A/N: Written for the 50 Phrases Challenge by L'amoureuse on the Challenges Forum. Will be a collection of random drabble's, some fluffy, some not.
Phrase - You look like a banana. Pairing - Harry/Hermione.
"Come on," said Hermione, wishing that Harry would get the urgency in her voice.
Harry looked up from the Quidditch commentary he was reading, "It can't be time yet," he replied.
"Well, it is. We only have a few minutes before we're late. Late to Ginny's wedding! Do you have any idea how mad Molly and Narcissa will be if we are?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
Harry glanced up at the clock and instantly threw the paper aside, it seemed that his girlfriend was as normal right. Being late to Ginny's wedding would be a disaster, so he jumped up and grabbed his suit jacket.
Sharing a hurried, although passionate kiss, they were still aware of the time, so Hermione took Harry's arm and said to the green flames 'Malfoy Manor,'
They were engulfed in the green flames before arriving at the other side in the Malfoys ornate flooing room, a pureblooded tradition so the rest of the house stayed safe from any unwelcome guests.
Hermione pulled Harry back up to stop him from falling, even after all the years, he still wasn't the most graceful at flooing. Narcissa was waiting there, clearly impatient.
"Fashionably late isn't so fashionable anymore," she said, looking stressed and trying to keep up a stern demeanour but giving up, and embracing Hermione and Harry.
"Can you believe Draco's getting married," she exclaimed, walking through to the main house and gesturing for the two to follow her. They walked with her through the many corridors and hallways of Narcissa's ancestral home. Hermione and Harry exchanged grins, they never would have expected to be invited to Draco Malfoy's wedding or be on such good terms with Narcissa Malfoy, but then again, Draco and Ginny were never a couple that even the most gifted of seers could have foreseen.
Harry walked into a room off one of the many halls to prepare for the wedding, and meet up with Ron and Draco, whilst Hermione continued to follow Narcissa to the room where Ginny was getting ready, as her maid of honour, Hermione would have quite a lot of responsibilities.
Meanwhile, Harry couldn't be more nervous. He was planning something, something that didn't have anything to do with Ginny and Draco and something that would change his and Hermione's lives forever.
Hermione walked into Ginny's room, and was momentarily shocked. Her dress was much more yellow than she remembered. "Ginny, you look beautiful, like a beautiful...banana!"
"Just what I always wanted to hear," said Ginny, laughing, before waking over to Hermione and wrapping her arms around her.
"So, how are you feeling then?" asked Hermione.
"Great," grinned Ginny. "I can't believe I'm getting married today. Mum and Narcissa seem a bit stressed though."
"I noticed," said Hermione dryly.
Ginny tossed Hermione's bridesmaid dress over to her, a strapless and backless dress in a gorgeous shade of silver which accentuated her curves brilliantly. Slipping it on, she turned to Ginny who was sitting on the little pink stool which matched her dressing table.
"Oh," said Ginny looking down at her dressing table with an annoyed expression her face. "Could you go and get me my pink lipstick? I would do it myself, but I might see Draco, I don't want to get any bad luck."
"Of course," said Hermione, and headed over to the bathroom on the floor below where Ginny kept most of her make up. She found it easily, and went back upstairs only to walk straight into Harry.
"Wow," thought Harry. "She looks stunning…here goes nothing!"
"Ginny and Draco seem so happy!" said Hermione, smiling wistfully, and then her expression turned from wistful to shocked as Harry was on the floor in front of her, bent down on one knee.
"Hermione Granger, I love you more than life itself. You are my one and only, my soul mate. I want to spent the rest of my life with you, have a family with you and grow old with you. Will you marry me?" he asked, his voice filled with love.
"Oh, Harry," exclaimed Hermione, her eyes sparkling with tears. "Without a doubt."
"Finally," said Ginny and Draco in unison, watching in the background.