You are viewing a story from harrypotterfanfiction.com View Online | Printer Friendly Version of Entire Story Chapter 1: Malfoy traditions [View Online] Malfoy Manor was all decorated for the wedding. Draco Malfoy was getting married to his girlfriend, Astoria Greengrass, whom he had been dating for the last two years. They had met at a social gathering. Draco knew Astoria’s older sister, Daphne, who was the same age as him. Lucius and Narcissa approved of the relationship. Astoria was a pureblooded, and came from a respectable family. The guests slowly started to assemble. It was a small elitist wedding. The Parkinsons, the Goyles, the Crabbes, and the Zabinis were the only ones invited. Mr Nott was serving a life sentence in Azkaban. His son Theodore wasn’t on good terms with Draco. Draco didn’t know why Pansy would come, considering their humiliating break up four years ago, but the Parkinsons still wanted to keep up appearances by being friends with a powerful family. The Crabbes and the Goyles relied on the Malfoys for social standing. In Narcissa’s room, Astoria was examining herself in the mirror to make sure her hair, her makeup and everything was done perfectly, not a hair out of place, not a single blemish showing. Looks were always the most important aspect. The bridal party consisted of Astoria’s older sister, Daphne, and her best friend, Petronilla Selwyn, who was her chief bridesmaid. Astoria’s blonde hair was done up in an elaborate updo that took five hours to prepare. Her makeup was carefully painted on as though applied by a paintbrush. Her wedding dress was an elaborate ball grown styled dress robe. She wore a gold, goblin-made crown that had been in the Malfoy family for centuries and a necklace with a large blue diamond. “You look absolutely gorgeous, like a queen,” said Daphne. “I always said Draco could do better than that ninny, Pansy, she was such a plain Jane.” “You’re marrying one of the best men out there,” agreed Petronilla. Drusus Greengrass was waiting for Astoria outside the room. When Astoria was ready she walked out she took her father’s arm and the pair of them walked down to the Manor Sanctuary. Gregory Goyle was standing as best man, with Blaise Zabini and Marcus Flint as Ushers. Draco wasn’t particularly close to any of them, but he didn’t really have a lot of options. Besides, Marcus was going to be Draco’s brother in law. He was married to Astoria older sister, Syrinx. The musical for the bridal procession started to play. Astoria entered with her father, followed by the bridesmaids. Draco coolly assessed Astoria. She did meet his standards, being pureblooded and from a respectable family, and a cut more intelligent than his previous girlfriend. Plus, she had no death eater affiliations, a nice bonus. He’s not the best-looking man, rather pale and skinny, Astoria thought but he has money and can keep me in style. That’s what’s important. “Ladies and gentleman,” began a tufty-haired wizard who often presided over weddings began, “we are gathered here today to celebrate the union of two faithful souls, Draco and Astoria. They have decided to unite in the lifelong marriage. If anyone has any reason why they should not marry, confess it now.” He turned to the couple. “Do you, Draco Abraxas, take Astoria Principessa to be your wife?” he asked. “I do,” Draco replied. “Do you, Astoria Principessa, take Draco Abraxas to be your husband?” “I do,” “Then I declare you bonded for life,” he said. As the two kissed, he a shower of starts wrapped around them. At the reception, Lucius stood up to make a speech. “I would like to thank you all for attending the wedding. The Malfoys have long had a tradition of upholding only the best in wizarding society as one of the oldest and most respectable pureblood families. We take pride in remaining pure and unsullied. This tradition has gone back for years, and it is tradition to produce an heir and contine on our family’s tradition. If not, we fall into disgrace” The guests applauded. The Crabbes watched Lucius looking somewhat resentful. They blamed Lucius and Draco for the death of their son, Vincent, who died four years ago at the Battle of Hogwarts. Mr Crabbe was also in prison, leaving Lavinia and her daughter, Victoria. The Malfoys defected at the last second and were spared prison. Draco and Astoria took the dance floor, and danced to a waltz. Then Lucius and Narcissa waltzed together “It must be bittersweet,” Daphne said to Pansy in a falsely sympathetic voice. “You two used to be the dominant couple of Slytherin, and then it all fell apart.” “Your sister is welcome to my leftovers, I’m a generous person,” Pansy replied in the same falsely sweet voice. Daphne was dancing with one of the other male guests, while Pansy was talking to Terrence Higgs In the corner, Rita Skeeter was watching the wedding and taking notes for her next story for the Daily Prophet. “We’re very pleased with this marriage,” Narcissa told Drusus and Kalliope. “Thank you, Astoria has done well,” replied Kalliope. “Yes,” replied Lucius. “She will hopefully be able to produce an acceptable heir.” The Greengrasses looked like they didn’t quite understand Lucius’s comment, so they let it pass. The wedding went on for the rest of the night. The next day, Rita Skeeter’s article appeared in the Sunday Prophet LOVE CONQUERS ALL! Last night, Draco Malfoy (22) married his longtime sweetheart, Astoria Greengrass (20) in a beautiful fairytale wedding. The Malfoys had rough time escaping the undeserved stigma of jealous families who alleged they had connection to death eaters and dabbled in pureblood supremacy. All of which were unfounded accusation. The wedding only had a select few of people, since the Malfoys are a gracious family who did not wish to burden anyone and making sure many of the spiteful acquaintances of the past who tried to shame them would not be present to spoil such a blissful union. My heartfelt congratulations are offered to the Malfoys and the Greengrasses, and to the newlywed couple.” Lucius smiled. He knew he liked Rita Skeeter for a reason. http://www.harrypotterfanfiction.com |