Authors Note:

Thank you all for reading! Much appreciated!

Bonnie x

The Big Day

"You look dashing Draco!" My father patted on my back, he helped fix my suit and adjust my tie. Victor and Blaise beamed with delight at me – everyone was so excited for this bloody wedding.

"I heard Astoria looks sexy in that wedding dress," Victor hinted, trying to get me in the mood.

"I'm sure she does." I replied blatantly, my father left the room and I was left with my best men.

"So, did you see any good looking women in the chapel?" Blaise questioned Victor who smirked back.

"Remember the Yule Ball? My date? She is looking rather stunning in this mini-"

"Hermione is here?" I cut him off before he could even finish the word. They both stared at my reaction.

"Yes, she is. You invited her, remember? Anyway, so I am thinking of trying to get with her later," Victor smirked, "Wouldn't be the first time."

"Stop it." I cut him off again, anger bubbling inside of me, "I mean, this is my big day. I need you two lads with me!" I chuckled, reassuring them as they nodded unsure of my reaction.

"Draco, it's time." My father popped his head in our room. The blood drained from my head and I felt light, my two friends patted me on the back and shoved me out of the door and into the chapel.

I slowly walked down the aisle, greeting my 'guests'. I barely knew any of these people, they were all ministers, celebrities or of some kind of importance. As I walked closer to the front, a brunette stood in a royal blue halter neck. The same one I had met her in. Her hair lay on her lower back and her smile lit up as she spoke to several people. Her attention turned towards me and our eyes met. It was as if we stood there staring at each other for a lifetime. She bit her made up lips and her eyes filled with tiny droplets of water, she nodded and turned her attention away from me.

As I stood on the platform, people took their seats and the music queued. The large carved doors swung open and a beautiful bride stood before my eyes. The gown fit her waist tightly and swooped down in many layers of snow white fabric and carried on behind her. Her face was covered by a veil and a white rose bouquet was held by her manicured hands.

Astoria walked with her father up the aisle, the guests oohing and aahing as she floated passed them. Finally she met my side and smiled at me. Our hands intertwined and the ceremony began.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to unite this couple, Astoria Greengrass and Draco Malfoy, as one." The pastor began my head turned to Hermione who sat on the edge of her seat.

"Do you, Astoria Greengrass, take Draco Malfoy as your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do." Astoria beamed and gripped my hands even tighter, oozing with excitement.

"Do you, Draco Malfoy, take Astoria Greengrass as your lawfully wedded wife?"

My eyes met Hermione's. My body felt as light as a feather, my head felt as heavy as a cement block. My heart pumped violently in my chest as if it was about to explode, it yearned for freedom. My breathing became shallow and I felt warm and then cool.

"Draco," Astoria squeezed my hand and hissed, "What are you doing?"

My mouth felt as if the Saharan desert had been dumped inside and my vision became blurry. The crowd became restless and Hermione frowned at me.

"I don't think I can do this." I whispered, Astoria looked taken aback. Her face grew darker and her grip became tighter, cutting off all of my circulation.

"What do you mean you can't do this?" she hissed at me like a snake.

"I can't marry you, Astoria." I turned to Hermione, then to my parents and then to my best men who looked confused, "You end the wedding and leave me."

"What?" Astoria shrieked back, louder for people to hear.

My vision became so blurry that I couldn't even see her anymore, minute black spots appeared and I swayed back and forth until I hit the ground.

Everything was dark yet I could hear the crowds shocking response.

"Draco!" called several times, each a different voice. One was so distinct and so loud that that was the only one I cared about. Hermione.

"Draco, is this Hermione Granger?" Bellatrix shrieked at me, my father waiting for my approval.

I did not respond, I couldn't Hermione's eyes terrified of what will come next. The knife was held to her throat, making my stomach twist.

"Draco, you know this is her. You've already caused enough damage and failure in this family, after you wouldn't kill Dumbledore!" Lucius hissed violently in my ear.

"It is fine Lucius, my dear! We might just need to show a bit more...torture." she spat and yanked Hermione by her hair, so that she fell onto the scuffed floors.

"Now, I know you and your little friends were out and about searching for Horcruxes. And funny enough, my sword, you know the Sword of Gryffindor disappeared from my vault! And oh look! There it is! Which means you stole it!" Bellatrix sat on Hermione, hissing every word in her ear.

"Please, I didn't take it. It wasn't me..." Hermione began pleading and weeping for her life.

"Liar!" Bellatrix began engraving Mudblood onto Hermione's milky skin which came out looking like something from a horror movie. The blood trickled down her arm, contrasting against her skin.

"Draco!" she screamed and her body shrieked with pain.

I sat up bolt-right in my bed, gasping for air. The tears were gushing down my pale skin. What had I just dreamed?