A.N. So this is my entry to 'The FLUFF competition' it's super fluffy, obviously, and kind of cheesy.
I looked down at the beautiful dress I was wearing. I couldn't believe it was my wedding day already. I was getting married to Ron. I would be Hermione Weasley, not Granger. I have loved Ron since, I don't know when. I remembered all the times we had argued and been jealous of someone the other was dating. When Ron left while we were searching for Horcruxes, I never stopped missing him.
When he came back I hated him for leaving me like that. But of course I forgave him. How could I not? His goodness, his kindness and the fact that he was completely clueless was so perfect, so Ron. What that horrible locket made him see was completely ridiculous. I felt horrible he had ever felt that way. Harry was my brother in so many ways and he always would be; Ron knew that now. I couldn't imagine a world where I didn't end up with Ron and didn't want to.
"Are you ready?" She looked so pretty in her bridesmaid dress, something we had both worked to get just right.
"Yes, just nervous" I stood beside my father and waited for the music to start.
XXXXX later that night XXXX
I couldn't believe I was now Mrs. Weasley. I felt like I would explode from happiness. I looked up at the man who was now my husband, who was goofy, kind, and wonderful. But most importantly he was mine, and always would be.
A.N. It was kind of short, oh well. And it had a cheesy ending.