(A/N I mean it this is the last chapter, no epilogue, it's all going to be wrapped up right here and now. I do suggest going to read my other story which will be updated soon, the fourth chapter is being betaed right now. I was planning to respond to reviews now but you people gave me way more than I could ever dream to get. I never expected to get this many reviews, especially since only one was bad. I truly want to thank everyone for every review I got. They mean so much to me and those are why I continue to write. I don't think I could ever truly get across what all my reviews mean to me. They are truly wonderful and you guys are so great for giving me reviews. Some of you have given me reviews that touched me so deeply that I doubt you know how special they are to me. Thank you to everyone who reviewed and to everyone who liked my story, it feels nice to feel appreciated. And I appreciate every single one of you, and every review you have given me. Thank you so much for reading.I never expected this story to grow to be as big as it had. I just started writing it because I couldn't get the song out of my head. However, as with all my stories it took on a life of its own and I was simply the vessel for it to live through. Really, thank you so much for all the reviews/emails/IMs. Now, on to the story!)
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The Wedding
The past two weeks had been a blur for Ginny. She had dress fittings and food to taste. She had to pick a baker for her cake and she was still trying to get her mother to chill out. She went to bed most nights exhausted, with so little energy all she could do was curl up beside Draco before drifting off to sleep. Hermione threw her a wedding shower two days before the wedding and her gift was a newspaper article.
It seemed Pansy's dream date was getting married, to Harry. And as promised the newspaper had covered the whole affair. In some ways the actually made a logical couple. Harry wanted to be worshipped and she wanted someone to worship. Ginny had laughed for five full minutes after she had read the article.
However, today was the day that every girl dreams of. It was her wedding day, and as tradition stated she woke up, not in her bed, but in a bed in the guest wing. Bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding. She looked beside her on the bed.
"Wake up Hermione." Ginny said shaking her awake. "The wedding is at noon, that only gives me two hours to get beautiful."
"We both know that you aren't going to do anything but shower and slip into your dress." Hermione groaned as she opened her eyes. "Remind me why I spent the night with you."
"Because I wanted one last slumber party before I got married."
"But, I'm married."
"Why did you marry Snape, I mean, what attracted you to him."
"In school Ron and Harry were my best friends, and I loved them dearly. But, when it came to intellectual conversations they weren't there. Occasionally Snape and I would run into each other and we would get in these phenomenal conversations about everything. He got me. I suppose slowly I just started to fall for him. And then we crossed the line, but neither of us felt bad for it."
"And the rest is happily ever after?"
"Yeah."
"Enough about me, don't you have to get ready?"
"I have to go shower." Ginny replied getting out of the bed. "There's another bathroom right down the hall, so try and get up and showered before I get back. I will be doing my hair, if nothing else, and you know how bad I am at doing hair."
"You know, I'm not just good at hair." Hermione called. "I'm wonderful with eye shadow and lipstick."
Ginny took her time in the shower. She was getting married today! Married! Married to Draco Malfoy. She had always heard people talk about how nerve wracking it was to get married. She was just excited. Ginny exited the shower and wrapped herself up in a towel. She exited her bathroom to see Hermione sitting at the vanity and pulling her hair up and pinning it.
"So, what are you going to do with my hair?" Ginny asked as she quickly dried it.
"Nothing much." Hermione replied. "It's so nice down. The most difficult thing will be to hide the combs on the tiara."
"Oh." Ginny replied as Hermione ushered her onto the vanity stool. Hermione got to working on Ginny's hair and after a few minutes she was done.
"How do you like it?" Hermione asked turning Ginny towards the mirror. "Very simple just a few strands pulled back and your tiara is beautiful."
"You hair looks lovely also."
"You don't have to compliment me." Hermione replied giggling. "It isn't my wedding day, it's yours. Now on to the make up."
"I don't want make up." Ginny replied sighing.
"Oh come on." Hermione pleaded. "Just to accentuate the positive. If you don't like it then we can wash it off."
Ginny sighed. "If I don't like it, you promise I can wash it off."
"Of course." Hermione replied pulling her into the bathroom. "Promise to sit still."
"I promise." Ginny replied as she hopped up on the counter. She closed her eyes as she let Hermione put make up on her. She was just about to mention that it must be noon when Hermione announce that she was done.
"Take a look." Hermione told her smirking.
Ginny turned and looked in the mirror and sighed defeat. "I like it."
"I told you." Hermione replied smiling at her handy work.
"I really like the eye shadow. It's sparkly."
"Yep." Hermione nodded. "Guess what."
"What?"
"It's eleven thirty."
"I'm getting married in half an hour."
"Yes you are." Hermione replied grinning. "So, what do you say, time to open your real present from me?"
"What?"
"You didn't think that the article was your real present?" Hermione asked. "That was just a place keeper until I could give you this." Hermione rushed to her bag and pulled out a wrapped box. "Open it."
Ginny laughed as she opened it. "I knew it."
"Every girl needs sexy lingerie for their wedding night." Hermione replied. "And this just looked perfect."
"Please don't tell me this was expensive." Ginny replied blushing, "There is barely anything to this."
"Which is the point." Hermione replied. "You're suppose to wear as little as possible while still wearing enough so that he has something to rip off of you."
Ginny blushed furiously as she took another look at the gift she had gotten. "Okay, I'm going to go put this on, and my dress, I'll be out in a few minutes."
"Wait."
"What?"
"Your mother gave me this to give to you." Hermione replied handing her another bag.
Ginny opened it. "A garter, that's why she didn't want me to buy one."
"Okay, go change so I can change." Hermione replied shooing her into the bathroom.
Ginny looked at herself in the mirror before exiting the bathroom.
"Oh, Ginny." Hermione gasped. "You look so... so... wow."
"I think I'm starting to get nervous." Ginny replied. "Why did I agree to not do a rehearsal dinner?"
"You'll be fine." Hermione told her. "But seriously. Draco is going to go insane when he sees you. He still doesn't know you aren't wearing robes does he?"
"No. I wanted to surprise him." Ginny replied. "You really think he will like it."
"I know he will like it. You look so beautiful."
"Thanks Hermione." Ginny replied. "I have wonderful taste when it comes to bridesmaid dresses."
"That you do." Hermione agreed admiring herself.
"You don't think she would just not show?" Draco asked as he straightened his robes.
Blaise chuckled. "I know she isn't going to not show, you didn't see what she was like when you weren't around."
"But still, what if she has come to her senses?"
"As much as I hate to admit it." Blaise teased. "You are actually perfect for her. So hurry up. Denise wants you in the gardens in ten minutes."
"I'm almost ready." Draco replied. "I just need a moment."
"I'll be downstairs."
Draco nodded as he turned back to the mirror. In less than an hour he was going to be married. In less than an hour he was going to make the biggest choice he had ever had to make, and it was going to be a very easy choice to make.
"Draco Malfoy, get your arse out here." Denise called through the door as she pounded on it. "You have to be at the altar waiting before Ginny gets downstairs. Get out of here now!"
"I'm coming." Draco called back as he gave himself one last look in the mirror. He opened the door, "How do I look?"
"Like a man about to be tied down." Denise replied. "Come on." She grabbed him by the sleeve and pulled him down the hall and outside. "We don't want you to be late."
As Denise pulled him to the altar, Draco looked around at all the guests.
"Mr. Malfoy." Dumbledore greeted him with a little nod. "Congratulations on your wedding."
"Thank you." Draco replied with a nod.
"And thank you for asking me to bind you two together."
Draco looked down the aisle as music started. First came one of Ginny's nieces and one of her nephews. Quickly followed after was Blaise with Hermione. Then Ginny appeared and Draco gasped. She was beautiful, radiant, amazing... perfect. She looked up at him and smiled as her father led her down the aisle. When Ginny and her father met up with him, her father leaned down and gave her a kiss on the cheek before placing her hand in Draco's while shaking his other hand.
Ginny and Draco turned back to Dumbledore and waited for him to begin.
"We have come together today to bind the souls of Ginevra Molly Weasley and Draco Lucas Malfoy together. Today is a day that has taken them years to get to. I had the pleasure of watching as young Ginny and Draco first realized that there was something between them. I had the pleasure to watch as a young love blossom. Even through distance and time the love continued and finally, here they are today. Standing before us, wanting to join together in a union so binding and ancient that few couples choose to participate in. A true soul binding." Dumbledore took a moment for the news to sink in. After all a true soul binding was forever. There was no leaving. Once you are bound, you are stuck. "Wands please."
Ginny's niece handed Dumbledore Ginny and Draco's wands and they were placed on a white velvet cushion. "Ginevra, do you promise to always cherish your relationship with Draco, to love, obey and honor him?"
"Yes, I do." Ginny replied smiling at Draco.
"Draco, do you promise to always cherish your relationship with Ginevra, to love, obey and honor her?"
"I do." Draco nodded, grinning back at Ginny.
"If you could place your hands over your wands and repeat these words after me." Dumbledore instructed. As Ginny and Draco repeated the words after him their wands started to fuse together and by the time they were done they had two wands again. "You may take your wands."
Ginny and Draco took their newly fused together wands and tucked them away. Dumbledore talked a bit more before they exchanged the rings and then Draco got to kiss his bride.
"You're stuck with me." he whispered before he kissed her.
"I'm pleased to announce for the first time Mr. and Mrs. Draco Malfoy."
Draco looked up as Blaise stood up and cleared his throat. "I believe as best man that I have a speech to make." Blaise smirked to Draco before starting. "I have known Draco for years now and because of it I always told him that he wasn't good enough for Ginny. I still believe that. Sorry man but look at her, she's gorgeous." Blaise paused as light laugher started up.
"I got an interesting present from Hermione." Ginny whispered quietly to Draco.
"Seriously though, these two owe me. If it weren't for me they never would have gotten together." Blaise continued. "I knew they were made for each other when I realized that they were both so damn stubborn. So stubborn they wouldn't just date, and you have no clue how hard I worked to get them together."
"What did she give you?" Draco whispered during another pause for laughter.
"Finally, they realized that I am a genius and they gave each other a shot." Blaise continued. "Of course you don't know how much trouble I got in with her brothers for setting her up with him. And I'm probably about to get in more because their mother didn't know that." Blaise laughed uneasily as the rest of the crowd laughed as Ginny's mom threw a roll at him.
"Apparently it's a tradition to wear only enough lingerie so that you have something to rip off but still enough to look sexy."
"Lingerie?"
"Yes." Ginny replied smiling innocently.
"Blaise hurry the hell up." Draco called.
"So I set them up, so you can thank me for being here today." Blaise replied smirking at Draco. "I forgot my point, thanks for the roll." Blaise held up the roll. "Basically, these two really love each other. They really do, being around them together it's a treat. It's a lesson to how you should treat the people you love. I don't know about Ginny, but I do know that Draco has changed for the better because of her. So I hope you two never lose what it is that makes you so wonderful together." Blaise raised his glass as they all took a sip of their drinks.
"So, let's go." Draco whispered in Ginny's ear.
"We haven't danced yet." Ginny replied, "Or for that matter actually eaten."
"Sexy lingerie." Draco moaned quietly.
"It isn't like you haven't shagged me before." Ginny replied with a little smile. "Enjoy this, it's only going to happen once."
Draco kissed her on the cheek before starting on his meal. After a few minutes Draco turned to her. "Dance with me."
"What?"
"They are playing my favorite song." Draco replied. "Dance with me."
"Of course." Ginny replied, letting Draco lead her to the dance floor. "Why do you like this song so much?" Ginny asked.
"It's called A Lonely September." Draco told her, "My second year in hiding we went to America, which is when I ran across this band. This song reminded me of you."
"Why?"
"Just listen to it." Draco replied, pulling her closer to him and dancing with her. Ginny danced with him silently during the song.
"I get why you like this song." Ginny told him as the song ended and a faster song started. By then more people had joined them on the dance floor and they started to jump around with the music. "You were right when you picked this band, this is fun."
"I haven't told you yet." Draco replied pulling her off the floor. "But, you look beautiful."
"So do you." Ginny replied.
"You look perfect."
"So do you." Ginny told him as she kissed him gently on the lips. "And you're all mine."
"As you are mine." Draco replied.
"Two more hours here and then we can duck out." Ginny told him.
"Good." Draco replied. "Come on, let's mingle."
"Draco,"
"Yes?"
"I'm in love with you." Ginny told him as they started back to the dance floor.
Draco looked at Ginny. "I'm in love with you too."
"Good." Ginny nodded. "Because you're stuck with me."
"I could never be stuck with you." Draco told her. "I'm only graced with your presence."
"Sweet talking isn't going to get us to leave any earlier." Ginny told him.
"I wasn't sweet talking you." Draco replied. "That was the truth."
"Let's dance."
Ginny pulled him into the middle of their friends and family and started to dance.
"So," Draco started as he finally pulled her down to his room. "Let's see what Granger gave you."
Ginny laughed as he tugged at the zipper of her dress. "You know, if you let me undo my zipper then the dress might not rip."
"And a beautiful dress at that."
"Custom made."
"Spending my galleons already."
"You wouldn't have it any other way."
"Of course not." Draco agreed as he kissed her along her neck. "All I ever want to do is worship your wonderfully naked form and spoil you senseless."
Ginny laughed as she slipped the dress off and Draco gasped. "Don't worry, I'll let you worship me if you let me worship you."
Draco pushed her back on the bed as he shrugged off his dress robes. "Whatever you want, love, whatever you want."
"I want you." Ginny whispered quietly.
"Good." Draco replied as he pulled the covers over them. "Because I want you too."
"Blaise, what would you say to us tying the knot?" Ron asked as he watched Draco pull his sister out of the ballroom.
"Are you asking?" Blaise asked.
"If you're saying yes."
"I'm saying yes." Blaise told him. "But, let's keep it a secret, we don't want to ruin your sister's day."
Ron smiled. "Her day is over, she isn't even here. She's gone to start her married life."
"About time."
"Agreed."
Draco lay there looking at his wife. His perfect wife. He brushed her hair out of her face as she cuddled against him. "You know, we should just stay here forever."
"We could." Ginny replied. "We don't have to answer to anyone but us anymore."
"I still can't believe you married me."
"I can't believe you wanted to marry me."
"Of course I did." Draco told her. "You're perfect."
"So are you."
"So I've heard."
"Draco."
"Yes?"
"Shut up." Ginny replied as she laid her head against his chest. "I'm trying to memorize this moment."
"What moment is that?"
"The moment that I realized that I have never been happier than I am right now."
"It only gets better from here."
Ginny sighed quietly as she pulled herself against Draco. "My mother doesn't hate you."
"That's good."
"No it isn't." Ginny disagreed. "Now she is going to start bugging me about when we are having kids."
"What happened to memorizing the moment?"
"I did." Ginny replied. "Now I'm just enjoying the feeling of knowing that I will always have you with me."
"You know you saved my life."
"What?"
"I probably would have eventually become a death eater if it weren't for you."
"Oh."
"Thank you."
"For?"
"For giving me a chance, for listening to Blaise. For being you." Draco replied.
"Thank you."
"What?"
"You noticed me and you gave me a chance." Ginny replied. "You saved me also."
"I didn't know that."
"I know." Ginny nodded. "Whisper me sweet nothings."
"Why?"
"Because, I just want to hear your voice." Ginny replied. "I can feel you and," she kissed him, "I can taste you and now I just want to hear you."
Draco lay with her and whispered sweet nothings to her, and then he whispered things to her that he actually thought and felt. And as their guests were above them laughing and dancing, and eventually leaving they stayed downstairs and enjoyed each others company. And for the first time in a long time they were totally in their own world. Tomorrow they would hear about Ron and Blaise being engaged. A week later they would read about Harry getting a divorce from Pansy. A year later they would learn of their first child. But for the time being it was about them, all about them. And both of them couldn't help but wonder how they had become so lucky. The only answer: fate.
The End