Title: It's Raining Naked Men!
Authors: Shanchan and EC-Chan
Authors Notes:
First off, the disclaimer: we don't own the character and so we're not taking credit for their creation. PLEASE don't hurt us. Secondly, we take credit for all the insanity that occurs in this story. If you steal our ideas, we'll strip you naked, gut you like a fish, and pulverize your intestines and bury it underneath our octopus tree. And Finally, THANK YOU FOR READING OUR LITTLE STORY. If you give us FEEDBACK, we'll LOVE YOU forever!
Harry lifted up a wine glass, sparkling with champagne, and announced amidst everyone's tipsy laughter, "A toast to Ron and Hermione—I have been your friend since our first year at Hogwarts, and never have I met a couple more destined to be in love EVER in my life…And all I can say after ALL these years of knowing them is the same thing I said to them when they told me they were dating: It's about bloody time!"
He then, in one fluid motion, held the cup up towards the crowd and then pressed it to his lips before taking a swig of the bubbly liquid as if to seal the newlyweds' fate. All of the couple's guests gave a hearty laugh before doing the same.
"That's got to be one of the shortest wedding speeches anyone has ever made!" a man who was sitting in the "close friends" section barked out a laugh, his eyes twinkling with barely concealed mirth. He was a longtime family-friend named Rylee as well as Remus' life-partner, which was clearly evident in the way he leaned over the werewolf towards Harry when he said that last line.
The werewolf whispered something into Rylee's ear and he let out another outrageous laugh, "Yes! Come on Harry, let's tell the story of how these two got together from the very beginning for everyone to hear!"
"No, no—we don't need that," Ron protested from his seat next to Hermione. He had one arm wrapped around her waist and the other rubbing his face in an effort to hide his slight flush.
"Really," Hermione said, rubbing Ron's arm comfortingly, but smiling indulgently. "I don't think it's necessary to drag up old history. Thank you for the speech Harry, that was very short but sweet."
Harry shook his head, "No, I think it's story time. After all, how often will we be able to get together like this again?"
"Christmas, definitely," Ron mumbled, holding his head in one hand. "Please, spare the story. I don't want this day ruined."
"Common, Ronnikins, pweeeeeeeese," Fred and George purred and laughed at Ron's horrified shudder.
"You really can't get out of this," Ginny said, a grin on her face. "I could never get the full story out of you—and it's your wedding. This is like our last time ever we're going to be able to cajole things out of you!"
"Right…like that makes sense," Ron griped, but it was clear he pretty much had already given in.
"Alright! Now that everything is settled, I should probably start. Everyone, feel free to interject with any comments!" Harry called out.
"In that case, I officially take back my comment on your speech being short and sweet," Hermione said as she folded her arms and glared out at the crowd.
"You are way too pleased about this," Ron said, glaring at his best friend as if he had just signed them on a waiting list for certain death.
Harry just grinned at the couple, "Hey, if you want, just think of this as my payment for toughing out being your friend for all these years! Okay...so where do I begin…? Oh, right… So…"
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