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Epilogue- Part I

When they finally pulled away and caught their breath, Hermione whispered, "So we are getting married."

Draco chuckled and then shouted so that the whole world could hear it, "We are getting married…!"

A man stood in shadows, shocked at the news of them getting married. 'I can't believe this is happening', he thought. Their laughter brought him back to reality and he looked at the happy couple. He gazed at the woman's face, her beauty was multiplied by the sheer joy that he hadn't witnessed in a long time. The man looked truly happy as he stared adoringly at his fiancé. He thought 'So he really does love her'. Hermione laughed at something that Draco had whispered and the attention was back on her. Her laughter had always been contagious and the unknown man had a slight smile growing on his face. He shook his face and thought 'God I miss this'.

Ron Weasley had followed the couple in hopes of pleading with Hermione yet again. He had heard the whole conversation so now he also knew that the girl he loved was about to marry his arch enemy.

He had come to the party as the date of one of the guests in hopes to corner Hermione somehow. He hadn't drunk anything tonight so he was fully conscious of what was happening but instead of feeling the fury that was expected from him, there came a feeling of deep sadness and then shame.

He had heard Hermione's proposal so now he fully realized how badly he had hurt her. He had never meant to, but there was no denying that he had. He really needed to think about all that he had done; it was time for him to leave.

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6 months later

The Malfoy Manor was bustling with activity; everywhere you looked, elves dressed in tiny tuxedoes and dresses were leviating bouquets, decoration, wine bottles etcetera around the place. Standing in the foyer was a graceful lady, dressed in pale green robes, waving her wand to send things in various directions and simultaneously giving instructions to the helpers.

It was not every day that a Malfoy married the most popular muggleborn in the history of wizarding world. The manor gates were swarmed by reporters, but the ancient magic of the manor prevented them from entering the premises. The wedding was being covered by Dennis creevey who worked for the 'Quibler'.

Narcissa had found the newspaper intriguing and had agreed when Luna had offered her a weekly column on fashion and relationship advice. Hence Narcissa had decided that it would be the only newspaper that covered the biggest wedding of all time.

A man in black robes entered the foyer, his robes billowing after him. Only one man could successfully carry off that style; oh yes, it was Severas Snape. When the newspapers had announced that Draco Malfoy was getting married to none other than the golden girl Hermione granger, Snape had finally come out of his solitary confinement and had rejoined the wizarding society. It had been more than 3 years since he had seen his godson, though he had kept track of him through the newspapers.

Draco had been shocked but extremely glad to see his godfather waiting for him in his office a week after his engagement had been published. It wasn't a teary reunion, just two men giving each other a strong hug to show how much they missed the other.

Cissa had been delighted to be reunited with her old friend and had dragged Severas in the wedding planning. Who can imagine Snape going for cake tastings and to the decorator? Well…No one. So imagine Hermione Granger walking into a cake bakery to see her potion master sneering at the baker who kept suggesting he try a piece of the bright pink cake. As if Severas Snape would ever go near anything that was so…so …PINK!

From then on it became a routine, Hermione went to work at Draco's company then to the ministry and then accompanied Narcissa and Snape for various tastings and shopping trips. Draco usually managed to bail from the painful trips but Hermione had to endure hours of torture led by one over enthusiastic witch; Narcissa Malfoy.

There were mild outbursts, screaming matches and hexes between Draco and Hermione during the period of the last six months. Once when ginny asked about what colored curtains she should buy for the house Hermione burst into tears screaming, "It's a curtain for god sakes..! No matter what color you buy it, it will look the same. I don't have to try all the colors…it doesn't matter that it makes my waist look thin or if it makes my bust look big….its a damn curtain so stop fussing about it….!

Ginny had remained cool and had calmly asked, "Are we still talking about the curtains honey, cause I was not going to make you try them."

Hermione had looked ashamed and had profusely apologized for her outrageous behavior. After Hermione had left, a worried Ginny had called Draco and told him about Hermione's breakdown. She had advised him to talk to her and maybe take her on a vacation for a week.

Draco had himself noticed how stressed out Hermione had been since the wedding planning had started and he was worried about her health. So he had taken a week off and taken her to a beach resort in Goa (India). The resort had been beautiful and after a whole day in the spa Hermione had seemed to return to her old self.

They had enjoyed the various water activities that Goa provided, from the serene deep sea diving to the adventurous banana ride and para ceiling. It had been a fun filled trip and they had returned to London rejuvenated.

Narcissa had been worried sick for Hermione and had apologized repeatedly for stressing her out so much. From then on Hermione was required for selection of really important things like the wedding dress and the jewellery only. She didn't care much about the decorations and other stuff anyway; she was just happy that she was getting married to Draco.

So months of hard work had finally lead them to this day; 'THE DAY'.

In a huge room in the south wing of Malfoy manor, Hermione granger stood in front of the large dressing table looking at her reflection. 'The day' had finally arrived and she was terrified. She hadn't been able to see Draco for the past three days and she was at her nerves end.

'What if it rained"

"What if the Minister doesn't show up"

"What if Draco left her at the altar"

She kept having stupid thoughts and they weren't helping with the nerves. Just then the room opened and in came her bridesmaids, followed by her maid of honor. Eight months pregnant Luna Zabini settled on the couch and groaned, "I am going to kill Blaise for doing this to me."

Everyone laughed and ginny Potter commented, "You know, it takes two to make a baby."

After another round of laughter, Luna said, "I know, but he isn't the one having back ache and swollen feat. And just look at me, I look like a whale."

Hermione turned to look at her friend and sternly said, "You do not look like a whale so stop thinking about it."

Padma patil nodded and said, "You look great, you husband is clearly not complaining; Blaise is always staring at you."

Luna snorted, "That over protective fool keeps staring at me 'cause he thinks I can't do basic things like walk across the room without getting hurt."

This brought around another series of chuckles. Finally ginny looked at Hermione and asked, "How are you holding up? Remember me on the day of my wedding? I kept crying and hugging whoever dared to come within grabbing range. I think I even hugged a waiter at some point."

Hermione laughed and said, "Yes I remember it clearly, you hugged me around fifty times that day. I was terrified before you girls walked in, now I feel just fine."

Luna smiled and said, " wedding jitters are normal; every bride has them."

Ginny nodded and said, "just remember, Its Draco whom you are marrying. You'll be fine."

There was a knock and in came Narcissa Malfoy who looked a vision in her pale green robes. She hugged Hermione and then ushered a strict looking man followed by two girls into the room. Cissa introduced them as Hermione's stylist for the day.

The man looked at Hermione from head to toe and then ordered the girls to give her a head wash. After getting a head massage along with a head wash, Hermione was wrapped in a robe and lead to the chair in front of the dressing table. The man, whose name was Tony Flabergaster, applied a liquid on her hair and they immediately fell into silky curls. He proceeded to pull and twist her hair in a manner that made her think that he was a sadist and after one hour she was allowed to look at her reflection.

From the front her hair looked cleanly tied into a bun with twisted braids running from the side of her face to the back. At the back of her head an intricate web had been designed using small braids that looked complicated but ended up looking like a beautifully designed maze.

Tony then took an hour to do her makeup; the end result made her look like the brides in those high budget muggle movies she loved to watch. She looked simply gorgeous with her flawless skin, slight blush and pale pink lipstick.

Her friend had returned and they gushed about how beautiful she looked and how she would make the prettiest bride. Tony left with a nod, and Hermione was left alone till it was time to put on the dress.

She looked at her reflection and couldn't help but smile; she had dreamed of this day since she was a little girl. She wasn't vain, but she had to admit that she looked pretty. She felt butterflies in her stomach at the thought of finally seeing Draco and she looked out to see the gardens decorated with her favorite white flowers and thought that now all she had to do was wait.

A few more hours, and she would be Mrs. Hermione Malfoy.

A/n: Good news…I decided to write a two part epilogue as one wouldn't have fit in all the details I wanted to give… Show me the love people :D

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