Imagine Seven - "Miss Malfoy"
Everyone knew that Malfoys and [ l / n ]s were made for a perfect marriage. They both were strong, pureblood families who happened to have a strong reputation with the Slytherin house.
Yet, the youngest [ l / n ] didn't believe that her family had craved power so much that they'd force her into marriage. However, there she stood in an elegant white gown, her [ h / c ] hair pinned into a white veil. Nerves settled into her stomach as she glared at her reflection.
How ridiculous she felt. [ y / n ] felt she wasn't made for marriage, or she wasn't made for it at the age of seventeen. However, she had no choice. If
[ y / n ] wanted to keep in contact with her family, she had to marry someone with a bloodline as strong as hers.And there was only one bloodline with such standards - Malfoys.
"You ready, [ y / n ]?" Her father smiled at her, adjusting the yellow rose he had pinned to his tux. [ y / n ] was handed a dozen of dull colored roses, as she began to walk down the isle, her little cousin grabbing the pure dress.
Everyone with importance gawked at the angelic teenager, as she modeled through the isle. She wanted to break out in tears, as she felt she was resigning some of her freedom. That's because I am. She thought, as she made it to the end of the isle. She had made it to through the walk of shame without completely bursting our in tears.
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The vows were exchanged, the rings were placed on their fingers- Everything was official.
[ y / n ] Malfoy
The name seemed to pain [ y / n ] as she kept repeating it in her mind. She didn't speak to Draco, until she could change out of the god awful dress.
"I didn't want this either, " Her husband whispered, trying his best to remove his tie. [ y / n ] let out a chuckle as she helped him out of the tie.
"They could've paired me with someone who wasn't good-looking," She brightened, as she smiled at Draco.
Draco and [ y / n ] made eye contact as Draco continued to change in front of his...wife.She tried her best to look away, but Draco smirked at the girl's nervousness. "We are married, you know?" He teased, as he finished getting out of his clothes- Deciding tonight he'd sleep in his underwear.
"I think I could love you, if you loved me," [ y / n ] announced, bouncing on their bed.
"Well, I certainly like you," Draco confessed as he joined her, by jumping on the bed with her.
"Good," She giggled, as Draco and her shared a cute, short kiss.
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Made On - 8. 14. 15? (unknown)
How did you guys manage to even read these before I edited them? I am the author I cannot even make out half of the words I once wrote. Like you guys saw potential in me, before I knew what the English language was, apparently. So thank you guys, so much.
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