Ron stood up straight outside the Burrow. Dressed up in a tuxedo he looked rather handsome. With the flick of a wand a harp and a flute started to play.
From around the corner a dazzling girl in an emerald dress giggled slightly on Harry's arm. They walked together down an isle between rows of chairs. At the front they split, Harry stood behind Ron and Ginny stood across from them. A little while later they were followed by Neville and Luna, also dressed in emerald. When they reached the front they followed suit and split.
Everyone sitting in the row of chairs rose as the music quieted and breathtaking Hermionie stepped into veiw. Draped in a stunning ivory gown, she was smiling brightley on her fathers arm.
The end of the isle approached and he kissed her on the cheek, then sat down in the front row next to her mother. Hermionie stepped up and glanced at Luna, Ginny, Harry and Neville, then locked eyes with the man she was about to wed.
"Bloody hell," Ron muttered under his breath.
The minister started the ceremony and when in came to vows Hermionie was grinning more then ever; her vow, however, was extremely hard to understand through her tears. Ron's was full of love and consent, a strange thing for him.
When the wedding was begginning to close, it was time for the "I do's" and everyone was close to tears. Arthur Weasley was blubbering in the back.
"Ron, do you take Hermione as your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, until death do you part?"
"Hell yeah," He said. Everyone laughed. Including Hermione.
"And do you, Hermione take Ron as your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, until death do you part?" All eyes landed on her.
She opened her mouth, but quickly closed it again. She sighed and said, "Hell yeah," Once again, everyone laughed.
"Okay then. I now pronounce you husband and wife, in the Muggle, and Wizardding world. You may now kiss your bride,"
Hermione took a step forward and stood up on her tiptoes. Ron cupped her face with his hands and kissed her for the first time as his wife.