Ginny was still pumped; Hermione wasn't.
Who knew that picking a wedding dress could be so draining?
"Hey, gorgeous."
Hermione turned and looked up to see her fiancée smiling at her. "Hey."
Draco gestured for her to stand, giving her a hand as she did. "Let's do our dance rehearsal here."
She merely smiled when he pulled her in, one hand holding hers over his heart while the other snaked to her back, pushing her further into him.
Hermione realized then that it didn't matter what dress she wore – as long as she was in his arms, she was beautiful.