Well I like it on you, but I like it even better off you if you know what I mean?"

She laughed as she slipped out of the dress.

He pulled her towards him and stroked her arm. "Whatever you do don't mess up my hair."

"You could fix it though, right?"

"Well I guess so, but…"

He pushed her back on the bed and started to rip her lingerie off, her dress lay forgotten on the floor. She pulled at his dress robes and then realizing there was an easier way flicked her wand and his clothes disappeared. Now they both lay on the bed with nothing on. He muttered a contraception charm before anything happened, better safe than sorry. She felt how hard he was against her thigh and reached down and grabbed him and inserted him into her. Within seconds he was plunging into her. She came first and it was so powerful that she screamed out loud. Draco kept pushing into her and he came with a loud moan. Hermione felt him release inside of her. They untangled themselves from each other and lay on the bed panting. Once their breathing had returned to normal Hermione stood up and went to fix herself up for the reception. Draco rolled off the bed and found his dress robes. With a quick spell they would look as good as new.

Hermione appeared awhile later dressed in an ivory floor length evening dress that had a slit up the middle to the mid point of her thighs. The back had a tie that criss crosses across her back with the extra part of the tie flowing down her back. Her hair looked almost like it had before but not quite and her makeup didn't look anything the same.

"Still gorgeous," Draco said.

"Thank you."

"Your mom wasn't there was she?" Hermione asked quietly.

"I don't know, I saw somebody lingering towards the back that might have been her."

"I'm sorry," Hermione said as she wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close.

"Don't be."

Draco grabbed their bags and said, "Ready to go Mrs. Malfoy?"

"Are you ever going to stop that?" Hermione laughed.

"I don't know, do you want me to? But I'm warning you if you want me to I'll be very upset because it would sound like you didn't like being my wife."

"I would never do that."

"I should hope not."

"Well are we going?"

"Sure."

With a pop they apparated to the Hotel where they dropped off their bags at the front desk and then headed up stairs. In the corridor they met up with everybody. Everyone was in the reception hall waiting for the wedding party to appear.

"There you are," Maria said, "It's time to go in, you were cutting it close you know."

"We're here so what are you complaining about?" Draco said.

"Well line up."

Everyone did and then they filed in. When the MC announced, "And finally Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy," Draco and Hermione started to walk through the doors. Hermione hadn't made it more than one step when she was swept off her feet, "Draco," she squealed.

"Shhh," he said.

He carried her to their head table and that's when he placed her back on the ground. They sat down and Mrs. Weasley rushed up with Damien and handed him to Hermione.

"Thanks Mrs. Weasley," Hermione said.

"It was no problem."

Then the reception began.

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a/n Whew 50th chapter, well I hope it was okay, remember reviews are always great to see when I open my inbox. I can't believe that this story has been going for a year and a few weeks. It doesn't seem like that long. Cheers