A/N: I got the wedding vows off of Pinterest hehe

Lavender's POV:

You would have thought that Draco hated Ron and I for choosing his birthday as our wedding day, which every year from now on would be our anniversary.

He actually seemed quite grateful.

I'm almost positive he seemed to want to forget his birthday.

Poor guy, he had no idea what was coming for him!

We had planned for the reception to have a 'HAPPY B-DAY DRACO!' station so people could sing to him.

The best part was...

Ron and I got another cake to smash over his head!

Besides getting married to Ron, that was definitely the best part of the wedding. I can't wait to see his face! Or maybe I shouldn't be so excited, he could hex us still....I shudder at the thought.

"Lavender! Hold still!" My mother hisses, fiddling with my hair.

"Yes mother," I sigh, now maintaining perfect posture so I could look perfect for my perfect wedding.

I had the colour scheme picked out, red and blue, we had the cake, red velvet, I had the dress and I had the perfect bridal party. So far as far as I'm concerned, everything is perfect, and I intend for it to stay that way.

Hermione continues to fiddle around with her dress and I wonder what's going on inside her head.

Her and Draco have an interesting relationship, actually. It's like they quite obviously love each other but won't admit it or show it. They've fallen in love at least a hundred times since they had been instructed to marry, but so many things got in their way.

They would do coupley things such as kiss and such but they didn't really think of themselves as married. Odd, isn't it?

They seem to fall in love with each other over and over again, every time they look at another, every time they touch, or even when they think about the other person, they fall in love.

"Stop. Moving!" My mother hisses once more, shoving my shoulders harshly up so she could continue with my hair.

"Yes mother," I drawl, glancing in the mirror. I see all of my bridesmaids and my maid of honor, Luna.

I had gotten many questions as to why we had each other as the other's maid of honor, and the only explanation I can give is that I just feel that she would fill the spot best.

Astoria and Pansy were wonderful, but I wasn't that close to them. Same thing with Hermione and Ginny, so Luna and I were with each other, and it was quite enjoyable.

"Ginny!" Hermione gasps, dropping what looks like a tube of lipgloss onto the floor, the sticky contents still within the liquid somehow.

Ginny smirks and pats her stomach. "Just saying!"

Mrs. Weasley, or, my future mother-in-law, frowns at her daughter. "Ginny, don't tease the poor girl!"
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Ron has truly given me a perfect wedding.

As I walk down the aisle, doves are released, flying around gloriously, acting as a true sign of love in the air. The chairs are decked out in red and blue as well as hints of gold.

My huge princess dress is nowhere as dramatic as Hermione's, but I feel that it suits me and I truly love it.

Ron stands at the altar, and I can tell that if it weren't for the anti-sweating charm, he would have been sweating chickens.

Good thing I don't sweat, and thank goodness for cooling charms!

When I'm a few steps away from the altar, my bridal party beams at me. Ginny mimes gagging quickly so I sneer at her in response, thankful that my back is turned to the audience.

"Today, we witness the magical joining of..." Kingsley drones on about boring wedding things that nobody really cares about.

"...with all her faults and her strengths...."

"...pledge your life..."

Ron gives me a slight eye role and I risk stick my tongue out, knowing I would get an earful from my mother, and possibly Mrs. Weasley, if they saw.

"You may state your vows."

"I solemnly swear to take you, Lavender Brown, to be my lawfully wedded wife. To have and to hold from this day forward, for better or worse, through the Imperius curse, to love and cherish until death do we part." Ron says, looking me in the eye.

"I solemnly swear to take you, Ronald Billius Weasley, to be my lawfully wedded husband. To have and to hold from this day forward, for better or worse, through the Imperius curse, to love and cherish until death do we part." I repeat, looking right back at him.

"You may-"

"Kiss the bride, thank you Kinglsey but I got it from here," Ron jokes, leaning towards me. He quickly removes my veil and captures my lips in his, holding me in a passionate kiss.

This is perfect.
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Ron and I lift up the extra cake from behind our large wedding cake, cackling slightly. Creeping up behind Draco, I lift up the cake with Ron, silently giggling as the blond haired boy continues to talk with his wife, who is in on the plan and about to give us the code words.

"And yeah so I have a feeling something bad might happen..." Hermione warns, cocking her head slightly to the side. To really sell it, she looks down and bites her lip, allowing a tear to form at the brim of her eyes.

"What?" Draco asks, putting a hand on her shoulder. "What's-"

I flip the cake over his head, thrusting it up in the air. It lands on him with a splat and I see a giggling Hermione as the frosting and spongy dessert soils his expensive suit.

"Whoops!" Hermione snorts, wiping some frosting off his face. "I suppose that was the something bad!"

Draco growls at her and pulls her into a tight hug, covering her in frosting and cake as well. She yelps and tries to jump back to spare her dress, but she's too late. Draco pulls her into a soft kiss, smudging her makeup and replacing it with cake.

She sighs and I take that as my cue to leave, tugging Ron along with me before we witnessed too much.

"They're in love," He notes, gazing over at them.

"I just wish they would admit it," I agree.

"Well they got Cygnus as an Astronomy project," My husband informs me, sliding an arm around my waist.

"How fitting!" I giggle.

"How fitting," He repeats. "Yeah..."

"MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE!" Neville calls out. Chills are sent down my spine as I remember what was planned and I scold myself. How could I have forgotten!

To keep his secret, Draco and Ginny had lied that Neville was reproposing to Luna, so we also had to have a scheduled time for that.

Nice going, Draco and Ginny. Really great job, you almost let the one person who wasn't supposed to know anything, know something!

Neville slowly lowered himself on one knee and Luna looked around, a little shocked. Despite being good actors, I knew they were both feigning their emotions. (I'm not saying I'm a harsh judge, I'm saying that I already knew before it actually happened, you know?)

"Luna Lovegood, I know we're getting married within the next 72 hours," Laughter echoes through the hall, cutting Neville off. Neville sheepishly waits for the laughter to quiet down before continuing.

"But you're one of the most extraordinary girls. Will-" Luna jumps on him, really selling the act.

"YES!" She cries, beaming as he slips the ring onto her finger.

Alright, that part isn't acting.

Everybody rushes forward to congratulate them. Unsurprisingly, Hermione is the first one to rush over and squeeze them both tight.

"CONGRATULATIONS GUYS!" She squeals.

Good, Hermione's been fooled. Draco Lucius Malfoy if you fail, you'll never hear the end of it, and I mean it.