This is the chapter I accidentally deleted...
"What the actual FUCK" Draco's eyes literally popped out of his head, "You want me, to marry her" He shot me a weird look before adding "no offense"
"Calm down mate" Blaise urged
"How can I calm down last time I married a psycho bitch!" Draco shrieked
"Just listen" Blaise interjected
"No. There is no good reason anywhere on earth that could convince me to marry him" I say pointing at Draco, keeping my voice at a median tone to hide my distress.
"Please," Blaise begs calmly, "The wizenmagot will big in favor of a stable home. You two are not stable. Astoria has money, Ida's half siblings, a nice home, and to the public she's mentally stable" He pauses taking a swig of water, "If you two were married, your be stable financially, and she'd have to stable loving parents, you have the manor. You can get a divorce once the trial is won, it's not about you" he finished emphasizing his last sentence. The room was deadly silent, not even the wind dared to blow. Draco stood up and stalked out of the lounge into the kitchen and began rummaging around in the cupboards. He pulled out a large clear glass vial of fire whiskey, and two shot glasses. He expertly filled them before passing one to me.
"Hey.." Blaise whined
"Oh shut it" Draco snapped, he turned to look at me, "1,2,3" I followed Draco's lead and downed the shot, which burned my throat.
"Granger, go get dressed. We have a wedding to attend"
Blaise and the couple touched ground on the marble floor of the ministry. Hermione now donned a white dinner dress and Draco has simply ironed his black shirt from the day before. The two had a few more shots before leaving, and were a little tipsy as they walked across the floor, towards a brass lined door.
"Magical Matrimony and Domestic Affairs" the door blew open and the two walked into a room that looked like a church, with oak pews and a large flowering arch, a tired looking wizenmagot official stood leaning against his lectern dozing. Blaise the only witness, sat in the pew farthest back to avoid anyone noticing him.
The room was cold, and I'd never gotten drunk off a few swings of whiskey, Hermione clung to my arm as she staggered with me up to the podium. I tapped it lightly with my wand to wake up Tiberius, my fathers old friend. He would probably kill me if he were alive. Luckily he wasn't, I would happily marry Hermione over Greengrass any day. Tiberius continued to snore so I poked him gingerly in his chubby face. His head snapped up and he looked around the room with narrowed eyes.
"Draco m'boy, finally come to visit you old uncle" He said clapping my back. I forced a smile and shook his hand.
"Hello old friend, I was wondering I you would extend your services to help me and my lovely fiancé" I say exaggerating Hermione's hour long title. Tiberius turned his head toward hermione and his pudgy red pace turned redder than before, begrudgingly one fear of loosing his job to the new discrimination law he straightened up and with a flick of his wand summoned a piece of paper.
"Fill this out, and then we can begin" He grumbled glaring at Hermione.
"I know she's beautiful, but don't you have a wife Tibby" I sneer, attempting to tease Hermione and insult Tiberius at the same time. They both turned red. Hermione snatched the paper from the grumbling old man and took a seat in the first pew. I followed her taking the seat next to her. Hermione filled out her information such as her name and date of birth in delicate cursive. Even in her inebriated state she has beautiful hand writing. She then passed me the paper, which I ruined with my drunken chicken scrawl, to be even more of a tease I folded the piece of parchment into an airplane, before flicking my wand sending it straight toward Blaises head, along with the quill so he could add his witnesses signature.
We stood at the podium, Draco's arm looped around my waist, he was really playing up the lovey doves engaged couple thing. To not lie was actually enjoying it. My last serious relationship was with Ron, but in the end we decided we were better of as friends, I'm glad he married Lavender, they were a better match and they aren't as sickly sweet anymore. I'd dated a few men who caught my fancy when Ida was little but they always assumed the worst when they met Ida. It was nice to feel adored and loved even if it was fake. The little angry man was asleep again. I was going to marry Draco fucking Malfoy, my child hood bully and the father of my daughter.
Draco pokes the old man again and his sleeping form snaps awake.
"Here" Draco says sliding the paper to the old man
"Well then, simply hold out your hands and we will complete the unbreakable vow"
Soon the room was glowing red,
"I promise to love you through sickness and health to death do us part" Draco finishes as the red glow subsides. You may now kiss the bride. I simply moved in to peck Draco's cheek, but he caught me lips in an awkward kiss. At first at least, once the shock wore away it felt right, like my lips were made for his. I pulled back in horror, I just kissed, no made out with Ida's father my fake husband. A Malfoy, and I loved it.
Back at the apartment, I quickly stalked into my room. It was way after 11 and the entire way home was filled with awkward silence. I shut the door behind me, not bothering to change I lay on the bed staring at the sky. The house is silent. A slow creak breaks the silence. I whip my wand from my back pocket and point it at the door,
"Who is it" I growl in annoyance
"Jesus, put your wand down, it's just me" Hermione says in an exasperated tone
"What do you want" I say again putting away my wand. Instead of answering she hands me a note.
Dear Malfoys,
Make it believable they are always watching
-BBZ
"The bastard got rid of my door, I've tried every revealing spell I know. Idas, doorway won't let me in either, and I can only sit on the couch" She grumbled, "can I take you couch" she adds pointing to the black velvet couch in the corner.
"Don't bother, that fucked thinks of everything" I laugh dryly patting the bed next to me, "Lie down Mrs. Malfoy"
Hermione's smiled lightly her nose scrunching up a bit, "I have something for you" Hermione tells me unclamping a necklace from her neck, "the realer the better" She says handing me a loop of wire.
"What's that" I ask confused
"Something Ida made in primary school" Hermione tells me, handing me the larger of the two. It was made of two pieces of wire intertwined forming a large D in the center.
"What is it" He asks again
"A ring, Ida always asked who her dad was and why she didn't have one. So she told me that when I found her a daddy, one that would love both of us to give her ring to him. See D for dad and M for mom" Hermione says gesturing between the two rings
They're cute" I say slipping it into my finger "Draco and Mione, Mom and Dad"