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"Well, well, well" Ginny said, standing in the doorway of one of the bedroom's in the Burrow. Hermione turned around, smiling "I can't believe it's finally happening"
"Oh, Ginny" Hermione said, turning around, re-arranging her hair, delicately. Ginny entered the room and started walking towards her.
"Hermione, Hermione, Hermione" Hermione simply giggled "Your going to be a married woman in a matter of hours!"
"Yeah, it's hard to believe, isn't it? It seems like yesterday I was boarding the Hogwarts Express on my first year!" She mentioned, fiddling with her wedding dress for the hundreth time, making sure she looked absolutely perfect.
"Yeah, where you met your future husband... my brother! Out of all the people, aswell!" Hermione rolled her eyes.
"What's wrong with him?" she asked, Ginny laughed.
"Nothing! It's totally awsome that your marrying Ron, because this means we'll be sisters!" Hermione had to smile at this, Ginny already acted like a sister to her already, but to make it official..
"Yeah, that's true" Hermione looked at herself in the mirror and sighed. Her stomache filled with butterflies and she was shaking slightly. This was her big day. And to someone she was in love with. The days she's dreamed of since she was a little girl. She came out of her thoughts that were flooding her head, when she heard a knock on the door. She turned and saw a smiling Harry, dressed in his suit, looking cheerful and with a look on his face that made her giggle.
"Wow" was all Harry could say as he saw a ravishing looking Hermione in her white, strapless wedding gown, her hair straigher than usual, tied in a loose bun, tiara in her hair and her make up done to perfection. Hermione simply smiled
"Hey, Harry" she said, with a huge grin on her face. She was blushing, slightly. All Harry could do was smile at his best friend in disbelief, he couldn't believe she was getting married. And to Ron, his best friend.
"Well, Hermione. Today's the day"
"Yeah" she said, with a nervous laugh
"You nervous?" Harry asked, walking up to her
"Alittle, yeah" replied a shaking Hermione.
"Hem, Hem!" Ginny did a poor Umbridge impression to get her fiancees attention. Harry turned around to see Ginny looking beautiful with her hair let loose, curled slightly, and a light pink bridesmaid dress on which really suited her figure. He walked over to her and kissed her on the cheeks
"Hello, trouble" he mentioned to her, as she huffed
"Completely ignore me, why don't you!" Ginny pointed out, in a half-amused and half-annoyed tone.
"Sorry, Gin" He kissed her again gently on the lips, making her smile, sweetly.
"Well, i'm going to check on the groom. You look beautiful, by the way, Hermione. Good Luck!" Ginny ran over to her best friend and future step-sister, attempting not to trip over her dress and high-heeled shoes, and hugged her. Once Ginny left the room, Harry closed the door, glancing back at Hermione who was picking up the veil on the dresser infront of her.
"I-uh, just saw Ron" he mentioned. Hermione smiled, and turned to look at her best friend she's known for so long.
"How is he?" she asked. She was hoping he wasn't too nervous, or hadn't changed his mind, and ran off. Harry grinned
"Nervous.. very nervous.." she giggled, and fiddled with the veil in her hands. Harry looked over at Hermione to see how beautiful she looked "All I hear coming out of his mouth is 'I hope she doesn't run off' or 'do I look okay?' or 'she's going to look beautiful' " he walked closer to her "He really loves you, Hermione. And he's so nervous that something will ruin today"
"Why, what's going to happen?" she asked "I mean, it's not like it's going to be a repeat of Bill and Fleur's wedding. We've defeated-"
"What he means, Hermione, is that he's scared you'll have second thoughts, or if he does something stupid" tears started to roll down her face, as she sniffed and kept dabbing her finger under her eyes incase she ruins her make-up, but she's still smiling at him "or incase he starts a fight with Viktor Krum" her face dropped
"Oh, honestly. He wouldn't, would he?" she asked. Harry grabbed a tissue from a tissue box on the dresser and handed it to her
"Don't smear your make-up, Hermione" he sighed "well, he's never taken a liking to him" all she could do was laugh. He was right. He's never liked Viktor, but she had to invite him, I mean, they were friends, her and Viktor. It would be rude not to invite him.
"He used to be a huge fan, I don't know what he's talking about when he says-" Harry cut her off
"He used to like Krum, until he started going out with you. Don't you see, it's because he's je-"
"jelous" Hermione carried on for Harry, in a whisper. She sighed "He's got nothing to worry about. I love Ron. And it's our wedding day. Like i'm going to ditch him for Viktor" Harry laughed
"Oh, come on, Hermione. You know what Ron's like!"
"Yeah. I do" Harry chuckled
"Save that for Ron" Harry grabbed the veil in her hands as she breathed in, nervously, looking at herself in the mirror. He put the veil on her head, gently, and smiled at her again
"Well, Hermione. This is it. The moment when you become Mrs Ronald Weasley" She gave a nervous laugh. The sound of her being Mrs Ronald Weasley made her tingle inside. This was like a dream. A dream which she hoped would never end, and she prayed that she'd never wake up and find herself alone in her empty bed.
"Yeah. It's so unreal, isnt it?" he simply nodded
"I guess. I've yet to experiance it, yet. Me and Ginny haven't chosen a day yet."
"Aww you think it'll be soon?" she asked, curiously. She couldn't wait.
"Ha! I'm not so sure Molly can handle 2 weddings at the same time! 2 of her children out in the big wide world of marriage in the same month!!" Hermione giggled, as did Harry. That sounded very cute to her. She could imagine her and Ginny, sitting at the table of the Burrow, discussing married life. She never thought this would happen. There was a knock on the door. It opened, and in popped Molly's head.
"Hermione, time's nearly here. Oh, don't you look beautiful!" She said, opening the door alittle more to look at her future daughter-in-law. Molly had a piece of paper in her hands, and Hermione assumed it was some sort of guest list.
"Thank you, Mrs Weasley" Hermione looked into the mirror, quickly and turned back to Molly, smiling. Harry chuckled
"What?" she asked, looking at him
"That'll be you, soon" he said, making a true point.
"Yeah, your right. I'll be down in a moment, Molly. Thank you!" she answered, turning towards the mirror, and looking at Molly through the reflection.
"No problem, dear. Good Luck! Coming, Harry?" she asked, opening the door wider, allocating for him to leave the room.
"I'll be there in a minute" Molly simply smiled, and left the room. He turned to Hermione.
"My make up okay? It's not ruined is it?" she asked. Harry shook his head.
"You look stunning. Ron'll probably faint when he see's you walk down the aisle" Hermione had tears in her eyes, and ran her fingers under her eyes. Why am I so emotional? she thought to herself. I'm never this bad
"Thanks, Harry"
"Hermione, I can't believe it's time, and I'm really proud of you. Your an amazing friend, and i'm really happy for you and Ron. I wish you all the luck in the world, not just for the wedding, but for the future" This was a cue for more tears to well up in her eyes "and I just can't get over that my Hermione is finally getting married"
"Oh, Harry" was all she could say, as she hugged him, fiercly. He hugged her back, gently, patting her on the back. She felt delicate in her wedding outfit, and didn't want to be the person to wreck anything like her make-up or hair, and especially her dress. They pulled apart, and she had mascara running down her face.
"Oh, Hermione, honestly!"
"What?!" she asked, loudly. He grabbed another tissue and gave it to her, indicating her mascara is down her face. "Oh, no! Ron'll probably refuse to marry me if I look like this!" she complained. Harry laughed really loudly that made Hermione jump. She's being ridiculous. I hope Ginny's not like that on our wedding day Harry thought.
"Don't be silly. He'd marry you if you wore your pyjamas and was covered in.. I don't know.. mud" she had one eyebrow raised and a grin on her face "okay, i'm bad at making these thing up, but you know what I mean!" he carried on.
"Thanks, Harry" she sniffed. Harry put the veil over her face, and smiled
"Good Luck. You and Ron will be very happy, and have your own army of little Weasley's in no-time" Hermione burst out laughing. God, I hope so
She thought of the image of her and Ron being parents. She couldn't wait. Having children with Ron was a dream to her. Marrying him was a dream to her, but it's something that's come true. Something she'd kill for afew years ago, and now was able to do, and was about to do. Harry hugged her again, and walked out the door, leaving Hermione alone with her thoughts. She looked at herself in the mirror and sighed. This was it. No longer Hermione Granger. No longer a girl. A woman. A married woman. Mrs Ron Weasley. Mrs Hermione Weasley. Wife of Ron Weasley. YESSSS!
She grabbed the flowers laying on the table infront of her and made her way to the door, she stopped when she heard footsteps. On the other side of the door she heard Ron, talking to one of his brothers, sounding very nervous
"Are you sure I look okay?" he asked, in a fast tone, Hermione giggled, quietly
"Yes, Ron. Now, let's go!" complained Bill, walking towards the stairs, hoping Ron would follow, instead he stood infront of the door Hermione was behind and sighed, loudly. She's in there. Hermione. My future wife. The first and only girl i'll ever truely love. Getting ready for OUR wedding day.
"Ron? Ron. What are you doing? She'll come out there in a minute, and you know it's bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding!" during this sentace, Bill's voice got louder, showing that he was dragging Ron away from her door.
"I love you, Hermione" said Ron, before he went. Bill rolled his eyes, and dragged Ron down the stairs and away from the door as soon as he could.
"I love you, too, Ron" she whispered so quietly, Ron couldn't hear as he'd been taken to the wedding. She heard more footsteps and she knew it was time for her to go. She glanced in the mirror to make sure she looked presentable for Ron before they arrived. Ginny peeped in the door again and smiled.
"This is it. Ready?" she asked, excitedly
"Yeah. Think so" she replied.
"You'll be fine. Well, come on, Mrs Ron, everyone's waiting" she reminded her, opening the door for the bride, and leading up behind her.
When Hermione got down the stairs, she saw her other brides maids, Luna and Fleur. They were wearing the same as Ginny, a pastel pink strap-dress, and their hair worn simular to eachother's. Luna and Fleur wished her luck, and they walked towards the back garden, where Molly and Arthur had performed a spell to make the garden look beautiful for the wedding day.
"Right, are you sure your okay, Hermione?" asked a curious Ginny "You look abit.."
"I'm fine. Really. I'm just.. nervous" Ginny smiled
"Aw you've got nothing to worry about. Everything's taken care of" she reminded her, as music started playing
"It's not that, it's the fact that I might ruin it by doing something-"
"You wont! If anyone will make a fool out of themselves, it'll be Ron, and it would probably be him tripping or eating like the slob he is" she mentioned
"Hey! That's my husband your talking about" she mentioned, smiling. Ginny giggled
"He wont be if you don't go, Hermione!" she assured, as Hermione was supposed to go at that moment. Hermione turned to face forward and sighed. This is it. The big moment. You can do this, Hermione. You can do this. Just keep walking towards Ron, and DON'T. TRIP. UP. She smiled and started to walk.