Wedding bells of death
This story is not emotional so if your looking for emotions, go die. Enjoy though!
Harry walked from the Gryffindor common room to Hagrid's hut. He had some very exiting news. He and Ginny were getting married. He didn't want to tell Ron because he was mad at Harry for not letting him ride on his new broom. He approached Hagrid's hut and knocked. From the other side he could hear fang scratching at the door. He saw Buckbeak by the back door and bowed. Buckbeak bowed back. He went to stroke his beak. Just then, the tall, dangly, awkward looking Hagrid stepped out of the small frame. Harry walked back to the door and was greeted by what seemed like a rather drunk Hagrid. He almost stumbled into Harry. Harry just barely caught Hagrid before he fell.
"Greetings mate,"
Hagrid said, his breath smelling of Brandy.
"Hey Hagrid…."
" I heard you were getting married."
Harry was shocked. How did he know? The only person he told was ….
" Dumbledore came and told me yesterday and I've been celebrating ever since. Goodness Harry, seems like just yesterday you were defeating He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named and now look at you all grown and getting married. I can't believe it's already been 10 years."
"Yeah 10 years already."
Harry felt old. He didn't like the feeling. He always thought marriage was for old people and now he was about to get married. Was he making the right choice? He had to talk to Ginny. Now.