After everyone was finished with the appetizers, everyone gathered in the dining room for the main course and dessert. After everyone who found their seats, the first dance between the bride and groom happened after Ophelia had gotten changed into her party dress. Draco thought she looked just as beautiful as she did in her wedding gown. Ophelia met Draco on the dance floor and Draco reached out his hand for her to take.

"You look absolutely stunning, Ophelia," Draco said as he pulled Ophelia close to begin their dance.

"And you look very handsome, Draco," Ophelia smiled as Draco leaned down and pressed his forehead to hers. The couple could faintly hear the 'awe's from the crowd. The couple's friends were sat at their own table, admiring how beautiful the wedding had come out. Harry looked around and started to feel uneasy. He started to frantically look around but did not see what he was looking for.

"Harry, is everything alright?" Hermione asked and the rest of the table turned to look at Harry.

"No. Somethings wrong, and I can't figure out what it is," Harry then stood and made his way to Ophelia and Draco's table to speak with the Zabini's and the Malfoy's.

"Harry, dear! Are you enjoying yourself?" Miss Zabini spoke up and Harry smiled toward her.

"Yes, I am. Listen, I think something really bad is going to happen," Harry was frantic while speaking to the four people sat around him. Miss Zabini started looking around while Narcissa looked at Harry.

"Do you think he's here? Already?" Narcissa was starting to get anxious. The people at the table looked up when they realized the first dance was over. Ophelia saw her friend and family's worried faces and looked at Draco.

"I think he's here," Draco wrapped his arm around her waist and guided her to the table.

"Is he here?" Draco spoke lowly.

"I don't know. I just know something bad is going to happen. We've been looking around for him but have yet to spot him." Harry was becoming more nervous by the second. He didn't want any more people getting hurt. He lost too many people at the Battle of Hogwarts.

"Ophelia, we need to get you somewhere safe," Lucius muttered as he stood and walked over to her.

"No, I'm not leaving my friends and family to fight my battle, that's not fair. I'm staying," Ophelia protested and Draco sighed. He knew his love was stubborn, but someone was risking her life and he couldn't lose her.

"Ophelia, love I can't lose you. We need to get you to safety," Draco begged.

"Draco and Lucius are right, Ophelia. We need to get you out of here," Narcissa frowned slightly. Lucius looked over to his wife, surprised that she agreed with him. Harry felt in his gut that Mister Parkinson was near. He may not feel the pain in his scar due to no longer being a Horcrux, but he was able to tell when something was wrong.

"Ophelia," Harry started but was cut off when the wedding was stormed by death eaters. Everyone screamed and tried to leave but were getting caught in between the Aurors and Death Eaters. There was no kind of escape except for apparition.

Harry, Draco, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Luna, Blaise, Theo, Mister and Misses Zabini, and Lucius and Narcissa gathered around Ophelia. They had their wands at the ready, waiting for Parkinson to make an appearance. Hermione was looking around frantically, finally spotting Mister Parkinson at the entrance of the dining hall.

"There! Near the dining hall entrance!" Hermione screamed and Ophelia quickly turned to face him. The man that had been stalking her for months on end.

"Mister Parkinson, you don't have to do this," Ophelia stated and Mister Parkinson became even angrier and held up his wand. As he yelled his spell, a death eater had bumped into him.

"Avada Keddavra!" Mister Parkinson stumbled but watched where his spell would go.

"Protego!" Ophelia screamed as his spell was going right for Lucius. The killing curse faded into the shield and Lucius looked stunned. In all of his life, he did not think that Ophelia would save him from death.

'Why did she save me?' Lucius thought. Ophelia quickly returned her attention back to Mister Parkinson.

"Parkinson, your daughter deserved what she got. She didn't listen to Voldemort when he said to not touch Ophelia or Draco. She kept hurting her and in the end, Voldemort actually did something that was right." Draco said and some people looked at him with shock. They never thought he would actually agree with Voldemort. No one did, but the ones who were around to witness what he did to Pansy after she attacked Ophelia all felt that he had done the right thing.

"She was just a child!" Mister Parkinson screamed.

"A child who never had any consequences! A child who was spoiled senseless and never had to earn anything in her life! Everything was always given to her, and you and your wife never cared to discipline her when she did something wrong! That is why she turned out the way she did!" Blaise screamed in return. Ophelia was still terrified out of her mind. She wasn't even worried that her wedding had been ruined. She was worried about her friends and family. She didn't want any of them getting hurt, and that included Lucius.

"My parenting decisions with Pansy have nothing to do with this. This is about Ophelia stealing Draco from her, and Ophelia having her killed!"

"Pansy never had me! And my wife did not have her killed!" Draco became furious. He was ready to kill Mister Parkinson himself.

Mister Parkinson screamed in anger and started throwing curses of all kinds towards the group. Ophelia and Draco started throwing their own counter hexes alongside both of their parents and Blaise. Harry, Hermione, and Ron made the decision to get everyone they could out of there. The Aurors had already done most of that job, as well as arresting most of the death eaters.

Mister Parkinson ended up throwing the killing curse at Ophelia.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Reducto!" Ophelia screamed.

"Protego!" Lucius screamed quickly. He feared for his daughter-in-law's life. Mister Parkinson was thrown across the room and Ophelia stared at Lucius in amazement.

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Never in a million years had she thought that Lucius Malfoy would save her life.

Mister Parkinson made a quick recovery and stalked back to the group.

Mister Parkinson and Ophelia were throwing countless spells at one another without speaking.

"Expelliarmus!" The next thing Ophelia knew, her wand was nowhere to be seen. Mister Parkinson smirked as he conjured a fiendfyre. Ophelia grew enraged, and made several hand movements, and conjured her own aguamenti charm. Everyone who was witnessing the event gasped and stopped in their tracks.

No one had ever performed that sort of magic wandless, and Ophelia was doing it with ease.

The pair's battle was intense. Draco was worried for his love. He had faith in her, knowing she was more than capable of fending for herself, but Mister Parkinson was an entire entity that he knew barely anything about.

At this point, the guests had fled, the golden trio had returned to the group to aid in the fight, the death eaters had been arrested, and more Aurors had returned, waiting for Ophelia and Mister Parkinson to stop their fight, as they didn't want to hurt Ophelia in the process of trying to arrest Mister Parkinson.

Ophelia had engulfed Mister Parkinson in a ball of water, throwing him across the other side of the dining hall.

"Accio!" She held her hand out for her wand and by the time Mister Parkinson had gotten back up, she had her wand in hand, ready to finish what he had started.

They once again started throwing spells at each other.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Expelliarmus!"

Their spells met together and for the second time in her life, she was scared for her life. Her mind raced as she tried her best to concentrate on not letting Mister Parkinson win their battle.

'Are my parent's going to show themselves again? Am I strong enough to win this time?' Ophelia had started to tear up and shed some silent tears. There was nothing that could be done. No one could interfere. If they did, they would be risking their lives as well as Ophelia's. Draco tugged at his hair. He was beyond scared. He was finally happy, and the thought of Ophelia not making it out of this battle alive tore him apart. Misses Zabini and Narcissa were both crying. They loved Ophelia more than anything, and they couldn't bear the thought of losing her. Mister Zabini was comforting his wife, also in fear of his daughter's life. Blaise stood by his best friend. He knew that if anything happened to his sister, his best friend's wife, that they would need each other more than ever. Lucius walked over to his wife and held her close. It hurt him to see his wife in such pain. He was also worried about his daughter-in-law and wanted his son to be happy with her. The golden trio surrounded each other. They were terrified for their friend. They wanted to be able to make more memories with her, and watching Ophelia fight for her life was heart-wrenching. Hermione couldn't even start to think about what Draco was going through.

Wind had started up in the dining hall, surrounding both Ophelia and Mister Parkinson. Everyone became confused but soon realized that it was Ophelia who had unknowingly conjured it. Everyone was constantly astounded by just how powerful Ophelia was.

The thin blue shield had appeared around the pair. Ophelia screamed as she pushed Mister Parkinson's killing spell further from her, hearing that their wands were starting to crack. Harry shed silent tears, as he was reminded about the exact same thing happening with Voldemort in his fourth year in the graveyard.

Coming out of the ball of light emerging from the two spells were Ophelia's mother and father. They stood in front of her, on either side of her. Ophelia was afraid to look at them. She knew that she would never be able to see them again, and she didn't want to go through that pain again. The spirits of her parents knew this, but they knew their daughter was strong.

"Darling, you shouldn't hold on for so long. You need to let go," Aurora said and Ophelia let out a sob. Ophelia took a quick glance at her mother and realized she looked just like her. The main thing that she got from her father was the straightness of her hair, as her mother has beautiful curls.

"Love, you are going to get hurt. Once you've let go get out of the way, do you understand?" Ophelia nodded and her father continued. "Please, let go," Harry started crying for Ophelia. His parents told him the same things. Harry knew the turmoil that was running through her right now.

"I'm scared," Ophelia whispered as she cried.

"We love you," Tom spoke softly.

"It's alright darling. Let go," Aurora paused as she saw Ophelia was fighting it. "Let go!" Aurora yelled. With a loud scream of agony, Ophelia let go and dodged to the side. Her parents vanished once again into a trail of smoke, throwing Mister Parkinson off, along with the abrupt end with the wind. The Aurors rushed him and Draco rushed towards Ophelia.

"Ophelia!" Draco yelled as he reached her. Draco could still feel within himself that she was alive and that she had only passed out from exhaustion. When he looked up, the Aurors had finally arrested Mister Parkinson.

Ophelia was safe once again.

Ophelia had minor injuries, and Narcissa knew that she would at the most only need one healing potion.

Ophelia stirred in her husband's arms and opened her eyes slowly. She saw everyone had surrounded her, looking at her with worried expressions.

"Is he gone?" Ophelia whispered. Draco nodded and she let out a shaky breath, followed by tears of relief.

"You're safe now, love," Draco whispered and helped her to her feet. Her mother ran to her and pulled her into a tight hug.

"O, I Was so worried about you," Misses Zabini cried, and her father joined her in the hug. Everyone took turns giving Ophelia a hug. The only person who didn't think he was allowed to was Lucius. He believed she would not like the comfort of her father-in-law. Ophelia looked at Lucius with tear-filled eyes and walked up to him. Ophelia embraced him in a gentle hug, which surprised Lucius. He slowly wrapped his arms around her and rubbed her back softly, trying his best to comfort her after the traumatizing experience. Narcissa felt her heart swell at the sight of her husband showing affection. She knew from that point on that her husband wasn't entirely lost, and that there was still hope for the two of them.

Ophelia looked around the venue of their wedding, seeing everything in shambles. Hours of preparation and planning, all down the drain. Draco could feel that she was becoming distraught, as she was finally taking in her surroundings.

"It's alright, love. We can have another party arranged. Everything will be fine," He held her close as she looked up at him, her bottom lip quivering and more tears threatening to spill out of her eyes. She buried her head into his chest and Draco sighed as he kissed the top of her head.

"Draco, Ophelia, we're all going to go home. If you like, we can all meet up in a few days and hang out at the burrow?" Harry spoke and Ophelia nodded softly, Draco being the only one who noticed responded for the two of them.

"Alright, we will owl you when we are ready to stop by," Draco nodded toward the golden trio as they apparated away.

"Ophelia, darling, your father and I don't know where you two will be staying, but just know that you are more than welcome to stay with us. We won't mind," Misses Zabini spoke as she and her husband apparated back to the Zabini manor.

The Aurors approached the Malfoy family. They looked at Lucius and nodded, signaling that Lucius had to leave. Narcissa frowned and hugged her husband goodbye, giving him one last kiss, knowing it'll be the last one for a while. Draco and Lucius started out with a handshake, knowing his father wouldn't want to hug him. However, he was surprised when his father pulled him in for a tight hug.

"I'm proud of you, Draco," Lucius whispered and Draco damn near let out a sob. Never had he heard his father speak so highly of him. Lucius and Draco let go and Lucius embraced Ophelia once again.

"Take care of my boy, Ophelia," Ophelia nodded and watched as Lucius was put back in cuffs and apparated away to Azkaban. Ophelia let out a shaky breath, not realizing how quickly she had grown attached to her father-in-law. Narcissa, Draco, and Ophelia all stared at each other.

"I'm assuming you two would like to go back to the manor?" The newlywed couple nodded, and the three of them apparated back to the Malfoy Manor, where Draco and Ophelia got changed into their pajamas, as it was now nine-thirty at night. They were both exhausted as they bid Narcissa a good night. After getting changed, they fell onto Draco's bed, now their bed, and held each other tightly.

"I thought I was going to lose you," Draco whispered into Ophelia's hair.

"And I thought I was going to lose you," Ophelia mumbled into his chest. Draco lifted her chin and pressed a gentle, loving kiss to her lips. The couple felt their hearts soar as they felt the love flow between the two of them. They pulled apart and resumed their previous positions.

"I love you, Ophelia Malfoy," Ophelia couldn't help the smile that took over her face. She liked the sound of her new name.

"I love you too, Draco Malfoy," And with that, the couple fell asleep in the comfort of their own home, not needing to worry about Mister Parkinson or anyone for that matter.