A Malfoy Wedding

The Reception

 "What's a wedding without a little drama?"

After watching horror as two of your closest friends fought each other, you and Draco continued taking the remainder of your pictures alone. You were walking through the rose garden of the manor and taking in the beauty of the different shades of the petals. You both held hands as you walked in a comfortable silence.

The photographer requested that you both walked and talked as he took in your raw emotions after making such a commitment to each other. Your dress dragged dramatically behind you both, forgoing your veil as it had begun to get pulled on by the greenery.

"You're so beautiful, Love." Draco leaned in closer to press a kiss to your cheek, making you giggle. "You've told me that at least a hundred times today, Dray."

"And I'll keep telling you because I'm still so lucky that you said 'I do'"

You stopped to turn to face him and looked him in his piercing blue eyes, smiling wider as he winked at you. You leaned up to kiss him passionately, moaning slightly as he deepened the kiss by pulling you closer to him.

You didn't even realize how long you were kissing until you heard the photographer clear his throat. You and Draco pulled away quickly before you could get too carried away, you hadn't even noticed how his pale lingered dangerously close to cupping your ass.

"You only have five more minutes before I'm dragging you both into the Manor." Your bridesmaid/wedding planner Nicole huffed; their arms crossed across their chest as they cocked an eyebrow at you. 

They had also been placed in the same dorm as you, making you shudder as you would recall how they would yell at you to 'quiet down' when Draco came over in the middle of the night.

"I just need one more picture." Draco replied, turning back to look at you with a coy grin and mischievous gleam in his eyes.

"Draco Lucius Malfoy, you better not-." You could barely finish your sentence before he swiftly picked you up and threw you over his shoulder.

The photograph showed you being carried away by Draco, who was raising one pale fist in victory as he walked a little further into the rose garden. Your face was gleaming as you laughed uncontrollably, your brown skin glowing in the Golden Hour and making you look even more ethereal than Draco could have ever imagined.

Even the photographer couldn't stop smiling, watching as Nicole dragged you both by your arms back towards the venue where your guests were waiting.

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"It is time to welcome the Bride and Groom, Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy!" Blaise, Draco's best man, announced as the orchestra, that Draco selected himself specifically for you, played the song that announced your arrival to the reception.

You and Draco gracefully walked down the staircase leading into the upstairs ballroom. Draco guiding you down, careful to make sure you didn't trip or fall. Your guests were in an uproar as they saw you traded in your traditional white gown for a black gown. It fit the all-black theme of the wedding, influenced mostly by the romance and mystery novels Draco would read aloud to you during your days as students at Hogwarts.