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Can We Make It	By : Jenxiaris Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 10939 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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The next morning Hermione got up, and after dressing went down to breakfast. She sat next to Ginny who was gushing over the bridal section of Witch Weekly, “Look ‘mione I love this one, Harry said to get any dress I wanted since we have no control over the wedding. He said to just send the bill to his vault at Gringotts” Ginny babbled on and Hermione realised she had less that 3 days to get a dress and organise for her parents to get to Hogwarts.

“Gin, if I can organise it with McGonagall, would you go dress shopping with me? I have until Saturday to get something and its Wednesday already”. Ginny immediately agreed as Hermione never wanted to go shopping. Hermione went straight up to the teachers table and spoke with her favourite professor about getting Ginny out of her Friday afternoon lesson as Hermione had a free period then. She then went to the owlery and sent a letter to her parents explaining everything and asking them to attend on Saturday.

Thursday came around with the first wedding; Blaise Zabini was to marry Lavender Brown at 5pm in the Room of Requirement. Blaise had asked Draco to be his best man and Draco had asked Hermione to join him as his date to the wedding. At 4:50pm after quickly changing into her best robes, Hermione met Draco, Blaise, Mrs. Zabini and Lavender’s mother in the room of requirement. The ministry official stood at the back of them room waiting to get things going. As Lavender’s father walked her down the aisle in what could only be called a skimpily short dress (not that Hermione expected anything else from Lavender) Hermione couldn’t take her eyes off Draco.

He stood with a grace that could only come with a rich upbringing, and looked extremely handsome in his dark blue dress robes. Hermione thought he looked good in blue and really began to well….fancy him!

After the ceremony was over and Hermione had enough of the dirty looks from Mrs. Zabini, obviously not everyone was over the blood prejudice, she and Draco walked back to Gryffindor tower. Draco pulled Hermione aside just before they reached the portrait of the Fat Lady. “Hermione, I just wanted to say thank you for coming to the wedding with me”. Hermione smiled at him, she didn’t know what else to do, she was about to thank him when he bent down and pressed his lips to hers.

It was a sweet kiss, nothing she had ever experienced before and the jolt that Hermione had felt during their discussion two days before went through her whole body again. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back. She felt heat run through her whole body and smiled into the kiss. Draco pulled back first, he smiled pecked her lips again and left.

Hermione went into the common room, found Ginny and literally dragged her up to the girls’ dorm.

“He kissed me Gin! He actually kissed me. We were talking and getting along and the next thing I knew he was kissing me”.

“How was it?” Ginny ended the question with a quick lift of her eyebrows.

“Really nice” Hermione couldn’t get the smile off her face.

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With Friday came two more weddings (Justin Finch-Fletchley to Susan Bones and Ernie MacMillan to Eloise Midgen) and Hermione and Ginny’s dress shopping trip.

They met in the Entrance Hall and made their way down to the front gates and apparated to Diagon Alley. Ginny dragged Hermione to four different dress shops before she found the one from the magazine. It was a beautiful strapless Ivory A-Line gown that had detailed beading on the front. Ginny looked like a princess and Hermione couldn’t wait to see the look on Harry’s face when he saw her walk down the aisle.

After another three shops, Hermione still hadn’t found anything suitable to wear for her wedding. Every dress she saw was either too expensive or made her look like a meringue. Hermione may not care very much about fashion, but one thing she knew was that she could not pull off a meringue.

Ginny decided she would take matters into her own hands or Hermione would be getting married in her school robes, “you know ‘mione, there is a bridal shop in Hogsmead, lets go and see what’s there”. Hermione agreed, what else could she do, she wasn’t having any luck where they were.

They apparated to Hogsmead and Ginny led the way to a small boutique on a small lane just off the main high street. As soon as they entered Hermione saw it. Right in front of them was a stunning strapless A-line gown. It was white with red across the bust and a white pattern stitched down the front. Hermione fell in love instantly and immediately called the shop assistant over to ask if she could try it on.

She went into the dressing room and with the help of the assistant she put the dress on. She stepped out of the little cubicle and allowed the young woman to make adjustments. As the woman flitted around her flicking her wand Hermione asked Ginny what she thought. With tear-filled eyes she answered “you look beautiful ‘mione, its perfect”.

Hermione especially loved the red; it paid tribute to her beloved Gryffindor house and made her feel slightly different to all the rest. Hermione paid the assistant and the girls made their way back to Hogwarts, dresses in hand.

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Draco and Blaise went down to the lake during their free period on Friday afternoon. They hadn’t had a chance to talk since Blaise’s wedding two days earlier.

“So, how are things between you and Lavender?” Draco had heard many things about Lavender over the last couple of years; mainly that she was rather dim and a bit too easy.

“To be honest Drake she’s a pain in the arse. I absolutely hate her. She constantly talks and normally about rubbish. She spends so much time in front of the mirror everyday that I can barely get in the bathroom to brush my teeth!” Draco felt bad for his friend ‘at least Granger isn’t too worried about her appearance’ he thought with a smile as the bush that she called hair popped into his head.

“Sorry mate, sounds rough. How was the wedding night?” Draco couldn’t resist asking, he was a guy after all.

Blaise looked like he was reliving a bad memory before he answered. “To be honest, the quicker she gets pregnant the better off I’ll be. I think I’m going to have to be celibate for the rest of my life with the fidelity charm they put on my ring because easy as everyone says she is and believe me she was no virgin, she has been stiff as a board every time we’ve done it”.

Draco didn’t quite know what to say so he settled for a pat on the back and silence. “How about you and Granger, think your gonna be ok?” Draco felt his whole body warm at the mention of Hermione.

“I think we are going to be ok, at least we haven’t tried to kill each other the few times we’ve met this week. Actually I quite like her”. Blaise felt his jaw hit the floor at this statement, the Slytherin Prince just admitted to liking Hermione Granger!

“What do you mean by like Drake, like as in she’s not a total nightmare or like as in like”.

Draco didn’t know how to answer so he simply went with the truth “she’s actually quite nice when she’s not being bossy and at your wedding I actually thought she looked quite pretty. And after your wedding I couldn’t stop myself, I kissed her”.

Again Blaise’s jaw hit the floor. “I can’t believe you kissed her! You hate her. She hates you, your enemies how can you like her and kiss her?!” After more talking Blaise made his way his way towards the Marriage Wing feeling even more disappointed in his match with Lavender and Draco headed towards the castle feeling that maybe things wouldn’t be as bad as he thought, after all as far as he knew no-one had it worst than Blaise.

Draco entered the Great Hall and walked towards the Slytherin table for dinner. On the way her overheard some of the conversation Ginny was having with a 6th year he didn’t recognise “…she looked so beautiful, I can’t wait for everyone to see her tomorrow”. Draco remembered that Hermione was going to buy her dress earlier that day and he was actually beginning to look forward to his wedding the following day, even if he was being forced to marry the Gryffindor princess.

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“Oh my god, I’m getting married tomorrow, oh my god, oh my god, OH MY GOD” Hermione as pacing up and down the girls dorm getting more and more nervous by the minute. Pavarti Patil wasn’t sure how to calm her down or comfort her and was struggling not to laugh as Hermione became more and more animated “If I ever get my hands on Grogan Lufkin I’m going to kill him! How can they do this to us? I’m too young, I can’t do this!” The realisation of what the marriage law meant had finally hit Hermione. She had been so calm since the announcement, taking everything in her stride, but now she was terrified and more importantly, she was furious.

Pavarti decided she couldn’t allow this to continue and did the only thing she could….she ran and got Ginny. Who else could handle Hermione when she got like this?

Ginny whipped out her wand “Hermione Jean Granger, if you do not calm down I’m going to show you just how good my Bat Bogey Hex really is!” Not wanting to be attacked by bat sized mucus; Hermione sat down on the bed and crossed her arms.

“I can’t do this Gin; this is Malfoy we’re talking about. I know he’s been okay with me this week but we are still talking about Draco Malfoy. How am I supposed to marry him and have his children? Oh god I’ve got to have sex with him!”

She was starting to get hysterical again, so Ginny kneeled down in front of her and took her hands “listen ‘mione, the majority of people being affected by this law are thinking the exact same thing as you. Do you honestly think that George wants to marry Pansy Parkinson, yeah you heard me right. George as to marry that pug-face Slytherin. Now you go wash your face, brush your teeth and get into bed because tomorrow morning we are going to turn you into a princess and you are going to have Draco Malfoy bowing down at your feet and begging you to marry him”

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Down in the dungeons, Draco was feeling the same way, except that instead of freaking out and panicking, he was dealing with it by getting extremely drunk on a bottle of Ogden’s finest, which had been snuck in by Blaise, who was relieved not to be spending the evening with his wife.

Draco, Blaise and Goyle sat in the draftee green common room plotting the torture and death of Grogan Lufkin and eventually after watching Goyle pass out in a heap on one of the plush couches and talking Blaise into going home to his wife Draco went to bed and fell asleep dreaming of brown curls and emerald engagement rings.

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The next morning found Hermione seated in front of a large mirror in her dressing gown as Ginny applied make up to her face. Ginny had promised to keep it simple and so far she seemed to be sticking to her promise. She had applied a light foundation and some neutral shades of eye shadow and eyeliner and black mascara. She was applying a light sheen of blush so that Hermione didn’t look so pale e before finishing off with some clear lip-gloss. “I would like to put your hair up Hermione, is you mum still bringing you jewellery, because if she isn’t I can’t do it”

Hermione was having a hard time keeping her nerves under control so she just nodded and Ginny proceeded to put her hair up in a neat french twist. Her parents had written back to her the day before saying that they were not happy about the situation and would much prefer she came home, but as she was an adult the would respect her decision and come to the wedding. Her mother had also said that she would bring her grandmothers crystal jewels from her own wedding for Hermione to wear as she had always admired them.

Harry had been given special permission by the headmistress to apparate to their house and bring them back to Hogwarts as they were not connected to the floo network and Hermione was very anxious to see them. The wedding was to take place at 1pm in the Room of Requirement and at 12:15pm Harry followed by Mr. And Mrs. Granger entered the Gryffindor common room. Pavarti immediately took Mrs. Granger up to Hermione.

Mrs. Granger immediately burst into tears when she saw her daughter in her wedding dress ready to become Mrs. Malfoy. “You look beautiful darling. I wish this was under better circumstances but I am still so happy to be able to see you like this”. Knowing how close they had come to losing their daughter during the war Mr. And Mrs. Granger could not miss their daughters wedding no matter how much they disagreed with it.

“Thanks mum, have you got Granny’s jewels, I haven’t got long before the ceremony to finish getting ready”, Hermione didn’t want to be rude but she was so nervous and desperately wanted to get the whole thing over with before she changed her mind. She put on the crystal bracelet ad earrings and her mother put the matching necklace around her neck. She looked in the mirror and couldn’t believe her eyes, she looked stunning even if she thought so herself. They made their way down to the common room, with Mrs. Granger still crying and Ginny trying in vain to comfort her and greeted her farther along with Harry and Ron.

The boys looked like they had been hit by the Hogwarts Express, they couldn’t believe what was in front of their eyes “blimey ‘mione…you look incredible” Ron had finally given in and spoken to her for the first time since she had walked into the common room wearing her engagement ring. He couldn’t seem to get over the fact that Hermione had been so agreeable to Malfoy’s suggestions.

They made their way down to the room of requirement and everyone except for Hermione and her father went inside and took their seats.

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Down in the dungeons Draco was putting his best black dress robes on over his suit and waiting for his only outside guest to arrive. Blaise had gone to meet Mrs. Malfoy down at the school gates as Draco’s father Lucius was currently serving life in Azkaban.

Ever the aristocrat arrived wearing a beautiful, expensive looking green knee length suit. She immediately started fussing over Draco’s tie and moved his hair out of his face “Oh mother will you stop fussing, I can dress myself you know”,

“Now you listen to me Draconis Lucius Malfoy, four months ago I spent a day not even knowing if you were dead or alive, if I want to fuss over you on your wedding day I will!”

Draco had spent most of the morning nursing the hangover from hell until Pansy Parkinson, feeling bad enough for him (after all he was marrying Granger) gave him a hangover potion, Now he just wanted to go and get the ceremony over with, and maybe see that dress that the Weaslette was going on about.

After making their way down to the room of requirement Draco and his best man Blaise stood at the front with the ministry official while Goyle escorted Mrs. Malfoy to her seat and sitting down next to her. Not long after Harry, Ron, Ginny, Luna and Mrs. Granger entered and sat down ready and waited for Hermione and her father.

When Hermione entered on the arm of Mr. Granger, the first thing she saw was fairy lights covering the back wall where Draco and the ministry official stood waiting, although on close inspection she realised they were actually real fairies charmed to stay still in the air giving the room a beautiful glow. The Room had obviously decided wanted or not this was a wedding and it dressed the part with walls of warm butterscotch and a roaring fireplace on another wall.

It was a very romantic setting, the sort of place Hermione would have chosen had circumstances been different.

She walked up the aisle with her father, and upon reaching Draco felt her nerves disappear. No matter how much she didn’t like the situation, she realised just as Ginny had said the night before, she wasn’t the only one going through this.

The ministry official started off by tying their hands together with a piece of white silk and began asking them to repeat vows not unlike the traditional muggle wedding vows. At the end of the ceremony he tapped the silk with his wand, placing a fidelity charm on it, and they all watched as the piece of cloth turned into two platinum wedding bands, which they placed on each others fingers and were pronounced husband and wife.

“You may kiss your bride Mr. Malfoy”. Draco leaned down and gave Hermione a sweet kiss on the lips before taking her hand and leading her back down the aisle and onto their reception that was to be held in an un-used classroom as the Room of Requirement had to be vacated for the next couple.

The classroom was decorated similarly to the ceremony site except that it held a table with food and drinks and had a gramophone that was playing soft music. Hermione and Draco didn’t really know what to say to each other, they had just been joined together for life after almost eight years of hating each other. Draco’s manners kicked in first “Hermione you look stunning in that dress” she answered with a smile, she couldn’t open her mouth for fear of saying that she thought he looked practically edible in his robes.

Neither had noticed that they were still holding hands, a fact that was not lost on the rest of the party when they joined the room a moment later.

Harry played host and made introductions “Mr. & Mrs. Granger may I introduce Narcissa Malfoy, Draco’s mother. Mrs Malfoy these are Hermione’s parents Jean and Henry Granger”. They shook hands and Harry left them to make small talk about how beautiful the wedding was.

Mrs. Granger felt the need to ask mother to mother “How do you feel about all this Mrs. Malfoy, our children never exactly got on and now they’ve been forced to marry, we don’t really know how to react to this.”

“Firstly since our children did in fact just get married please call me Narcissa, secondly while I do not think this marriage law was the best idea our ministry has ever had I am glad that my son was paired with Hermione. Past aside for a moment I think, from what little I know of her, that they will be very good for each other. I also wanted to apologise, my husband dragged our family into the war by blindly following the dark lord and I’m sure it affected your family so no matter how little it will change I do truly want to say sorry” Mrs. Malfoy knew it wouldn’t change anything but within the next year she would be sharing a grandchild with these people so she felt she had to try and get off on the right foot with them.

They carried on conversing about the law and other subjects while Hermione and Draco were speaking to the ministry official “please remember that you cannot take off your wedding rings as they have the fidelity charm on them and will alert the ministry immediately if for any reason you remove them. Can’t have you cheating on your spouses now can we. Also please remember clause 4a in the pamphlet-”

Hermione interrupted “we know sir, we have to consummate by midnight tonight and that we cannot use any contraception; you don’t need to remind us”.

With that the official left to conduct the next ceremony and Hermione and Draco re-joined their guests, “So Blaise where’s your wife?” Draco was really worrying for his friend and hoping that he himself wouldn’t end up in the same situation.

“She’s sulking in our flat, we had an argument this morning about something miniscule and she refused to come, honestly mate I don’t know how I'm supposed to live with her for the rest of my life”.

Hermione couldn’t help but snort slightly, and upon seeing the shocked looks she was getting try to explain “I’m sorry Blaise, it’s just that I lived in the dorms with her for six years so I understand what you mean, feel free to come over to us when she’s driving you insane”.

Draco was truly pleased to hear those words come out of his new wife’s mouth; she really was a nice girl. “Thanks Grang-…Sorry what should I call you; I don’t think we’ve ever spoken before”

“Well Hermione is fine, but you can’t call me Granger anymore since I’m Mrs. Malfoy now.”

Conversations continued on for most of the afternoon, some funny some rather disturbing, especially when Mr. Granger pulled Draco aside and said “Wand or no wand, if I think my little girl is unhappy in any way I will murder you with my dentist drill”.

Hermione did her best to avoid her new mother-in-law as much as possible as she still had nightmares from the torture she had endured at Malfoy Manor and Mrs. Malfoy looked just a little too like her sister for Hermione’s comfort however she couldn’t avoid a swift hug and “Welcome to the family”.

As the afternoon drew into evening it was time for the party to end and after many goodbyes and good lucks Hermione and Draco made their way down to the entrance hall and used the now fireplace their to floo over to the Marriage Wing.

They entered the flat and had a look around. Everything was exactly how Hermione had wanted; the bathroom was baby blue with silver fixtures and fittings. The passage had been left white because Hermione thought making it a darker colour would be a mistake as it was already small. A sneak peak into the baby’s room confirmed that the cream she had chosen was perfect, she had asked for one wall to be painted a dark brown and along with the now dark wood furniture it looked perfect and neutral as obviously didn’t know what they were having yet. The living room was just as Draco had created in the Room of requirement and looked beautiful and the small kitchen was sunshine yellow.

“This looks great Hermione, you made some really good choices” Draco didn’t want to praise it too much or Hermione probably wouldn’t have believed him but he really did like what she had chosen and was impressed with how she had managed to stay away from red and green just as he had mentioned.

“Thanks Draco. Listen, erm… I’m really quite nervous about what we have to do now, so would it be ok if we just did it and not hung around” Draco was rather taken aback but what she had just said but was relieved that he didn’t have to initiate sex.

“Ok Hermione lets go into the bedroom, but listen, I know this is your first time and I know it’s going to hurt but I really will try and take it easy on you”

Hermione was so grateful to hear him say that, she was shaking like a leaf. Draco took her hand and tried to ignore how good it felt in his own and led Hermione to their bedroom.

It was Lavender with accents of darker purple and it was perfect. No red, No Green, just what Hermione wanted and from the look on her husbands face it would appear that Draco agreed.

He led her over to the bed and began unbuttoning his robes and taking them off. He then helped Hermione with the million buttons that kept the back of her dress together. She was visibly shaking so Draco began planting small kisses on her shoulder to help her relax as he pushed her dress down.

What he saw when the dress had joined his robes on the floor, took his breath away and saddened him all at once; Hermione was wearing a simple white bra and panty set which showed off her ample breasts in a delicious way, however it also showed some scars on her body that were obviously from the war, maybe even from his aunts attack on her.

He gestured to Hermione to lie down on the bed and when she complied he leaned over her and began to kiss each scar as an apology for everything that had happened to her whilst taking off everything but his underwear.

Hermione stopped shaking but was still very nervous. She hadn’t expected Draco to be quite so gentle and was little relieved that he was. Draco kissed his way down her neck to the top of her breasts while unclasping her bra, and began sucking on a nipple to the sound of a gasp just above him.

He lavished each of her nipples with attention whilst running his hands up and down her sides and eventually feeling her relax a little more pushed her panties off. He then kissed his way down to her navel and dipped his tongue inside it before descending even further.

Hermione instantly closed her legs and blocked him “Draco you don’t have to do that, its ok” she was bright red; no-one had seen that before.

“Hermione not only do I want you to feel some pleasure from this experience but I think it will help a little when I actually have to push into you. I need you to be wet for me, now relax and open up” to emphasise what he was saying he gently pushed her legs open and very softy touched her clit with his tongue. Hermione was mortified, and not because of what he was doing, but because the instant he began to use his tongue on her she moaned. She couldn’t help it, he was working wonders on her clit with his tongue and even through her nervousness she began to feel a little wet and tingly. Draco, feeling slightly more daring dipped a little lower and ran his tongue along her opening to taste her juices, ‘oh Merlin does she taste good’ was the first thought that came to him. He then moved back up to her clit and stroked it slightly faster with his tongue and began to dip a finger just a little into her entrance. Feeling her getting wetter he pushed his finger all the way in and slowly began to rub her from the inside, Hermione tensed up instantly “Hermione please try and relax, if you tense up its going to hurt a lot more”.

Hermione took a deep breath and relaxed as Draco began moving his finger a little faster. Knowing how nervous she was Draco knew that even he couldn’t get Hermione to climax so after a little more attention to her clit to make sure she was as wet as possible Draco kissed his way back up her body.

“Are you ready?” Hermione nodded, she was too nervous to say anything. Draco took off his pants and aligned himself to her entrance pushing in slightly. He took one of Hermione’s hands and held it tight using his other arm to hold himself up, “squeeze my hand when it hurts, it might help” he then bent down and gave her a deep searing kiss and at the same moment thrust forward and sheathed himself inside her.

Hermione whimpered into his mouth and he opened his eyes to see tears, he just whispered, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry” until she calmed down and then slowly began to move. “Merlin Hermione, so tight! I won’t be able to hold out very long”.

Hermione loosened her grip on his hand and pulled him down for another kiss, if his kisses stayed like that she would be able to get through the discomfort she was feeling at the moment. True to his word Draco began to feel the signs of an orgasm soon after, he quickened his thrusts slightly and with a moan followed by a loud grunt he came inside her.

Hermione smiled at him when he looked at her again, she was thankful that he had been so gentle with her. Draco kissed her again as he pulled out then collapsed onto the bed. He rolled onto his back and pulled Hermione over to him and put his arm around her as she curled into his side.

They both had the exact same thought on the minds ‘“maybe the ministry got it right’.
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