Lady Malfoy

Epilogue

3rd Person's POV

Draco stood in front of a door, clearly trying to get inside, but is stopped by two pairs of hands, namely Ron and Harry.

"Come on, Potter! Let me go!"

Harry shook his head and slightly smiled.

"No, Draco, we all know it's against the traditions."

Fits of giggles can be heard from the other side of the door.

"Come on, Malfoy, you'll see her later anyway. Let's go."

Ron and Harry dragged a squirming Malfoy to a black car.

"My God, Hermione, you are gorgeous!"

Ginny squeals at the lady in front of her, currently checking her hair done by her stylist.

"Thank you, Gin. You're beautiful today too."

Hermione says, hugging the younger girl.

"Mom! We look alike!"

Little Rose comes up to her mom, waving her hands in the air.

"Oh, yeah? But Rosie looks more beautiful than me!"

Hermione tickles her daughter as the little girl squeals and bursts in fits of giggles.

"Where's your brother?"

"He's with dad already. I have to go mom! Uncle Ron says you still have to prepare. Love you, mom!"

Little Rose kisses her mom's cheeks lightly before skipping out of the room.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes."

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"Draco, can you please stop walking back and forth? I'm getting dizzy looking at you."

Harry says, trying to make Draco sit down.

"Then don't look at me, Potter. Problem solved."

Harry rolled his eyes.

"Besides, I didn't even tell you to look at me."

"Whatever Malfoy. Just because it's your day-"

"You were saying something, Potter?"

"Nothing!"

"She's here!"

A small shout from the other side of the door was heard that made Draco even more nervous.

The guests sat on their designated seats and the music starts.

Draco stood uneasily at the end of the red path, along with Harry behind him, fixing his tie.

Familiar faces passed painfully slow, well, for Draco that is.

White dresses and black suits whirred past his eyes, and finally, his wait was over.

The girl he loved so much, was walking towards his awaiting arms.

--

Hermione was shaking so badly, she thought she would faint.

Ron held his arm out to her and they walked together inside.

She felt her eyes well up when she saw Draco standing a few feet away from her.

She looked around the guests and smiled to them, tears threatening to fall.

The walk to the altar was almost in slow motion.

"Draco."

"Hermione."

She linked her arms into his and together they walked in front of the altar.

--

The ceremony was almost at the end. Exchanging vows was the current part.

"Hermione, I'm letting you know that I suck at making vows or keeping promises but I know that I'll always love you with all my heart. I'll continue being a good husband and a great father to our two beautiful children. I love you, Hermione, my Lady Malfoy."

He slipped the ring as Hermione wipes her tears with her free hand.

"Draco, all I want to tell you is that I love you. So much. I'm willing to risk anything and do anything for you and our children. I'll continue being your good ol' faithful wife and amazing mother to our kids. I'm lucky to be your wife and I could never ask for more. Thank you for loving me. I love you, Draco. I'll always be your Lady Malfoy."

She slipped the ring as Draco looked at her lovingly.

"You may now kiss the bride."

Draco lifts her veil, gazing to Hermione's orbs and leaning slowly.

They sealed their promise with a loving kiss, cheers from their family and relatives blurred in the background.