After a War ((Old Copy))

Chapter 24 Book 3

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"So, now that iv told you that. I would like to give some other news." Maya announced. Draco noticed everyone freeze, including George, who was on his way upstairs, he almost tripped on the stairs.

"So he finally asked you?" Draco asked from behind the couch. Maya looked shocked.

"You knew!?" Maya almost yelled. Draco smiled and nodded, looking towards the stairway to see George motioning for him to shut up. 'No! That's not what I asked her! Don't bring it up!' George said silently. The joy of face reading. Draco knew it well, and clearly so did Hermione otherwise there would still be much she didn't know about him.

'If you didn't ask her to marry you what did you ask?' Draco returned the silent conversation.

'To-'

"Well then, I guess its not a surprise to Draco then, but I'm moving out after your wedding Hermione. I'm going to go live with Fred and George in their loft above the shop." Maya said. A burst of congrats came from everywhere. Draco was absolutely sure he was hearing more voices then he was seeing. But he left the thought aside and smirked at George.

"Which reminds me. Draco can we talk about that?" Hermione asked quietly. Draco swallowed hard, he feared the wedding and hoped it wouldn't come up again for a while, but Hermione still seemed to be fine about it. Still excited, still happy. He didn't understand how she could be so happy about everything with what they just went through. He didn't get it.

"Sure." Draco responded instead of speaking his thoughts.

In Draco and Hermione bedroom they spoke quietly of plans, of what they both wanted for it and who to invite. Who not to invite. How they were going to get everyone there. The invitations. There were so many things to go over in his mind now, he didn't know if he could keep up. All the dresses were sitting in Maya and Pansy's room, crowding it up, and Solomon had the suits ready.

She wanted to do it soon, while he wanted to put it off. But he agreed with her. He didn't want her to think he didn't want to get married at all, because of course he did. He just didn't want it right now. Looks like he'd already told her that it was ok to have it in June, on his birthday. Great. Just great. He was to be wed on his twentieth birthday.

After she left, he just sat on the bed for a while. He was being slightly overwhelmed by everything, he was terrified, and scared, and every word that was related in any way to scared. He was getting married in less then a month and Voldemort could show up. If his father showed up, what was he going to tell everyone? What was he going to do?

That seemed to be the main question of his life now. What was he going to do? Why was he the one that had all the questions? Did anyone else obsess over the possibilities? Did anyone else see the danger and risk in absolutely everything? Why was he the one that had to stick with the plan? He wanted to make the plan. He wanted to see the good in things. He wanted answers to his questions.

He didn't have questions when he first started dating Hermione.

There was no plan when he first started dating Hermione.

He obsessed over little when he first started dating Hermione.

That was the solution.

He had to go back to when he first started dating Hermione. When everything was still ok. Everything would be better if he could change it a little bit. This was it.

This was how he was going to get his life back. He was going back in time.

Somehow....