Hermione was smiling at Ginny, urging her to do what she came here to do. Ginny played with her hands, rubbing them up and down on her old, torn up jeans.

"Go ahead, honey. You can do this." Hermione said bracingly. Ginny smiled and took a deep breath.

"You're right." She said, her smile growing. "She's just not right for him. Stephanie… honestly. What was he thinking?" She asked, putting her hand on the car handle, readying herself to leave the car. "I gotta go in there and stop it." Ginny said, pushing the door open and jumping out of the car. She pulled her white tank top down over her studded belt and pulled her long and wavy hair in a messy bun… just the way he liked it. Tucking her thumbs in her back pockets, she walked calmly to the church.

I am not the kind of girl
Who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion
But you are not the kind of boy
Who should be marrying the wrong girl

The back door was open to let the warm summer air in. Carefully, she crept into the room.

"I dunno if this was a good idea. I mean, do you think that she's right for him?" Draco was saying to Ron in whisper. Ginny smiled.

"Not really, no." Blaise replied, not bothering to lower his voice. "He doesn't look very happy, either." He said. "Quite the contrary, actually." He added as an afterthought.

"Why'd he ask her, d'you reckon?" Ron asked. "It doesn't make sense. It's obvious he still loves Ginny. I just have no idea why he's still with Stephanie." Ginny grinned at her brother's words. "Why he's marrying her…" Ron sighed heavily.

"I dunno, mate. " Draco said hopelessly. "I do wish Ginny would come knock some sense into him." He said. "She's not coming to the wedding is she?" He asked sadly.

"No, she couldn't deal with it." Ron answered, frowning. "Don't blame her, either." He added as an afterthought.

"I don't either." Draco agreed. "But I really wish things hadn't ended the way they did. I really wish it was Ginny Harry was marrying. Not Stephanie." He said sadly. "But you don't always get what you want.." He sounded heartbroken.

"Ginny's so much sweeter and down to earth. And she knows how to stand up for herself. Lets her opinion be known. Stephanie's all… I dunno. I just don't like her very much. She doesn't make Harry happy." Blaise muttered, sounding a little angry. "Ginny's so much better for Harry."

Ginny blushed deeply and slid around their room to where she hoped the bride was. A sickly sweet voice told her to stop.

"Where is she?"

Ginny peeked her head around the corner and saw her family: Orange skin. Fake nails. Too much makeup. They were dressed in a pastel pink. Ginny's lip curled up in disgust. Their fake nails were painted an ugly peach color. Ginny looked at her Chucks, mostly covered by her long jeans. The white tips were covered in dirt. And her jeans were ripped. She was most certainly not welcome here.

And she loved it.

"I heard her earlier. She was yelling at Court for something."

Ginny smirked and walked away, quietly as she could. She caught sight of Stephanie in her wedding dress. It looked… dreadfully girly. And awful. Why would someone want to wear something like that? She gagged.

I sneak in and see your friends, and her snotty little family
All dressed in pastel
And she is yelling at a bridesmaid, somewhere back inside a room
Wearing a gown shaped like a pastry

Ginny felt gentle hands on her hips. She jumped and turned around.

"You okay?" Hermione whispered. Ginny nodded.

"Did you hear what the guys were saying about all of this?" She asked, grinning. "And did you see her family?" Ginny said, laughing. Hermione nodded, beaming at her.

"You're actually gonna do this?" Hermione asked. Ginny nodded happily.

"I am." And she peeked around the door to see Harry sitting in a room, looking at his hands. He didn't look very happy. He looked rather anxious. And not in the good way you should feel before marrying someone. She wanted to go up to him and whisper in his ear their song that they used to dance to. Now was not the time. She smiled and turned away from this sad sight.

This is surely not what you thought it would be.
I lose myself in a daydream where I stand and say,
Don't say yes, run away now.
I'll meet you when you're out of the church at the backdoor.
Don't wait or say a single vow,
You need to hear me out and they said speak now.

Hermione slipped her hand in Ginny's and pulled her away.

"Let's go get a good seat." Hermione said, winking at her. "You look perfect." She added. Ginny grinned, looking down. She looked the way that she hated; just the way Harry loved.

Perfect.

Ginny pulled her hair down and let her curls cascade down her back as her and her sister walked down the aisle, hand in hand, to their seat, grinning widely. As they sat down, they spoke in whispers.

"What are you going to say, kitten?" Hermione asked quietly, her eyes full of curiosity. Ginny smiled.

"I dunno." Her chestnut eyes were full of delight and spite. Hermione grinned.

"Really?" She asked softly. Ginny nodded.

"That's the beauty of it, sissy."

Fun gestures are exchanged and
the organ starts to play a song that sounds like a death march.
And I am hiding behind the curtains,
It seems that I was uninvited by the lovely bride-to-be.

Harry and his boys appeared at the altar. Each one of them looked nervous, nor were they smiling. Harry forced a small smile. Then his eyes landed on Ginny. His bright emerald green eyes lit up like the stars in the sky and he grinned. Ginny had missed those eyes and that smile.

"I knew she'd come." Draco whispered. Harry nodded at him.

"I'm glad she did." He said, rubbing his hands together. "She looks beautiful." He whispered, not moving his eyes from Ginny, who was positively beaming at him. Her familiar eyes were shining.

"Much more beautiful than Stephanie does." Blaise added.

"Oi, mate, here she comes." Ron said, frowning slightly. Blaise sighed. Harry's heart filled with dread. Why had he done this? It's not like he can just run away. She was grinning as she walked to him with her long hair falling down her back. Harry missed the way Ginny's cascaded down her back in waves.

"Oh, please, Ginny, do something." Harry heard Draco silently pleading. Harry's grin grew as he imagined Ginny in a beautiful dress. Nothing too fancy, nothing too girly. Something simple and beautiful. Something that was down to earth and far from ordinary. Something completely Ginny.

She floats down the aisle like a pageant queen,
But I know you wish it was me,
You wish it was me,
Don't you?

"Hi, baby." Stephanie said happily as she reached him. She slipped her hand in his and grinned at the pastor. Harry frowned.

"Hi," He said in reply. He glanced over at Ginny. She was frowning and looked rather sad, but in those familiar eyes, he noticed something. She was planning something. Harry grinned.

"Are you ready, honey? Are you gonna do it?" Hermione whispered in Ginny's ear. Ginny grinned.

"When they say speak now, I will." She smiled.

Don't say yes, run away now
I'll meet you when you're out of the church at the backdoor
Don't wait or say a single vow
You need to hear me out and they said speak now

Harry kept glancing over his shoulder at Ginny. He heard Draco and Ron and Blaise silently urging her to hurry up. Time was running out. Come on, Ginny, come on…

Don't say yes, run away now,
I'll meet you when you're out of the church at the backdoor,
Don't wait or say a single vow,
Your time is running out, and they said speak now.

Ginny's heart was racing. Her hand was starting to sweat in Hermione's.

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up…" Ginny kept whispering over and over. Hermione grinned at her excitement.

"Why not just do it now, Gin?" She asked. Ginny shook her head.

"No, no. That would be rude. I have to wait my turn." She said impatiently. Hermione stifled a laugh. Waiting her turn to stand up and ruin a wedding was rude? Oh, Hermione thought, only Ginny.

Harry looked over his shoulder at Ginny. He smiled at her, passing her a secret message: Hurry up. Save me. Our time is running out.

I hear the preacher say speak now or forever hold your peace..
There's the silence, there's my last chance,

Ginny jumped up from her seat, standing up and grinning nervously at Harry. Draco, Blaise, and Ron were all grinning at her, silently cheering that she was doing what they prayed to Merlin she would do.

"Oh, thank Merlin." Harry muttered as he turned around, putting on a mask of surprise and mock horror. Ginny saw right through it and laughed. At her laugh, Harry's mask faded and he smiled that smile that he reserved only for her.

I stand up with shaking hands,
All eyes on me..

"Harry!" She cried. "You can't do this!" Ginny was smirking and her glowing eyes were full of love. "She's not right for you." She whispered, slowly walking to him. "You just can't! I can't let you live this life…. I know you're not happy." She murmured, nearing him. She grinned widely at the look of horror and outrage on Stephanie's face. Harry didn't seem to notice; all he could see was the angel walking towards him. "You look.. terrified. You're not happy. I know you; I know you by heart. You're not happy. Far from, by the look in your eyes earlier."

Horrified looks from everyone in the room,
But I'm only looking at you.

Their eyes locked and neither could blink. Harry reached out and put his hand over her heart, feeling Its exciting race. He grinned as Ginny covered his hand with hers. "You can't do this." She whispered. "You can't do this because I still love you." Hearing Ginny say those words again sent Harry's heart into overdrive. But before he could respond, she was talking again. In that fast voice that she took on when she was upset or when she had a lot to say. Harry missed that voice.

I am not the kind of girl
Who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion
But you are not the kind of boy
Who should be marrying the wrong girl

"I still love you. You can't throw your life away," with great difficulty, Ginny wretched her eyes from Harry's to glare at his would-be bride. "on her." Ginny said, her voice filled with spite. Her eyes were glowing with mirth. And the smirk on her face was wicked.

Harry loved it. It was all so wonderfully Ginny. This was where he belonged. Right here. With Ginny. Not Stephanie where he was annoyed and broken, wishing he was anywhere but where she was. With Ginny, where he was happy and whole, where there was anything he'd do to be by her side. With Ginny, who he loved more than life itself. With Ginny, where he felt safe and secure. With Ginny, who was his everything.

Stephanie was so irate that she couldn't speak.

Don't say yes, run away now,
I'll meet you when you're out of the church at the backdoor,
Don't wait or say a single vow,
You need to hear me out and they said speak now.

Harry finally ripped his hand from Stephanie's and embraced Ginny. He buried his nose in her hair and smiled and kissed her shoulder, breathing in her sent. She wrapped her finders in his messy hair and kissed him. "Thank you for saving me." He muttered in her ear, grinning. She giggled and jumped on his back, urging him to run away, as quickly as possible. Her long hair covered her eyes as she looked back at Stephanie. She didn't look sad. She looked angry. But nothing in her eyes or expression said she was sad about any of this. It wasn't like she was numb. No, she just looked angry. And, Ginny noted, when Stephanie turned to look at her friend in the front row, she smiled. And that made Ginny angry. But being once again in Harry's arms, the anger faded away quickly as she buried her face in his back, breathing him in and rejoicing in the fact that he was hers again. She wrapped her arms around his neck and bent down to his ear.

"Hurry up!" She said urgently.

And you said,
Let's run away now,
I'll meet you when I'm out of my tux at the backdoor,
Baby, I didn't say yes,
So glad you were around when they said speak now.

As Draco followed Harry and Ginny, Hermione jumped on his back, smiling.

"This is perfect." He said happily. "I'm so proud of Ginny."

Hermione grinned.

"I know." She said. "I am, too."

Luna jumped on Blaise's back, smiling at Ron as they passed him. Ron jumped put the door, grinning. Ginny was still on Harry's back, giggling. The sight made Ron very happy. Ginny was grinning widely and Harry was wearing the first real smile any of them had seen in a year. Ginny's eyes were sparkling in the way that they did when she was in Harry's eyes. It made everyone happy.

"Now, Harry, I have one question to ask you." Ginny said softly, her fingers playing with the hair on the back of his head as they sat down under the tree in the nearby park.

"What's that?" Harry asked, intertwining his fingers with hers.

"Of all the girls in the world you could have married other than me, why her?" She asked, smirking. Everyone laughed.

"That," Harry said. "is a very good question." He smiled. "I guess I always knew you'd come save me."

"You were right."