A/N: Hi, so, um. This is sort of my first fic, and by sort of I mean that it's the first I'm posting. It's not my best, but one I have handwritten and I don't want to copy it right now, another needs to be split into chapters, one I have an idea for and haven't written, and another is sort of not really Fanfic. So I'm going to post this first, followed by a Klaine one. This is being posted mobilely, so any spacing errors are because of that. Also, I didn't do the "write for the duration of the song" one. And I don't own Harry Potter. Promise.

Speak Now

Hermione stood nervously outside the church hall. Today was Ron's wedding day, and it was exactly how she'd always pictured it.

Except the bride.

He was marrying Lavender Brown, in approximately 49 minutes, if her watch was correct.

After the kiss in the Chamber.

After all they'd gone through.

After him coming back.

He was marrying her.

At the end of the battle, in the Great Hall, he had helped Madam Pomfrey with the injured, which included Lavender.

So brave.

But it had cost Hermione, because he had realized he really did like Lavender.

Again.

And three years later, they were getting married.

Hermione had been invited, of course, she and Harry and Ron still hung out, but it seemed off to her.

She was supposed to be in the white dress today.

A few minutes later she walked in and sat with Harry and Ginny and their three-month old son, James. The couple looked at her apologetically, they both knew how much she cared about him, and as his best friend and sister had tried to talk him out of rushing things with Lavender to no avail.

"You didn't have to come, you know," Ginny whispered.

"He's my best friend, Ginny, of course I had to," she whispered back. But she almost wish she hadn't come.

The wedding went smoothly, until the very end. Just after the priest said, "Speak now or forever hold your peace," a small voice called out from the third row. Ron glanced toward the speaker, and saw bushy brown hair. He smiled slightly. It was actually sort of a relief. He /did/ love Lavender, but...

The ceremony was held up.

Hermione gave a small speech, showing the lawyer and the lover in her. She explained how much they had gone through together, and how she felt. Ron felt his smile growing on his face.

He did love her, he realized, he really did. Rom turned to Lavender.

"Um, Lav? I realize... um... could we maybe... think things over more? We're only twenty... and um..."

Lavender sighed. "You really love her, don't you?" She looked hurt, but understanding. "Okay. We can wait a little while, try to... sort things out more. I still love you, but if you really feel that way about her, I can't stand to see you hurt."

Ron smiled sadly. "I love you, too, you know. It's just..."

"You love her more?"

"No, just... differently. We've been through a lot."

"Okay, Ron, it's... fine" Ron gave her a quick hug and kiss in thanks and ran down the aisle to Hermione, where he did the same thing.

And never let go.

A/N. I hope you liked that. It's not my best, but eh. The ending *is* a little weird.