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I'm glad you guys enjoyed my wedding chapter. I was afraid you wouldn't like it.
By the way, in previous chapters I mentioned to having a few other stories in line after this one. Well, I have begun writing the Hermione/Tom Riddle story. I haven't decided what I'm naming it yet, but please travel over to that story once it's up. I'm hoping to have the first chapter up by tonight or tomorrow for the story. Reviews are appreciated. I'm hoping I get as much as a good response to that story as I did for this one.
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seriana14 your review made me laugh really hard. I DID consider killing Draco in that one chapter when Hermione thought he was dead.. but at last second, I couldn't.
Chapter Twenty-Nine: A wedding Reception
After the long process of actually become Mr. and Mrs. Draco Malfoy, Hermione and Draco stood, arms linked together waiting to walk into the reception hall. Everyone was traveling to the new hall to celebrate more of the marriage. Draco was still having the worst difficulty taking his eyes off Hermione, as she was with him. They were so incredibly happy belonging to each other.
"Marriage laws require that you do everything I say." said Draco, with a smirk on his face.
"Oh, is that so? I'm not sure you're following the right time laws." she asked, a hint of attitude filling in her voice.
"Yes, and I say that you kiss me." she rolled her eyes. Moved forward and kissed him lightly on the lips. "No, don't stop yet." he said when she pushed him away.
"Yes, we have forever to kiss each other. We have to go inside. Everyone is waiting!" she said happily. He linked his arms with hers again and followed her as she pushed through the white doors into the reception hall. Everyone who were seated at the white round tables looked up to the beautiful couple as they walked through the doors. People began to clap; Hermione heard Harry and Ron whistle somewhere. She spotted Ginny, sitting close to Blaise.
"Think their next?" said Hermione, compressing a laugh as she pointed to Ginny and Blaise.
He smiled, "I don't know. He says he's in love with her."
Hermione shot a glance at him. "What? They haven't said that to each other though, right?"
"Nope."
"She loves him too."
They walked to the table where Narcissa and both of Hermione's parents sat. The food was already placed the two chairs they were too sit at and Hermione realized then how hungry she was. They both sat at their large chairs and looked around. Most of the Hogwart's teachers were together, Dumbledore was sitting with Harry, discussing nothing she would have been able to think of. Ron was sitting with his family, beside Harry's table. She spotted, Luna, Viktor Krum and most of the students that were in her year when she still went to school roaming about.
"Hermione, congratulations." said Seamus and Dean Thomas as they walked up the table to say a quick hello. "Congratulations, Malfoy." they said to Draco, as they shook his hand.
"Thank you, guys." said Hermione politely, returning back to her plate of food.
"'Herms. Come dance with me." whispered Draco in her ear. Her meal would never be finished. She took the hand Draco offered her and he guided her to the ball floor. A slow song immediately began to play when they walked up. Draco wrapped his arms around Hermione and pulled her close so their foreheads touched each other and they stared at each others eyes.
"I'm so glad I married you." said Draco as his lips brushed against hers.
"Can you believe coming from all of the insults when we were younger.. Look where we are now." as she recalled those six years that he verbally attacked her.
"Who would have thought!"
"May I cut in?" said Harry from behind Hermione. Draco looked back to him, nodded once before kissing Hermione's hand and returning to their long table to Narcissa. Hermione put her arms around his neck as Harry put his hands on her waist.
"Hello, Harry." she said, not letting the words he had last said to her come to mind.
"Hermione." he said quietly. "Listen, I never meant to hurt your feelings to what I said to you last week. I shouldn't have said it. It's not my business."
"I understand, Harry. You're just trying to look after me. I know what I'm doing, I want to be where I am right now."
"I know, I understand that now.." he sighed. "You didn't tell anyone else did you?"
"No, it's between the two of us."
"Keep it that way, okay?" Hermione nodded. She understood well enough. "I have given it deep thought though."
"Given what thought?"
"About him and you."
"And?"
"You're perfect for one another." he spun her around, Hermione noticed that Draco didn't stop staring at them. Hermione blew him a kiss. "You really are. You two are the smartest from our year at Hogwarts. You two never seem to leave each other alone. It's like you each others other half.. I wish I had that."
"I'm sure you will one day. What about Luna? The both of you seemed to enjoy each others company."
"She still has another year at school. I'll never see her. I do enjoy being around her, she's different. Always keeps me entertained."
"Then she's worth the wait. Hell, I wanted six years. Even though during that time we both loathed each other. But look where I am now. Happiest girl in the world." the song ended and they both let go of each other.
"Perhaps you're right."
"Always am." she smiled to him. He took her hand and kissed it before leaving her as Ron walked up to her.
"I suppose I need to ask you for a dance too." he said cheekily.
"Of course." Hermione gave her hand out and he took it. She saw Ginny walk up to Draco making him come back out to the dance floor to dance with her. She started laughing when Hermione looked at her and narrowed her eyes.
"Don't worry, Hermione!" she called out as more people joined them on the dance floor.
"Next is the father daughter dance, is he ready?" asked Ginny, pointing to Hermione's father who was talking to her mother and Narcissa about something that seemed to anger him.
"I doubt that." Ron twirled her as she spoke across to Ginny and Draco did the same to Ginny.
"Mr. Granger, please find the bride on the dance floor." Edward looked up, spotting Hermione with Ron. He gulped. "It's the father daughter dance." he looked over to his wife before getting up from his seat and walking out onto the dance floor toward Hermione.
"May I?" he said to Ron who backed away so he could take Hermione in his arms. Ron sat down beside Mrs. Weasley and watched as the others danced. Mr. Weasley had taken Ginny from Draco and began to dance with her. He then took Narcissa to the dance floor and stood near Hermione and Edward.
"What were you three just talking about?" asked Hermione when he hadn't said anything.
"I asked her what the term mudblood meant. I just remembered you talking about it once a few years ago. We were on the topic of it."
"What! Why would you do that!"
"I was only curious about how things were in your world.. I didn't mean any harm to it. Then she explained how some pureblood witches are about it."
"Dad, that's ridiculous. You should have asked me instead."
"I did several years ago. You wouldn't tell me. Don't get worked up over it; it was just a conversation." Hermione raised her eyebrows. "He's a great man, Hermione. I know he will treat you well."
Hermione smiled as she watched Draco twirl his mother, they were both smiling and laughing at one another and he looked up to Hermione to catch her gaze, and she saw the burst of energy in his eyes.
"I know he will."
Hermione and Draco had ended up dancing with half of the guests that were in the room. Both of their feet hurting from the stood alone on the dance floor, Hermione slid off her heels and placed them near the end of their table and rushed into Draco's arms.
"One last dance, Hermione. Just us." said Draco, pleading with her. She sighed.
"This is my last dance! My feet are going to fall off!"
"Thank you." they began to dance around the ballroom floor as if they owned the place. Which technically they should have from the amount of money they spent on everything. But that was the last thing that Hermione was worried about. She couldn't wait for her future to begin with Draco already. Anything it had to offer her, or try to throw at her negatively; she was ready for it.
