Drarry Wedding!!!

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It was a beautiful ceremony---white with ruby red roses as the centerpiece for each table. It was in the biggest hall of the Malfoy Manor with more than a few chandeliers and many round tables to fit everyone at.

The guests consisted of the Weasleys, the Parkinsons, the Grangers, Hexa and her family, Abigail and her family, Deven and his family, Zack and his family (A/N I should've come up with last names for each of them, but that would've been so much more work, I SUCK at last names. Actually I mostly just suck at names in general), Neville and his grandmother (who somehow wasn't dead yet), Luna and her father, and Seamus and Dean and their families.

"Do you, Draco Malfoy," the minister was saying. Hexa, among many others, had tears in her eyes, and was clutching Abigail's hand, who was seated next to her. There were two empty seats at the table of nine chairs where Harry and Draco were going to sit once they were officially married.

"Do you, Draco Malfoy," the minister said, "take this one Harry Potter to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

Draco gave the smalles, almost shy smile at his soon-to-be-husband. "I do."

"And do you, Harry Potter, take this one Draco Malfoy to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do. With all my heart," he responded, letting a tiny tear trickle down his cheek.

"You may now kiss the groom," the minister said officially, and took a step back; the amount of times he'd been hit by the wedded couple in their excitement was more than embarassing, and he wasn't taking any chances.

He didn't need to worry with Draco and Harry, however. Harry slipped his hand to the back of Draco's neck and his other arm slithered around his waist, and kissed his newly wedded husband as he tipped him backwards just slightly.

Everyone cheered, Hexa, Hermione, and the Weasleys all being extremely loud. Pansy clapped with amusedly raised eyebrows, looking at the two pretty intensely as if to say, I told you so, and thought, This was all because I pushed him to do that twelve days of Christmas gig almost four years ago. Good job, Pansy; you landed him the best fish in the sea.


A/N  Short, but I figured you guys would enjoy this. Also, not the last update!!!

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