Harry/Draco/Draconia

Harry/Draco/Draconia
Chapter Fourteen: Makeovers & girl talk


Draco woke the next morning seriously hung over. She unlike Harry did not have a very high tolerance for alcohol. The only people who were sober and hang over free were Lily, Narcissa and Mckayler, seeing as they knew better then to get drunk, plus there was the uses of a nifty little spell that Harry and James had used.

Draco blinked and groaned suddenly wishing she hadn’t, as blinking only increased the pressure on her already throbbing temples. She was disoriented, wondering where the hell she was, these were most definitely not the head boys set of rooms.

She slowly began to sit up, but immediately decided against such an action. She moaned miserably. She heard a sympathetic chuckle some where from the direction of her left hand side. The voice spoke up in a light and amused filled tone of voice. “Ah it seems alcohol is not a best friend of yours is it?”

Draco grumbled as she blinked against the harshness of the morning sun that was seeping through the gap in the drapes. “I’m positively never drinking like that again.” The voice replied “so you’re not ruling out never drinking again then?”

Draco snorted and managed to sit up slowly, very, very painfully slowly. She blinked as she came face to face with her mother in law to be. Lily Potter was sitting on the window sill with her chin propped up on her bent knees.

Draco noticed Lily’s hair was already in magical rollers that had a heating charm on them to make them set quicker. A blue hair net was over the top. She was dressed in causal clothes.

Draco commented dryly “why bother? People say it all the time, they claim they’ll never touch another drop of alcohol, but it never stops us from going back on our word and drinking again does it? So why bother saying I won’t drink again when I know it’s a crock of Hippogriff shit?”

Lily shook with silent laughter mindful of her soon to be daughter in laws current state. “Sweet Merlin Draco you truly are a cynic aren’t you? I suspect you’ve inherited such a trait from your mother, believe it or not. She was just as cynical as you when she was your age.”

Draco smirked still looking very much pained “what can I say it’s in my nature? I noticed I’m not the only one besides my mother that is. It seems my father law to be could well and truly give me a run for my money. Has he always been like that?”

Lily smiled sadly and shook her head “no Draco he was never like that when I met him. It was the night we left, unable to take Harry with us when we escaped to Ireland. It was from that night and on wards that he became less light hearted and playful, and became so what colder and less lively.

It was if he was just living his life from day to day. Harry when he was born was James’s pride and joy, he was everything and more then James had ever wanted in a child of his own.


Harry was and still is in many ways James’s baby Prongs Junior. To leave Harry behind as if he didn’t love him to the point of distraction nearly killed James.

It seemed like he was constantly depressed and would many a night drink him self into a stupor to try and drowned out the pain.

I also felt that pain he was my baby boy he still is. I carried him and nurtured him for nine months, and endured twelve hours of labour to bring him into this world. I unfortunately could not use the same out lets for my anger and pain as James; it would not have been productive for someone who was six months pregnant.

It wasn’t until Acacia was born that some of that light returned, but unfortunately never to the point it had been the day Harry had been born and he had been held by James for the first time. James seemed to glow with the purest love and joy that day, I never seen such awe and love on another’s face.”

Draco felt her heart clench painfully, as sorrowful tears filled her hazel amber tinted eyes. She wasn’t the only one. Silent tears slowly streamed down Lily’s face.

Draco suddenly realised at that moment that James Potter loved his son more then she thought it possible to love another human being, seeing as all the things James missed out on must have ripped his heart to shreds.

They both quickly wiped away their fallen tears when there was a knock on the door. Draco grimaced as the knocking on the door caused her head to pound painfully. She called out between clenched teeth “come on in, and please stop knocking on that blasted door.”

Lily stretched out her legs and slipped off of the window sill. She walked over to the door and opened it to reveal Hermione, Ginny, Anyanka and her daughter Acacia.

Each girl looked awful all except Acacia whom was still a year to young to drink any alcohol legally. They were accompanied by a grinning Mckayler and a smirking Narcissa. Both Narcissa and Mckayler were like Lily with magical heated rollers in their hair with nets on top securing the rollers tightly.

They all entered the room and turned to see Draco looking like she wanted to die there and then right that second. And quite possibly brutally murder the individual who had knocked on the door, making the pain behind her eyes swell to nasty and unimaginable heights.

Narcissa commented “I’ve just seen your father, who informed me that James is one hundred percent stone cold sober. And I have it on good authority that he drank more then even Sirius or your father had last night.

It seems that the Potter men can well and truly handle their licker intake greatly, seeing as I was told Harry was by no mean drunk last night either, he drank as much if not more then his father had.”

Draco looked like she was about to spit flames, she gave a sour scowl and flopped back down onto her pillows and scowled up at the proverbial thunder cloud above her head, as if it was mocking her current sate.

Mckayler commented lightly “I did try to warn you that muggle alcohol is at times even stronger and more potent then our own kind. The fact you were drinking white Caribbean rum leaves much to be desired.”

Dumbledore had allowed Draco to have her bachelorett party in Diagonally. The fact the girls were of age to be drinking help their cause. And it helped that Tonks being an auror, and Mckayler being an auror also helped assure Albus that his students would remain safe.

Narcissa clapped her hands together earning dirty looks from all the hung over teens present. She smirked and commented lightly “alright you lot, lets get down to business shall we? We’ve got just over four and a half hours before were due to leave for the great hall. We need to get you showered and sobered up. Then its time for a make over for everyone.”

Lily asked “so when are James and the other going to wake up Harry and his room mates?” Narcissa replied “with in the next hour. And I’m willing to bet Harry is just as sober as his father is.”

This in return made Draco’s scowl darken even more so. She knew Harry would enjoy gloating if he saw her like this, besides this was not how she wanted her husband to be to see her before either he or she even got a chance to say I do.

Draco staggered out of the bed she had been occupying in a similar fashion to how Ron would have with in the next hour to come.

An hour later Draco came out of the steam filled bathroom dressed in a fluffy white robe with a towel wrapped around her head like a turbine.

Twenty minutes later Ginny, Hermione, Anyanka and Acacia all returned dressed in casual muggle clothes, their hair was still damp from their showers.

The next three hours were spent styling hair and apply make up, eye brow plucking and manicuring and painting finger and toe nails.

Twenty minutes before they were due to leave for the great hall at eleven o clock the girls slipped into and zipped up their dresses. Anyanka and the others were all dressed in scarlet with golden embroidery that appeared to be leaves entwined with vines. Lily, Narcissa and Mckayler were also in scarlet, minus the golden embroidery.

The dresses were tight form fitting silk flowing floor length and were strapless. They were paired with plain scarlet stilettos and white elbow length dress gloves. Lily and Narcissa and Mckayler were dressed in identical scarlet outfits and shoes. They were all wearing French pearl chokers and earrings.

Lily’s hair had been placed in an elegant knot at the back of her head. Narcissa had opted for light bouncing curls flowing down to her spine. Mckayler had placed her newly curled hair in a pony tail.

Hermione was sporting a similar style to Lily. Her normally bushy and out of control hair had been tamed and was sleek and shiny looking.

Ginny had curled her hair and had it in a style where half had been pinned up and half of it was left to flow down in back in flowing bouncing curls.

Anyanka’s hair had been braided then twisted into a tight elegant bun on top of her head. A few strands of hair had been left to curl around her face.

Acacia’s fiery red hair like her mother’s own hair had been twisted into a pleat and a few strands had been curled to frame each side of her face.

Draco on the other hand had the most complicated but still simple looking style of all. Her pale golden blond locks had been curled then pinned behind her head so the bouncing curls were flowing behind her.

The curls were held in place to the back of her head with pins with tiny sparkling red stones on them. An ankle length vale made of a thin flowing see through material was pinned carefully behind her head.

And finally Draco was dressed in a strapless tight form fitting floor length gown of flowing pure white silk. The bodice was corset based and was tight. It was delicately embroidered with delicate looking golden roses entwined with leaves and thin vines. Lily had leant a real ruby choker and earrings to finish her look.

Draco felt strange wearing high heeled shoes that matched her gown. She had never had a reason to wear such things up until a few weeks ago when her mother had taught her how to correctly walk in them without fallen flat on her face or her ass as she walked down the isle.

And another thing Draco was not accustomed to was wearing pure silk stockings being held up by pure white suspenders. They were paired with matching French lacy panties and a strapless bra.

Narcissa walked up to her daughter and told her to lift her gown up to her mid thigh. Draco eyed her mother thoughtfully when she revealed a velvet black box. She opened it to reveal a white garter trimmed in pale baby blue lace. She explained as she rolled it up to her mid thigh.

“This was the garter I wore when I married your father three weeks ago. Your father suggested I save it for you to wear to day.”

Hermione asked “is the tradition with the garter the same as the muggle way?” Narcissa asked “well, that depends what happens the muggle way?”

Hermione went on to explain. “Well, it is worn in the same way as you’ve just done. As you know the bride throws the bouquet to see who the next bride to be is.

Well, as for the garter, the bride and groom normally go to the centre of the room, then the groom kneels down on one knee, where the bride proceeds to lift her gown and reveal the garter.

The groom then removes it and throws it into the crowd and which ever male catches it places it upon the thigh of the female who caught the bouquet.”

Narcissa nodded and replied “the muggle customs are the same as our wizarding customs in that sense.”

Lily laughed “at mine and James’s wedding Alice Longbottom caught my bouquet and Frank caught my garter after James had threw it into the crowd. Then Frank had gotten down on one knee and proceeded to place the grater onto Alice’s leg.”

Mckayler and Narcissa giggled as they remembered how brightly both Alice and Frank had been blushing that day after they had caught the bouquet and garter.

Lily checked her watch and sighed “ok, its fifteen minutes to eleven you might want to start to get ready to leave. I’m going to go and see if Harry and James have gotten up to no good with the help of Sirius.”

Narcissa snorted at this while Mckayler looked on slightly pained, knowing exactly what kind of chaos and mischief her husband was capable of creating.

Ten minutes later Narcissa handed her daughter a bouquet of blood red roses. They had been held together with scarlet and golden ribbons. Mckayler handed out small posies of white roses to each of the girls.

Everyone turned when they heard a knock on the door. Narcissa went to the door and opened it to reveal her husband Remus, whom had come to collect Draco,

Remus placed a gentle kiss on his wife’s lips and patted her bottom causing her swipe the side of his head playfully, making the others giggle in amusement.

Remus looked around the room taking in how all the girls looked; he noted they all looked extremely lovely. But the sight that made his breath catch in his chest was the vision his daughter made. She was stunning, stunning did even then cover how beautiful and angel like she appeared. He noticed there was a healthy and beautiful glow to her appearance.

Remus slowly walked over to Draco who was eyeing her father knowingly. She knew her current appearance was a far cry from the sneering male Slytherin she previously had been. She realised it must have been overwhelming for him, considering he mostly likely never imagined he would ever be bestowed with the honour of giving away his only daughter. She felt her self melt at his gentle and loving smile.

“You are indeed lovely. Harry I don’t think realises how lucky he is.” Draco blushed beautifully and for the first time Draco melted into her fathers arms without having to be there for comfort, but still it was no less comforting.

Remus and Draco did not realise they were all alone until they broke away. They realised the others had left to give them time on their own, to have one of their first of many to come father and daughter moments.

Remus held out his left arm and asked “shall we, shall we go and officially make you Mrs. Lupin- Potter?” Draco smiled nervously suddenly realising at the last minute what was about to happen and with whom.

She felt a little giddy knowing Harry was soon to become hers and hers alone. Plus she realised a little nervously, that she and Harry would share their first kiss in front of their friends and family.

She nodded and smiled sweetly and hooked her arm with her fathers and allowed him to lead her out of the room and to her future.

When the wedding march started up the double doors opened and her father slowly led her down the scarlet carpeted isle. She immediately spotted the one person she wanted to see. He looked even more gorgeous then usual if that was even possible.

She met his eyes and suddenly gasped slightly, only her father heard her gasp. He looked to see what had earned such a reaction from his daughter. He took one look at Harry and realised what had caused his daughters reaction.

Harry truly did look extremely handsome. But the main thing that stood out that was completely different was the look of awe and the soft smile on Harry’s face. And he also realised what he and the others had over heard Harry say had been true.

Remus realised Harry was completely lost sooner then Harry ever expected. Harry had a look of love on his face, a look he had seen many a time on James’s face whenever he looked at Lily. And that look was currently being directed by Harry at his daughter. It was official Harry James Potter had fallen in love with his daughter.

An: One more chapter which will see them get married and the reception. Then I will be doing a chapter on their wedding night. Meaning their will be sex, but I not going to make it to smutty, it will after all be their first time and their wedding night; it just won’t fit with the story and the plot other wise.