Chap. 9 The Wedding
The next morning Hermione woke up at nine. Her mother and her female friends helped her get ready that day. The wedding took place at two that afternoon.
Draco got up that morning at ten. His mother helped him that day, Blaise was also over, but he didn't do much except talk about Draco's honeymoon.
'So, where is the honeymoon?' Blaise asked.
'Tonight we leave for the Balearic Islands, neither of us have been there.'
'The wha?' Blaise asked.
'They are islands off the coast of Spain. It's the second most romantic place to celebrate love and lust.' Draco grinned.
'Second? Why don't you go to the first?'
A sly smirk appeared on Draco's flawless face.
'Because the first place is where my love and I just so happen to be moving to in August.'
'Mmm...lucky bastard.'
'Lucky is a great word choice...bastard...not so much.' Draco said hotly.
Suddenly Blaise's eyes lit up.
'Holy shit!' Blaise yelled.
'What?' Draco asked, falling back on his feet from shock.
'You never had a bachelor party! You can't get married yet! Hold on, let me make a few calls and i'll have naked women here in a second.'
'I get married in four hours, we have no time for that.' Draco said getting his tux out of his large walk-in closet.
Blaise dramatically moved his feet backward, pretending to stumble and fall.
'Wh-wh-what! No time for strippers? Nonsense!' Blaise cried.
Draco rolled his eyes and declined Blaise's offer once again. Blaise eventually agreed and stopped complained about no strippers. He then decided to go back to his hotel room, where his own personal girlfriend would strip for him.
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Four hours later.
Ginny, Lavender and Parvati walked down in their beautiful light pink dresses, arm in arm with Harry, Ron and Blaise.
There were lots of people there, but no more than 100. The teachers, professors, and of course the head master were there. Draco's mother was the only relative of the Malfoy family that attended, for safety reasons, but Mr. and Mrs. Black, Narcissa's parents were there...they never approved of Lucius anyhow. Hermione had many family members there, parents (but her father was with Hermione, getting ready to give her away), both sets of grandparents, aunts, uncles, and their children. There was also a pew full of redheads, save for two of course. A blubbering Mrs. Weasley was crying onto the twins' shoulders, they just gave each other annoyed looks. They didn't even want to try to push their emotion mother away.
The beautiful cathedral was decorated exquisitely. Rose petals adorned the floor and the pews were lined with cream colored sheer taffeta material, with white baby's breath. Candles lit up the front of the church, the alter looked wonderful. A reverend was waiting up at the front patiently, with an anxious, very, very good-looking Draco.
Draco had a black coat, with medium length coat tails, but nothing too extravagant. He wore a white dress shirt, and white bow tie, with silver buttons. Black dress pants with two silver stripes down each side. He also had two shining silver cufflinks which Draco was nervously playing with as he watched the groomsmen and bridesmaids walk down the aisle. Each person either winking or smiling at Draco...except for Ron...Ron immaturely stuck his tongue out.
The party each lined up on their specific sides of Draco, all waiting for Hermione to enter.
Then a familiar tune of Pachebel's Canon started to play. Draco's stomach did flips when he heard then gentle hum of the organ.
Then the two large wooden doors of the church opened, almost too slowly for Draco. He could feel his heart tighten with excitement, as the doors opened.
Everyone stood up and the sound of cameras shuttering were heard immediately.
Then a vision of glory appeared, along the side of her proud father.
Hermione entered the room gracefully, staring straight at Draco...no where else. She beamed brightly, her beautiful eyes tearing up when she saw Draco blush and eyes widen with amazement.
The three bridesmaids made gasping noises, holding back heavy tears. The three groomsmen stared at Hermione, she was a gorgeous sight to behold. Her radiant face and hair shone gloriously against the off-white bridal gown. It was halter top style, favoring to her generous chest. The halter was adorned with tiny gems and silver thread intricately sewn into spirals and waves. The dress flared out of her empire waist band, a small train flowing behind her. Her veil was nothing over-the-top, the lace cascaded down to the small of her back. She held pink and yellow forget-me-nots, perfect flower for her and Draco.
Her father walked her over to Draco, who thought he was going to burst if he didn't touch Hermione soon. Richard kissed Hermione and then sat with Anne, who was already beginning to cry.
Hermione walked over to Draco and took his hands. She at first looked away, blushing from the way he gazed at her in admiration. He then gave her hand a gently squeeze, asking her to look back at him, she obeyed. Small tears formed in her beautiful almond shaped eyes as she looked up at her handsome prince.
The pastor then began the ceremony.
'We gather here today, in the sight of God, to join these two young people, Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy---'
The pastor talked on as Hermione and Draco stared at each other.
'You're so beautiful.' Draco mouthed to her.
Hermione blushed.
'You look so handsome my love.' She mouthed back.
After another minute or so of scripture and readings, the pastor turned attention to the two people for individual readings.
'Draco, your vows first.' the pastor said smiling.
Draco took a deep breath, held Hermione's hands and started to speak, never taking his eyes from Hermione's.
'Hermione, I don't know what I did to have received such a blessing from God. I don't deserve your love, but it's what I wake up for every day. I wake up, with the hope to see you, be with you, my love. There's nothing I want more, than to make our love official in the sight of God, to have you as my wife, Hermione, you are the greatest gift He could give me, and i'm the happiest man alive for it. You make me want to be a better person, who knows what i'd be doing now if it were not for you. I promise here and now, that I will live to give you every happiness, everything you need. I give you my heart today. I love you, Hermione Caterina Granger.'
Quiet sniffles and squeaks come from congregation. The bridesmaids are all holding each other, in order not to fall over from Draco's beautiful speech. Blaise's green eyes widened and looked away. 'Wow.' He mouthed to himself. Harry and Ron were speechless, with open mouths. They couldn't believe what they just heard come from the mouth of their former Slytherin enemy. Narcissa was beaming with pride, she was so proud at what her son had become.
Hermione had silent tears running down her cheeks.
'And you, Hermione, your vows?' The pastor offered.
Hermione looked at the elder and nodded. She took one hand and wiped her tears, she then placed the hand back into Draco's. She took a deep breath and quietly cleared her throat.
'Draco, I have never felt more love, than when I am with you. Draco, you are my everything and I hope you know that. You are the most wonderful person i've ever known and you deserve every thing for that. You hold me when I'm weak, you help me when I'm in need, your always there to protect me and love me. You are my refuge, I love you because I know I can go to you and you'll be there. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, and I want the rest of my life, to begin now. If God could give me only one thing, I would not give one thought to my wish. It would be you. You are the reason I feel joy every morning. You are the reason my heart skips a beat, I see you and want to live forever in your arms. I need nothing, but you. I love you Draco. Julian. Malfoy.'
Ginny, Lavender and Parvati incoherent sounds of sniffles and gasps. They were on the verge of breaking down.
Anne was dabbing her eyes with a silk handkerchief that Narcissa handed to you. Richard held his wife lovingly.
Ron and Harry smiled at Hermione. They finally accepted Draco that moment.
The pastor turned to Draco.
'Do you, Draco Julian Malfoy, take this woman, Hermione Granger to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, for better and for worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love, honor and cherish, until death do you part?'
'I do.'
'Do you, Hermione Caterina Granger, take this man, Draco Malfoy to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, for better or for worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love, honor and cherish, until death do you part?'
'I do.'
'The rings, please.' The pastor chimed.
Hermione turned to the crying, but smiling Ginny and took a gold band from her. Draco turned to a winking Blaise and took a smaller gold band from him.
'With this ring, I thee wed.' Draco said as he slipped the ring onto her left finger.
Hermione repeated the words and did the same.
'Whom God hath joined together, let no one break asunder. For God says, "Where there are two joined together in my name, there I am with them." Therefore, with the power invested in me by God the Father, I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride go in peace.'
Draco then takes the beautiful Hermione, dips her, and kisses her good and long on the lips. The congregation smiled and stand as the couple stand back up to their rightful position and look out at their family and friends.
Draco takes Hermione, arm in arm, and walk down the aisle, followed by crying bridesmaids and happily surprised groomsmen.
They were now one.
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