Hermione's Wedding
By: ~*~Angel~*~
A/N- Hahaha! Your favorite author is back! LoL, I was joking about the favorite author thing. ANYWAYS, Here we go with yet another H/??? fic. Who could the ??? be? Read and find out, but anyone who has read my other fics will know who the ??? is. See ya'll, hope you enjoy!
Hermione Granger looked around nervously. She was sitting in her room, her wedding gown next to her on her bed. She was having second thoughts. But everyone has second thoughts on their wedding day, don't they?
The dress was beautiful. Silk, snow white, and it had a big puffy bell at the bottom of the dress. (I think everyone knows what I mean.) The veil lay neatly above it, the little tiara of diamonds glittering in the sunshine coming from Hermione's window.
The tiara had belonged to Hermione's great, great, great grandma. She was a rich women, who lived to the age of 97. She passed it on, and they passed it on, and soon it got too her mother. By then, the glittering diamonds had begun to fade. (I know diamonds don't fade, but in my fic, they do!) So, Hermione's grandmother took all the little diamonds out, replacing them with new ones. As soon as Hermione had learned a sparkling charm, she had performed it on the tiara, making it shiny and new looking for the rest of its lifetime.
Hermione's hands twisted in her lap. It was 4 hours before the wedding began, but she was still not allowed to see the groom. He must look wonderful in his tux, thought Hermione, envisioning Harry in a black tux with an…orange bow tie? Oh no, she thought, jumping up from her bed, and running to her broom. She took off, going straight through an open window.
Meanwhile…
Harry Potter looked around the Burrow, trying to find his right shoe. In the chaos of his bachelor party, someone had gone into his room, flinging his clothes and everything everywhere. Ron was busy on the phone with the house elf caterers.
"NO!" he was yelling at poor Winky on the other end, "I TOLD YOU, THEY WANTED MASHED POTATOES, NOT SCRAMBLED!" (scrambled?…)
Harry gave Ron a worried look, but Ron just laughed and hung up. "Stupid house elves!" he said, sitting down at the kitchen table, "They can't do anything right!"
Harry sat down next to him, finding his shoe. "Ron, why should you be so worried?" asked Harry, who had gone quite pale since he'd gotten up.
Ron sighed. "My best friend's wedding…" he said, patting Harry's shoulder, "And I want everything to be perfect. That's what's wrong." They both laughed, Harry's more of a nervous one.
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Hermione Granger approached the Door of the Weasley's Burrow. She rung the doorbell, and heard someone coming to the door. "Harry!" she yelled through the door, before whoever it was behind the door opened it.
"Hermione?" asked Ron, poking his head through the door, "Get outta here! You can't see the groom!"
Hermione shook her head. "No Ron, go get me Harry's bow tie please."
Ron took off, and Hermione tapped her toe impatiently. The Weasley twins had cursed Harry's bow tie to glow bright orange when he said, "I Do." Ron ran down the stairs, back to Hermione.
She pointed her wand at the blue bow tie, mumbled a few words, and took off once again.
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2 hours before the wedding…
Hermione's mother was trying to work a curling spell on Hermione's hair. "Token-Soloum, Mom. Pronounce the Token like this: t-OK-en." Hermione explained. Her mother did as told, and it worked.
"My little girl…" muttered her mother, looking Hermione over, "Is getting married, and, and…" She burst into tears, "And my little girl is GROWING UP!"
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Mommy," she whispered, leaning down next to her mother, "I'm always going to be your little girl!"
Hermione's mother looked up. She was smiling. "GOTCHA!" She yelled, triumphantly. Hermione laughed along with her mother, when another un-suspected face showed up.
It was Harry, looking to talk to Hermione.
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Oh-ho-ho! What happens next? Find out, in the next part, which has already been written, and is posted!!!
A/N-HAHAHA!!! Woah-ho, I'm evil! Ok, ok, I know what your thinking, "Harry doesn't want to get married!" Nope, that's not the case…IS IT? Hahaha. Now, you people know I'm just trying to get ya to read the next part, so here comes my FAVORITE part of the story:
The Harry Potter characters belong to J.K. Rowling. There. I did it, and now it's done.
See ya, please review! Don't tell me it sucked!