Dedicated to EvangelineLanae because I tried to write it (the part that was suppose to be all cute and romantic) as she would. Didn't work out very well (because she is just amazing at stuff like that), but oh well :)

This chapter was so far the hardest for me to write. It took me two weeks. I had to convince myself that the Woman in Black was going to come and get me if I didn't finish this chapter. Finally I finished.

There is a part on there (you'll know when you get there), that was meant to be all cute and wonderful, but when I started writing it I felt like I was completely invading Draco & Hermione's privacy, so it turned out rather crappy.

Thats Ginny's wedding dress on the side.

And the video is of a wonderful song that made me take back all the bad things I've ever said about Taylor Swift's songs. I found the Dramione version of it just for my lovely readers =)

Enjoy!

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"One's a wish, two's a kiss, three's a letter, four is for something better. Five is for silver, six is for gold, seven is for a secret, never to be told." -Anonymous

As Mrs. Weasley finished the final touches on Ginny's hair and stepped back, everyone sighed. Ginny looked angelic. Her dress was made of soft material that looked like it was emitting a soft glow. It was a mermaid style sleeveless Vera Wang gown with a beaded and embroidered elongated bodice. It had a platinum jeweled silk ribbon belt and tiered ruffle silk organza skirt with a chapel train. Her hair was pulled up with a few curled strands left out artistically. And the whole outfit was completed with Auntie Muriel's tiara that every Weasley has worn on her wedding day. Ginny was glowing with happiness.

"You look beautiful," beamed Mrs. Weasley, giving her a hug. "My little girl all grown up!" She pulled out a handkerchief and began dabbing at her eyes.

"Is she ready?" asked Mr. Weasley walking in. "Oh, you look beautiful, honey," he exclaimed as he saw Ginny.

"Thank you," beamed Ginny, her eyes sparkling with happiness.

"Come on, everyone. Let's head out," Mrs. Weasley ushered the others out of the room, throwing a last teary smile at Ginny; leaving three bridesmaids, the bride, and the father behind.

"All ready to go?" asked Mr. Weasley, hastily brushing at his eyes.

"Yes," Ginny replied with a smile and the music began.

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Hermione was the first to walk out, with a bouquet in hand. She looked around, smiling at all the faces around her before her eyes landed on the men standing at the altar. Her eyes passed over Harry, Ron, and Neville before finally landing on the last man standing at the altar. The second their eyes met, they locked, never once did the gaze falter.

Next came in Luna followed by Gabrielle, and soon it was time for the bride to walk in. The moment Ginny stepped in, a different hush fell over the already silent room. As Harry looked up and saw Ginny, his face lit up like a million light bulbs and a smile took up his face. He looked like he was the happiest man in the world.

After the vows were made, the 'I do's' were said, and the bride and groom kissed; it was time for the much awaited, and much planned, first dance. Harry and Ginny were the first to reach the floor and start dancing, shortly followed by Ron and Gabrielle, Neville and Luna, and, at last, Draco and Hermione.

"Ginny looks beautiful, doesn't she?" asked Hermione as she and Draco waltz amid the plethora of dancers.

"She does," Draco replied glancing at the newly wedded couple dancing in blissful oblivion. "Are you fishing for a compliment by stating that Ginny looks beautiful, therefore making me obliged to suggest that you look beautiful?"

"Of course not," Hermione stuttered, a faint blush coloring her cheeks.

"Well, that's a shame because I was going to say it anyways," smirked Draco at Hermione's pink cheeks.

"Well, you look quite spiffy yourself." replied Hermione.

"So-," began Draco.

"Achoo! Acchoo!" sneezed Hermione consecutively.

"You know," Draco began with a thoughtful look on his face. "Pansy told me something about sneezes once. A saying, actually."

"Oh, really?" asked Hermione.

He looked her in the eye then his gaze flickered down. "If you sneeze once, you get a wish."

Hermione's stomach filled to the brim with fluttering butterflies as her heart beat faster than she thought possible.

"If you sneeze twice..." Draco trailed off, leaning forward.

"And if you sneeze twice?" Hermione breathed.

Draco tilted his head a little to the left and leaned forward until their noses were touching. He looked deep in her eyes and replied, "Two is a kiss," before softly placing his lips on her's.

Although it was a momentary, transitory, fleeting kiss, it was ethereal. For that one short-lived, passing moment, it seemed as if time had frozen. Seconds, years, even centuries, could've passed and made no difference to Hermione. For her, it was a magical moment; the fireworks, the violins, and the whole package.

Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end.

As they pulled apart, Draco smirked, "We, my darling beaver, have perfect timing. I predict that we will make the front page in tomorrow's Daily Prophet."

"Yeah. We will, won't we?" Hermione replied mechanically as she looked around and saw all the cameras and photographers that she had somehow missed before, and tried to mask her disappointment.

It was only when Fred and George came up to them did they realize that the song had ended.

"Hello," Hermione greeted them. "Is she here?"

"Yes," replied Fred with a worried look on his face.

"But, we have a problem," added George inclining his head towards Astoria who had just entered and was standing next to Ron with a huge hat on her head.

Before Hermione could reply, or Draco could ask what was going on, Gabrielle walked up to them.

"Who iz dat gurl?" she demanded.

"Which one?" asked Fred.

"Ze one dat lookz like Princess Beatrice attending ze Royal Wedding," replied Gabrielle.

"Oh. You mean Astoria," deduced Draco. "Great comparison. I see the likening."

"Who iz she?" asked Gabrielle.

"That is our darling brother's new girlfriend," replied George.

"But, I thought Ron was dating 'ermione," replied a very confused Gabrielle.

Fred gave her a weird look. "You really don't know? Or are you just pretending?"

"She really doesn't know, does she?" asked George, as amused as Gabrielle was confused.

"Can you please tell me? I live enFrance, and we don't 'ear British gossip inFrance," demanded an agitated Gabrielle.

"Ron and I were together, then he cheated on me with Princess Beatrice over there. Shortly, we broke up. He is with her now. And I am with Draco now," Hermione replied really fast, growing quite tired of this conversation.

"Oh. Well. Ok," Gabrielle replied with a dazed look on her face before walking away.

"Well then. That wasn't strange," Draco said breaking the silence. "So, what is it that you did toAstoria?"

"We sent her one of The Weasley's Wizard Wheezes's experimental products, claiming it was from a well known cosmetics company that wanted to hire her as the new brand ambassador," explained Hermione.

"It's supposed to make your hair turn a vomit green and, if everything works correctly, add an interesting texture to the hair," elaborated Fred.

"And it cannot be removed by magic. Though there is an antidote to it," added George.

"But we obviously didn't send it to her."

"And it lasts a week before wearing off."

"So what's your problem?" asked Draco. "Did it not work?"

"Of course it worked. Why would it not?" asked an offended Fred.

"Then, what's the problem?" asked Draco, still in the dark as to what the problem was.

"Can't you see? She is wearing an effin hat!" exclaimed Hermione. "One would've thought that after the Princess Beatrice comment you would've realized."

"Are you a witch or what?" Draco replied rolling his eyes and ignoring Hermione's last comment. "Honestly, sometimes I am absolutely convinced that you lost your brains on your way back from Hogwarts."

He then swished his wand and a strong gust of wind blew, knocking Astroia's hat off her head and exposing her vomit colored hair that closely resembled clumps of grass for the world to see.

"I think that just beat your bushy hair by epochs, Granger," replied Draco, between fits of laughter, as he watched in awe as Astoria blushed beet red and frantically tried to cover the mass of green on her head.

"And we shall name this The Greengrass Effect," declared the twins with identical grins of mischief on their faces.

As the twins, Hermione and Draco doubled over in laughter, the reporters' cameras flashed away.

No one noticed the girl with red rimmed eyes who quietly disapparated, leaving a trail of tears and chaos behind.

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That's it. And thank you for reading, we're almost halfway though =)