Touch Starved

The Dress

You thought she was never going to let you go. She hugged you screaming so loudly that Draco came downstairs, making sure everything was okay.

"Were okay Draco" you could barely breathe over Ginny's massive bear hug.

"You asked her didn't you?" he smiled, leaning against the doorway, you had planned on asking Ginny since you had become so close but you weren't sure how you were going to do it. This really seemed as good as time as ever.

"Do you think Hermione would be a bridesmaid? I plan on asking Mellisa Marsh also"

"You know she would" Ginny released you. "And I am sure Mellisa will say yes too"

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You stood at the dress shop. You had been thinking about the day nonstop because you had no idea what you even wanted. So when the lady who was helping you said

"What are you looking for dear?" You panicked, because you had literally no idea.

"Can you guys maybe look around and find me some?" You looked at Hermione, Mellisa and Ginny. Setting them free into the shop.

You sat down in the back room, waiting for your friends to flood all their ideas in.

You were incredibly overwhelmed, you paced back and forth in the dressing room. Not letting the helper inside.

"Y/n?" Ginny asked through the door.

"Come in" you sat in defeat on the stool in the corner.

"Why aren't you trying stuff on?"

"Because I have no idea where to start."

"Here. Stand up" you stood, she grabbed a dress at the top of the stack that hung from the wall.

"Put this one on" she handed it to you. You watched her for a second.

"Come in. I have seen you naked already. Strip" she waved her hands at you. You went down to your underwear. You stepped lightly into the dress with Ginnys help. Looking at yourself in the mirrors. It was tight, form fitting, with lace edges and specks of glitter. It just didn't make you feel right.

"Okay. I can see that look, next" she handed you another. You tried this one on, it was closer but not quite right. It hung off the shoulders in a way you liked, but the skirt was weird. It was tight toward the knees, you could barely walk.

"Okay. No" Ginny said, you nodded in agreement. She handed you something silky. A little closer, but again. Not right, the V in the front, while stunning was too much for you.

"Your boobs look amazing in that one" she smiled but then saw your face.

"Okay. Next"

You had tried on 6 dresses with no luck. You felt terrible about everything. Why was this so hard? You only wore a handful out to show the other girls. But they could see you weren't happy.

You must have been there a while because Harry wandered in, talking to Hermione.

"No nothing yet. She just can't seem to find something she likes"

"Can I take a look?" He asked. He walked over to the lady, talking to her in a low whisper.

"Yes Mr. Potter, but only a few. Here" she led him into another room.

"Y/n" you heard Harry's voice. You were standing in one of the options from earlier. Trying hard to make yourself like it.

"I'm decent" he opened the door, smiling at you.

"Draco asked me to be his best man today" he spoke. Smiling

"Did he?" You noticed he was holding a dress sleeve.

"You picked something for me?" You laugh at him a little.

"I did" he held it by its hanger. Unzipping it a little to show you. Your jaw drops.

You walked out in the bright shining lights. All eyes darted to you, Ginny let out an audible gasp. Harry was really happy with himself. Mellisa sniffled.

You turned to look at yourself in the massive full length mirrors. You felt her heart skip a beat. You looked at yourself in the mirror, your flawless skin met and matched with a absolutely perfect black dress. It hung off your shoulders, in the exact way you liked. The shirt was a long, flowing train it was single, with a deep back.

"Harry" you gasped. "It's perfect"

Hermione finally spoke "Of course! A black dress! How did we not think of this?"