Here Comes The Bride
8th March 2005
Draco Malfoy
I walked slowly up the steps. Each step I took, I knew I was going to regret forever. I felt the wind pressing onto my skin. The cold weather was nothing out of the ordinary. I walked towards the huge entrance, stepped up to the door, and knocked three times. I waited, and soon the door opened with a creak. A pale, young blonde was behind the door. There was a look of surprise which she immediately changed to a smirk.
"I see you're back, Draco," she said, still smirking.
"I will marry Lynette," I said slowly, "only if nothing happens to Hermione Granger."
"Come in, you must be freezing," she said as she opened the door widely for me.
My footsteps echoed loudly against the cold floor. For a split moment, I realised that this was where I'd spent sixteen years growing up. This is the infamous Malfoy Manor. The furniture made the whole house look creepy. There was no cosy ambience. There was no warmth; there was no love. Only cold, dark things lay beneath the walls.
"I see you've started to grow out of this house," Hazel said loudly, still with a smirk on her face.
"I've spent sixteen years growing up in hell, and I didn't know that until now," I said coolly.
Hazel looked taken aback, but then she quickly changed her expression.
"I can see how much that Mudblood has changed you, Draco."
"Don't you call her that!" I hissed angrily.
"Funny, I thought it was you who told me she was a filthy Mudblood," Hazel said with a cool tone.
I narrowed my eyes and pointed my wand towards the fireplace. At once, fire erupted and I could feel warmth coming from the dancing flames. I took a seat on the elegant armchair in front of the fireplace.
"I've come to talk about Hermione's safety," I said to Hazel.
She smirked and took a seat next to me.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt her. But you will, Draco. You will hurt her," Hazel said in a soft but venomous tone. "Sooner or later, you will break her heart and tear her into a million pieces."
"Shut up! You just shut up!"
"Well, well, well, Draco… Draco. You've grown a hell of a lot. Isn't this exciting? To watch you protect a Mudblood… This is interesting; this is the 'bomb'. You'll kill your poor mother's nerves," Hazel said in a sing-song voice.
"I will marry that bloody woman, but you'll have to obey my terms," I said in a threatening voice. "It's a compromise."
"The wedding will be in a month's time. You just make sure you're there and leave the rest to me. And yes, including that Mudblood's safety. If you'll be nice, I'll probably make sure she doesn't know about the wedding, forever," Hazel said with an evil smile.
"Fine." I got out of my seat and walked straight towards the door. But Hazel's voice stopped me.
"Not so fast, Draco," she called. "You see… to make sure you're there on the wedding day, you'll have to stay here for a month."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Well, we've got lots of planning to do. And we can't have you backing out when the day comes. Besides, don't you want to have a share in planning your wedding? They say," Hazel smirked, "weddings are supposed to last a lifetime." Hazel gave a mocking look and walked away. "Your room is ready for you. I knew you'd come back sooner or later. You can't run away," Hazel called without looking at me.
The next morning, Lynette was at the Manor for breakfast. She smiled to me as I sat down for breakfast. I narrowed my eyes and didn't return her smile. Slowly, I ate my porridge.
"So, Draco, I was just thinking that maybe we should go out, you know… get to know each other," Lynette said.
"I've seen enough to know what kind of person you are," I drawled.
Lynette looked taken aback, but then she smiled again. What is wrong with this woman? I cursed in my thoughts.
Hazel must've read my thoughts because she glared at me and narrowed her eyes. I wonder … since when has she been this evil?
"Oh, Draco. You have nothing better to do. Go out with her," Hazel said in a sweet tone, but her eyes were cold and icy.
"Whatever…" I said with a yawn.
Two hours later, I am seated in a room with Lynette chattering away about wedding plans. I don't know what the hell she's talking about, but seeing that she ignores me when she's talking, I decided to leave it that way. So far, I caught a few words like 'white, shimmering gown'… 'Paris!'… 'The first wedding I'm planning by myself!' and etc. Well, it's obvious that she's desperate to plan this wedding "by herself" so why should I stop her? As long as she leaves me alone…
"Draco!"
"What now?" I hissed.
This is not as easy as I thought it would be…
"Draco!" Lynette said in that oh-so-irritating voice of hers.
"What?" Draco said, half asleep. It's freaking two in the morning and WHY, of all times, has Lynette picked NOW to plan the wedding? All I want to do is sleep … so as Lynette's voice droned on, my eyes were getting heavier and heavier.
"So, I was thinking about Paris… My friend went there for her honeymoon, too, and it was wonderful! How cocky she was when she told us about Paris. Oh… I'd love to see the look on her face when I tell her I'm going to Paris, too. What d'you think, Draco? Draco? DRACO!"
My eyes snapped open as I was faced with a very angry Lynette.
"Are you even listening?" she snapped.
Nope, I said in my mind. "Yes, of course," I lied to her. "Rome's fine."
"I was talking about Paris! Not freaking Rome!" she shrieked.
WHAT'S THE DIFFERENCE ANYWAY? Everywhere I go with you is HELL! I screamed in my thoughts.
"You know, Draco, I thought you'd be a little more thoughtful. Hazel warned me that you're a bit difficult, but I can't believe you're SO difficult!" she snapped.
How I wish Hazel had warned me about how you could be such a control-freak! And oh, before I forget, a demanding, evil, insane, psycho and cruel woman that's going to be MY WIFE! I yelled in my thoughts.
"You know, the only reason I stayed up so late and risked getting eye bags is because you want to plan this wedding so much!" Lynette said angrily.
"What? So now it's MY FAULT? Woman! Listen here, I never wanted to marry you! The only reason I'm listening to you is because I'm being forced, threatened and blackmailed by my sister!" I finally screamed at her.
Arggh! She's blaming this on me now?
"You know what? I'll talk to you later when you've calmed down!" Lynette snapped and walked away.
"I AM CALM! I WILL BE CALM IF YOU JUST LEAVE!" I screamed at her retreating back.
I stood up and walked to my room. I tried opening the door, but it was locked.
"Arggh! Why is the door locked?"
"Don't you know it's bad luck to see the bride before the wedding?" said Lynette's evilly sweet voice.
"Open the damn door!" I screamed.
No reply. I banged louder on the door. Still no answer. I pulled out my wand and whispered, "Alohomara!" It wouldn't budge.
"Arggh! Woman! It is MY room in MY house! Why can't I go in MY own room!"
No reply. I cursed under my breath.
"Fine! The sofa's FINE!" I screamed with all my might as I stormed away to the living room.
From inside her room, Hazel could hear screaming that sounded much like Lynette and Draco. She smirked and said under her breath, "They're not even married yet and they're acting like a married couple already!"
"Good morning sweetheart," said a damned irritating voice. I opened my eyes and saw Lynette smiling at me.
"This is a dream…" I mumbled and closed my eyes again.
"Wake up, sleepyhead," she said again. I opened my eyes, and there she was again.
"This is a bad dream…" I muttered and closed my eyes.
"Wake up!"
"ARGGH! This is a LIVING NIGHTMARE! You are a living nightmare!" I shouted as I walked as far as I could from Lynette.
"But don't you want breakfast? I made toast!" Lynette called after me.
"English muffin? Porridge? Scrambled eggs?" she said again.
"Oh, forget it!" she screeched as what sounded like glass breaking could be heard.
I passed by Hazel who was awakened by the racket, and when she saw me she mumbled, "So much for getting up on the wrong side of the bed."
I walked to my room (which Lynette had vacated this morning) and lay down on my bed with a sigh. I rubbed my temples as I could feel tears rushing to my eyes. I really missed Hermione. Things just seemed to go wrong without her. She's everything I'm not, and she's my other half. I can't go back to being only half when I know what it's like to be whole. I am whole with Hermione…
"Draco?" said a small voice.
"Go away," I said in a flat tone.
"Oh, Draco, you can't be chasing your poor mother away, can you?" the same voice said.
"Mom?" I said as I sat upright.
And there I saw her, looking sickly but with a smile planted on her face.
"Draco… Draco… Draco… my boy. You have to stop all this."
"Stop what?"
"Stop fighting with your future wife!"
"I don't want to marry her, Mom," I said in an almost pleading voice.
"Oh, Draco. I didn't want to marry Lucius either. But I did and he turned out to be very nice indeed," Mom said in a soft voice as she took a seat next to me.
"Mom…"
"I know what it's like, Draco, but Lynette's a very good choice of bride. What's wrong with marrying her?"
"She's not what I'm looking for."
"Maybe she's not what you're looking for, but that doesn't make her a bad person or a bad wife."
"Mom, she can't make me happy, and I'm sure I'm the last person in the world who can make her happy. Why can't we just live our lives separately?"
"Because, Draco, that's what life is about! Not everything goes your way," Mom said.
"I don't love her, Mom! I can't love her! I love Hermione!"
"There's more to love than just love. Don't you understand, Draco? Listen to me – I don't want to say this, but you leave me with no choice – if you don't marry a pure-blood –"
"Here we go again! Back to the 'blood' issue!"
"No! You listen to me! I will not rest until you know this. For centuries, the descendants of the Malfoy and Black families have married pure-bloods! If anyone marries someone who's not a pure-blood, they will be kicked out of the family!"
"So what?"
"So, you are the last of the Malfoys! Your father does not have any brothers! If you don't marry a pure-blood, I will be forced to blast your name off the Malfoy Family Tree! You will end the family line that goes back for over a hundred years!"
"The Malfoys are so foolish as to give up their love because of a family line!"
That was it. Mom had reached her boiling point, and she blew it. She smacked me on the face and said, anguished, "Did I not teach you anything! You cannot be so selfish! Don't let the boy I raised be the one who ends the family line!"
"I only want to be happy! I'm tired of living up to your dreams! I'm tired of being the 'Malfoy Boy'! I just want to be normal! I quit Mom! I quit from this burden!"
"ENOUGH! You will marry Lynette Rivers whether you like it or not!" Mom shouted.
I've never in my life seen Mom so angry, and I was a little frightened, but then Mom regained her composure and smiled.
"Good day to you, Draco," she said as she walked out of the room.
"Draco, come help me pick a song for our wedding," Lynette said. "I'm thinking 'Witch Weddings' by Joaquin Hilda. Or maybe 'Forever Love' by Kasha James."
"Hmm… what about 'Double Trouble' by what's-his-name? Somehow, the line 'Something wicked this way comes' kind of rings a bell," I said sarcastically.
"Fine, let's not pick songs. What about flowers? I see a chapel decorated lavishly with pink roses," Lynette said with a smile.
"Let's not have flowers at all. Oh, what about poison ivy?"
"Wonderful! Pink roses are it!" Lynette snapped as she ignored my comments. "Next! Clothing! Ah… since the decorations are pink, why don't we dress in pink too?"
"Wow! How exciting! Why not have it in bright pink, too?" I said sarcastically.
"I think I feel a headache coming on. You and your stupid comments are giving me a headache!" Lynette snapped.
She inhaled sharply and instead of leaving the room (like she always does), she tilted her head back and cried, "HAZEL! I NEED YOU!"
Seconds later, Hazel came into the room, and she looked really pissed off.
"You'd better hope this is good," she hissed at me before smiling sweetly at Lynette and said, "Honey, what's wrong?"
Then Lynette started to cry loudly and threw herself into Hazel's arms. Oh, the sight was so sickening.
"This is so sick. I think I feel a major headache coming," I mumbled.
After Hazel had finally squirmed away from Lynette, I sat down and started to stare at Lynette.
"Sing a song for me, Draco," Lynette said in a husky voice as she undid the top button of her blouse. Is she trying to seduce me?
"What for?" I said nervously as she undid another button.
"Because I want to hear your voice," she replied in a sweet tone and stripped off her blouse.
Ok, where is the emergency exit? I need one right now! Note to self: When building a house with Lynette, make sure to have emergency exits.
Now, just clad in her bra and short skirt, she began to walk towards me. Then she pushed me onto the sofa and climbed on top of me. Wow, this woman is seriously desperate to get laid.
"Where's my song?"
She wants a guy to sing a song while shagging her? She's seriously insane. I need a song to get her off me!
"Here comes the bride, I'm horrified, here comes the bitch, all dressed in pink!" I sang quickly.
It worked! Lynette looked as if she'd been slapped, and I just wanted to laugh! Where did I come up with those lyrics? Lynette got off me and I stood up. She grabbed her blouse and put it on. I released the breath I've been holding and walked away, all the while restraining myself from laughing out loud. All the way to my room, I could hear Lynette screaming and shouting and cursing. Seriously, did Lynette ever take vocal lessons? She does have amazing vocals that won't quit, considering how she could scream in such a high-pitched voice. I shuddered and continued walking away.
A/N: So here's the deal, if you think this is nice, please review! I spent hours on this piece and I'm so proud of it! So please REVIEW!