A Malfoy Wedding

May 2001 Malfoy Manor

Draco's blood was boiling. The past six months had been hard enough. And now hearing this. That Clara only wanted him for his money. 

If Clara wasn't pregnant with his child. He would of left. Hell he wouldn't even be marring her. One night. One stupid night. Had gotten him here. What else could go wrong?

Three Hours Ago

Draco was in his bedroom waiting for the hour to come. To face the music. He was putting on his cufflinks. As he looked out of his bedroom window. He could see a beautiful set of wild curls in his mother's gardens. He smiled sadly at the sight. What he would give. For that witch in the Malfoy gardens be the one. He was about to marry.

But at last he had a duty to do. A duty to his future child. He would marry the witch he had gotten pregnant. Even if he would never love her. Draco would be a good father. 

Then he would see the woman he does love. Marry another wizard. A wizard who broke her heart years ago. Why? Why did Hermione have to start dating Viktor Krum again. Why?

A soft knock broke him out of his grey thoughts. When Draco turned around he saw the most beautiful brown eyes in the world. They smiled at him. And then took in his form. How could she not be in love with him. As he was with her.

"You haven't done your tie yet Draco." Hermione told him. He just shrugged. "Well I do have a sassy little witch. Who does it better than my wand." Draco said smirking at her. She just huffed in responce. He loved how he could rile her up. "Oh come here and let me do it. Or you will be late to your own wedding." Hermione told him. "That is not for another three hours Hermione." Draco reminded her. She just poke him in the ribs.

Hermione reached up taking his tie and doing her magic. "You got to learn to do this by yourself, by wand or let Clara do it." Hermione said. But Draco would never let no other woman do this job. He would just have to do his tie again.

Draco pulled a piece of Hermione's curls behind her ear. Making her smile up at him. Just like she had when they first partenerd up in potions. Draco secretly thank Snape. The day his potion professor and godfather. Had put Hermione as his potion partner during third year.

Because when Hermione's hair came out of her bun and was about to go into the coldrain. He pulled her hair back with his right hand.

When she looked up at him in surprise. He just lifted his eyebrow. "I don't want your frizzy hair falling into my potion Granger and ruining it in the process." a young Draco had said.

Hermione just huffed at him. "Oh please Malfoy. Like my hair would ruin it. Yours would do more harm. With all the potions. I am sure you put in it. And is our potion.

Yours and mine. Now give me the rats tail you git." Hermione had told him. 

When class had ended. Draco grabbed his and Hermione's bag as they left to transfiguration. He liked that she didn't melt over him or kiss his ass. After that day he didn't let her go back to her Gryffindor friends. He was an only child. Which made him horrid at sharing.

So when fourth year rolled around and with it the Yule Ball. Draco ended up hating a wizard he once admired. Viktor Krum had cock blocked him. When Draco was about to ask Hermione to the Yule Ball. He quickly hated the quidditch star. Giving Theo his Krum frog card.

But what surely arranged him even more. Was when he found Hermione crying during the Yule Ball. Because Viktor had left her. How dare he leave her. Draco took her in his arm dancing the rest of the night with her. He was so young and nieve. To notice his feelings for his best friend was love.

Which is why Draco was so upset with her now. How could she take him back. Thank Salazar when he had asked Hermione. If she was asking Krum to the wedding. She had giggled. Actually giggle and shook her head. 

"He has a game in Brazil." Hermione told him. At least he would have to see that wanker today. 

But just knowing he would eventually marry Hermione. Killed him slowly. He knew a wedding was in the future. If the weekend get away to Bulgaria. To meet the Krum family, had any to due go by. Surely the Krum family had loved Hermione. Who couldn't?

A small pat on his chest made him look back down. "There all done. Now please don't let Theo get you drunk. The last thing I need is you getting sick. During your big day. Now can I trust you to behave. I got go get ready." Hermione said kissing his cheek. 

Merlin, if he just moved his face slightly. He could kiss her again. But Draco just nodded and watched her leave his bedroom. 

Now he had to concentrate in his occlumency. If he had any chance of getting threw today. Dobby his father's house elf pop into his bedroom. "Does Master Draco need a drink?" Doddy asked. 

But Draco knew if he had a drink. Hermione would kill him. And he might end up as drunk. As the night he found out he was going to be a father. Instead he just asked Dobby for a cup of tea. To help him with his nerves.

"Just a cup of Jasmin tea Dobby and make sure no one comes in. Other then my mother or Hermione." Draco told the elf. Dobby just nodded and did as was told. As Draco remember that cold December night.

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December 23, 2000 Ministry Gala

Why did Draco think it was a good idea. To bring Clara as his date. Oh right because he was a bloody idiot. That is why.

Because instead of talking to Hermione like a normal adult. He had decided to act like a dam child and ignored her. Dam his jealousy. Sure Hermione was dating Viktor again but he could and should convinced her. He was a better man for her. 

But no instead he had accepted one lunch date with Clara. When the American witch had offered. Because Hermione was going out with her boyfriend. He had accepted out pure ignorance.

After that. It had all gone down hill. When stupid Rita Skeeter made them seem like the 'IT Couple.' How the ever loving fuck had Skeeter gotten hold of does photos. Bloody cockroach of a witch.

But Draco had a plan. A plan that would fix everything tonight. Surely the gold branch necklace. He had seen Hermione looking at three months ago. And now was wrapped in a box ready to be given to set witch. Would help him start that conversation. 

All he needed to do was get her away from Weasley and Potter. Who seemed to had been hired by Viktor to be her personal bodyguard. 

But Draco was a Malfoy. He would get the girl as Lucius had once said. And tonight after the gifts exchange. He would pull Hermione to the side and poor out his heart. Maybe just maybe they still had a chance.

But of course he never got the chance to pull Hermione off. Because a gift from Clara to him. Had changed his life. A mini jersey with his number on it. Was the bomb that changed it all. 

Then the words that cut threw his heart. "We are expecting a babe. I am pregnant with the Malfoy heir." Clara had told everyone. Draco's blood was running ice cold. 'Occlude. Occlude you piece of shit. Occlude before you do something you will regret. Your about to be a father. Holly shit!'

It had been the hardest hour of his life. Occluding left to right. Having to say 'thank you', and 'we will see.' To everyone who congratulated them and wished for them to have a son. 

Shit the Malfoy family had. Only had sons for the pass 100 years. Why couldn't it be a girl. 'No you moron because this is not the child you invision. A little girl with curly blonde hair and her mother's smile.' No he was about have a child with another witch.

And why!? Why the fuck couldn't his sperm gotten. His beautiful witch pregnant. 'Because you piece of shit. She is not yours. Plus the witch you love obviously was smart enough to take some kind a contraceptive.'

Unlike Clara. Who got pregnant after a one night stand. One night you only have blurry visions of. And for the fact. That you woke up naked. With a naked Clara next to you. After the Patil wedding. Because you had let her get you drunk. 

It didnt help your ego that you had to see Hermione go into Viktor's hotel bedroom. Instead of going for her. You let Clara take you to your bedroom. While she told you. Merlins knows what. You fucken idiot ended up fucking Hermione's assistant and now that assistant. Was carring your child. How were you going to explain this to your mother? Oh Narcissa Malfoy was going to kill you. Maybe you would let her.

Later that night after he had to pull Clara away from the press. He had taken her home and told her they would speak later. He had to clear his mind. Talk to his mother. Check the Malfoy and Black tapestry. Maybe, just maybe there had been a mistake.

But when Draco arrived home. And saw the Malfoy tapestry growing a new branch near his name. He threw a tumbler to the wall. After that explosion Draco ran to his father's study. He needed someone to listen to him. And if that meant Lucius's unmoving portrait. Then so be it.

"!!WHY!! WHY her and why tonight! Tonight was the night I would man up and talk to Hermione. Instead I get informe I am about to be a father. A father! A bloody fucken father to a child. I had no intention of having not with her. Not with fucken Clara Smith. Who can't even get my dam coffee right." Draco screamed drinking a bottle of fire whiskey. 

"Why aren't you here! Why aren't you here to yell at me! To tell me what an idiot I am. For... for letting her go once more. And with that... that man. What did he do? What does Viktor Krum have I don't." Draco huffed angry tears starting to fall.

The portrait of Lucius Malfoy seemed to be looking at him. Even when the portrait in front of him was not magically charmed.

"All I wanted was to give her this necklace. This necklace that was going to similice our unity. Our branches coming together. Instead!.... Instead I have a new branch growing near my name. Why! Why won't you answer me! Why did you leave us! Why can't I have her! Why can't I have the woman I love! What did I do! What did I do. I lost her father. I lost the love of my life. I lost Hermione Granger." Draco said falling to his knees in tears.

Narcissa had appeared seconds later. She had been in her own gala that night. And had just returned to hear her son scream. She had ran as fast as her dress robes would allow. 

But when she arrived at the doors of her late husband study. She froze and heard her son scream. When she finally heard nothing but sobs. She entered finding Draco on the floor rocking himself back and forth.

She approached slowly. Like one would do a hurt dragon. Her dragon was hurting and would continue to hurt. As she knew what she had to say would just destroyed him even more.

"I am sorry mother. I am so sorry for dissapointing you. I bet aunt Bella is dancing in her fucken grave. Pleased I have secured a pureblood Malfoy heir. But all I wanted was a child with Hermione. Even if that meant they would be half-bloods. And would destroy the Malfoy and Black pureblood. All I wanted was her and now I think I have lost her." Draco said. As Narcissa held him tight.

"You and I both know her to well Draco. Hermione won't take you. Not when there is a child in the middle. A child that is not hers. She will want you to do the right thing by your child." Narcissa said pausing.

"I am sorry Draco. But you know what must be done. You must marry your future child's mother. Unless you wish to be like Marcus Flint and have children roaming around." Narcissa told her son.

Draco looked up. Still with tears in his eyes. "I am not like Flint. I will pay for my mistake. I'll marry Clara and give our child my name. Even if it means I will loose Hermione forever. She would hate me more if I didn't do the right thing." Draco said starting to stand.

Narcissa nodded and hugged her son one last time. Before heading off to help him start the paperwork. And control the press. Narcissa was as upset as Draco. But also knew Hermione would never take her son. When an innocent child was in between. So with a heavy heart. She gave Draco an engagement ring from the Malfoy vaults.

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Before Draco knew it. He had some how arrived in front of the alter. Pansy looked as annoyed as ever. Even his little cousin Teddy looked upset. While Theo looked smug for some reason.

Hermione was holding on to his mother's hand. And all he wanted to do was runaway with her. But Draco had to do the right thing.

Or so he thought.