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Chapter 8
Today was the day. She was finally getting married to Draco. She could not believe that at 5 o'clock this afternoon, she would be Mrs. Hermione Elizabeth Malfoy. It had a certain ring to it.
Draco walked into her room and she ran and hid in the bathroom.
"Draco, you are not supposed to see me until the wedding, it's bad luck."
"I don't believe in bad luck."
"Well, I do. This tradition thing is a big deal for Muggles. And whether you like it or not, I was raised by them."
"Ok, ok, I'll get out."
He left and Ginny came in.
"Herms, where are you?"
"I'm in the bathroom Gin; I'll be out in a minute."
She came out of the bathroom, wiping her mouth. Damn morning sickness.
"What's the matter?"
"Ok, Gin, I'll tell you but you have to promise me that you won't tell anyone right now. Especially Harry and Ron. They'll shit a brick."
"Ok, I promise."
"I'm pregnant, Ginny. Draco and our families know about the baby. No one else does. And that's how we want to keep for the moment."
"I understand. If I were in the same situation, I would do the same thing."
"Thank you, thank you, and thank you!" She hugged Ginny.
"Well, you better get dressed so you can get married."
The ceremony
It was gorgeous. Sprays of gold and silver were all over the garden behind the manor. Narcissa did a wonderful job on the decorations. Hermione was upstairs, trying out different hairstyles. First it was in an elegant up do and then it was down and extremely curly then it was up again and then finally down. Draco loved her hair down. Draco was down in the guest house pacing back and forth. Blaise was trying to calm him down.
"Drake, calm down. You know that you want to spend the rest of your life with her, right?"
"Yeah."
"Then why the hell are you so worried about it? She loves you man."
"It's not that that I'm worried about. It's Pansy. She practically threatened Hermione a couple weeks ago. I can't her trying to ruin my wedding."
"You know that Pansy is all talk anyway. I don't see why she's going to become a Death Eater. She can't carry any of her threats through."
"Yeah, well, Mi is pregnant, so I don't think Pansy could hurt her anyway."
"She's pregnant?"
"Yeah, that's why we're getting married before school starts."
"Whoa."
"You can't tell anyone right now though. We just want it to stay between us for right now."
"Sure thing, Drake. Besides, who am I going to tell? Crabbe and Goyle? They'll forget even before I tell them."
This seemed to ease the mood a little bit. Draco was still worried about Hermione seeing Potter and Weasley and how that would affect their wedding, but he knew his Mi and that she wouldn't stop this wedding for anything.
Draco was standing at the altar, waiting for Hermione to walk down the aisle. This is it. I don't know if I'm ready for this but this is what's best for the baby. I know that I love her more than anything. Hermione started walking down the aisle. She had a corset top and a huge bell skirt. She also had a tiara holding up the veil. Merlin, she's beautiful. I never thought that she could ever be that beautiful. I hope that if I have a little girl she looks exactly like her.
Draco Lucius Malfoy, do you take Hermione Elizabeth Granger to be your lawful wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?"
"I do."
"Hermione Elizabeth Granger, do you take Draco Lucius Malfoy to be your lawful wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?"
"I do."
"If anyone has any reason why these two should not be joined in holy matrimony, speak now or forever hold your peace."
"Yeah I got something I want to say." It was Pansy. "He loves me and I love him and he doesn't want that little mudblood whore."
"Pansy, shut the hell up, you don't know what the hell you are talking about. I don't love you, I love Hermione. You are so fucking daft sometimes."
Ron all of a sudden stood up. "Malfoy, you know you don't love Hermione. I love her and she loves me."
'Ron, I did, but not anymore. I truly love Draco. So I wish that both of you would just stay the hell out of my business and out of our life together."
Lucius was starting to get pissed but he also didn't want to cause a war at his son's wedding. Why can't they just shut the hell up?
"Are these allegations true?" The priest asked them.
"No Father, they are not."
"Then by the power invested in me, I pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride."
Draco pulled Hermione close to him and kissed her passionately. There were whoops and hollers all over the place. Pansy had to be taken away by her mother and sedated.
Ron just sat there next to Harry, crying his eyes out. Hermione, I will have you one way or the other, but I will have you. I don't get rejected easily.
The next chapter will be the reception and the wedding night. Don't worry; it's not over quite yet. There'll be less fluffiness in the rest of the story. The wedding is only the beginning.
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