Draco stood up at the altar dressed in the finest dress robes he could have made for that day. They were perfectly pressed and polished as well as the robes for his son. He looked at Scorpius while they waited and smiled. "Thanks," he said simply.
The party turned when the music began. He faced his wife to be with a smile and watched her walk down the aisle. She had felt good before they had separated to get dressed. Somehow, it was a sign that all was working out just fine. He waited until she got closer and walked down the steps, stretching out his hand for her.
Her dress was stunning and it made him stop, just to take a look. He paused until he felt his heart start again, escorting her up the final two steps to stand with him. He nodded to his mother in the first row. She had done a lot of work to make this happen as well, and it finally was happening.