Several months had passed. Ophelia was finally getting the decorations, cake, and where the ceremony would be. Draco and Ophelia were currently sitting at the dining table in the Malfoy Manor.

"Alright, I think we should have a Slytherin themed wedding," Draco spoke his idea and hoped that Ophelia would like the idea as well. Ophelia spread a wide smile on her face and nodded furiously.

"I love that idea. I definitely want to do that." Draco kissed her hand softly, showing his appreciation for her agreeing with him with small actions. Narcissa came out with some ideas for the invitations.

"I'd really like for the envelopes to be green and the paper for it white, just so the people who are being invited can read it," Ophelia spoke and Narcissa smiled and agreed. Draco didn't have much input on the invitations, he thought their cake and decorations were more important.

"What kind of cake would you guys want?" Narcissa asked and the couple thought for a moment.

"I feel like we should stick with half chocolate and half vanilla, just so there's a little bit of variety. And we can have the icing buttercream," Ophelia smiled and Draco nodded.

"Yeah, I agree. I personally like vanilla, and I know you like chocolate, so that works out perfectly, love," Draco smiled at her and Ophelia blushed a deep red. Narcissa smiled to herself and continued talking about the cake.

"Okay, what about the color of the cake?"

"Green and black, maybe we could put some designs on the cake to represent the both of us?" Draco suggested and Ophelia nodded.

"Yeah, we could put snakes on the cake, and maybe some flowers as well," Ophelia suggested and Narcissa nodded while writing down notes about what they wanted.

"Would you guys like a sheet cake? Or something more extravagant?" Ophelia and Draco smiled and spoke in unison.

"Surprise us," Narcissa smirked and knew exactly what she was going to do. She was going to have the cake a tiered cake, but when the time came to put it on its respected dessert table, she would cast wingardium leviosa on it so it floated in the air. Her smirk grew wider when she had the idea of not telling the couple in front of her. They said to surprise them, and that's exactly what she would do.

"Okay, so for the walking down the aisle part, what would you two like the space to look like?" Ophelia smiled and thought about it for a moment.

"Well, I would want a white carpet to walk on. Maybe some dark brown chairs with white cushions, a flower arch to stand under," Ophelia hummed as she thought.

"We could have trees lining the aisle, as well as some candles lighting the ends of the rows. We could also have a chandelier. How does that sound darling?" Ophelia loved the idea.

"That sounds amazing. I would love to have a bit of a rustic look to the wedding," Ophelia smiled and the three of them decided on decorations for the reception.

"Hanging candles, I love the tree idea, maybe we could get more trees in the reception area, or have lights set up to where they show shadows of trees. What would you want in the reception, Draco?" Ophelia asked politely.

"A giant Slytherin symbol on the ground acting as the dance floor," Ophelia laughed at him but ended up agreeing. It wouldn't be a Slytherin wedding if there wasn't something Slytherin being very prominent.

"And for the tables?"

"Probably just white table cloths, candles on the tables, some flower centerpieces. Nothing too serious," Draco agreed with Ophelia and Narcissa wrote down the rest of her notes about the wedding.

"Alright, well the only things left to do now are to send out invitations, come up with a date, and find a venue. Oh, you both also have to figure out your maid of honor and best man," Narcissa stated before she started to walk away. As she was about to round the corner to go into another part of the manor, she stopped herself to say a few more things.

"Oh, and Draco, please, for the love of all things magic, do not wait until the last minute to get your tux and your groomsmen tuxes. Please. Also, this is completely up to you, but you are being given the chance of your father getting out of Azkaban for the evening to attend the wedding. If you don't want him there, you guys can just tell the Aurors no and they won't let him out. I just figured you would want to think about that. They told me to tell you both to let them know your decision after you come up with a date for the wedding." Narcissa gave them a weak smile and left them alone to their thoughts.

Draco didn't know what to think about what his mother had told him about his father. One part of him wanted him there to see him get married to the love of his life, but another part of him never wanted to see him again and wanted him to rot away in Azkaban for the rest of his life.

Ophelia was a little shocked. She thought that they would never be given this opportunity. She did want Her soon-to-be father-in-law there, but she also wanted nothing to do with him. She knew that he wouldn't harm her, but it wasn't because he cared for her. It was because she was Voldemort's daughter. She knew Lucius didn't care for her as a daughter-in-law. No, he only cares for her because she is the only person who can reignite the death eaters and continue what her father started. Of course, she would never. She wants nothing to do with those people. She only made exceptions for her family because they were forced into it and didn't have a choice.

"I don't know if I want him there. I would really have to think about it," Draco mumbled to Ophelia and she nodded.

"I get it. I'm in the same boat. I don't know if I want him there. I know he wouldn't hurt me in any way or let any harm come to me, but that's only because I'm Voldemort's daughter. It's not because he loves me like family, it's simply because of who my father was," Ophelia started to become sad thinking about it, but Draco cleared his throat and sighed.

"Well, that's a problem for another day. As for right now," He grabbed her hand before continuing. "We have invitations to make and send out," Ophelia smiled and nodded and they got to work making the invitations. They had decided that they wanted their old professors there, the entire Weasley clan, Harry, Hermione, Theodore, their other friends from Hogwarts like Neville, Luna, Seamus, and some others, some of Ophelia's friends from Beauxbatton's, Ophelia's family, and of course Narcissa and Andromeda. After several hours of writing out invitations and eating the dinner Narcissa had brought out to them halfway through making the invitations, they slumped down into their chairs and sighed in exhaustion. The couple purposefully left out the date on every single invitation because they hadn't figured out when they wanted the wedding, as well as the location of the wedding.

"We can figure out the date for the wedding tomorrow. I am absolutely exhausted and want to call it a night," Draco yawned as he spoke to Ophelia, whose eyes were already drooping.

"I second that," Ophelia muttered as the couple got up and started to sluggishly made their way to Draco's room. Narcissa noticed how tired they looked and chuckled to herself.

"Goodnight you two," The couple muttered their goodnights, and Narcissa could help but laugh at them. They were too adorable for their own good. Narcissa put away their invitations into a box so that nothing would happen to them as the couple slept. She noticed that one of the invitations said Lucius Malfoy at the top of it, but there were questions marks on it as if they were deciding how it would look on the invitation, and if they liked the idea of him coming. Narcissa sighed. She missed her husband, but also was glad he was gone at the same time. Narcissa had accepted the fact that Lucius made his bed, and now he has to lie in it. Narcissa went to check up on the couple a couple of minutes after they had gone upstairs, only to find them passed out still in their clothes.

She smiled and shut their door after turning out the light in the room, letting them get some peaceful sleep one last time before things become more hectic with the wedding planning.

As well as some unknowingly planned events that might change everything.