A/N: So...this is my second fic! My first was Forever's a Very Long Time to Wait, and because I couldn't say thankyou then (it was a one-shot) I'd like to say thanks to my amazing reviewers:
IHaveAnElongatedHorseFaceToo
Coconut Girl
conneewing
I hope to make this one in chapters so let me know if you want me to continue!
Disclaimer: It's not mine!
My Destiny's Around the Corner
Okay...I'm going to take a deep breath and relax.
That did absolutely nothing.
What the hell was I thinking?
I am standing here, dressed in white, flowers in my hand.
Marriage? Oh no, not sensible Hermione Granger! She won't get married at 17! She wouldn't let herself. She wants a fairytale wedding.
This is anything but a fairytale.
I think I may just kill myself.
What a wonderfully flippant suicidal comment.
Maybe I will.
Bad thoughts. Bad thoughts. Don't you dare.
WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING?
Harry is my brother, not my fiancee!
There were never any books about this.
...The Great Hall looks fantastic. The entire school is out there waiting for me to marry the Boy-Who-Lived. And then we'll all go to Transfiguration...
Arghh...Keep focused!
Keep his spirits up for the war.
Those damn words!
Keep him focused for the war.
Keep him...
Keep him happy? Throw my life away! See if I care!
The only problem is...I do care...
I do...
I don't want to say those words. I don't care if he loves me! I don't! Why isn't it Ron!
Ohmygod! Did I just say that?
I can't believe it...The music will play in 5 minutes...What do I do? I just decided I'm in love with the best man!
The best man in the entire world!
I may need to backtrack.
Zip to 6th year.
Voldemort attacked the school and Snape was killed. Harry told Ginny it was too dangerous and broke up with her. She went home for Easter in floods of tears and, according to Ron, received a place in Beauxbatons. Unfortunately, the school was attacked in the last days of term. We haven't heard from Ginny since.
Of course Harry thought (and still thinks) it was his fault for driving her away, and became depressed.I comforted him. He fell in love.
Back to 7th year.
It's almost Christmas, and I'm about to get married.
I peep through the door and in a very loud whisper called Ron's name. He looks up and hurries over.
"You look...amazing!" he said breathlessly. "...Are you...looking forward...to getting...?"
The word hung in the air, awkward and heart-breaking. I had to say it...I had to!
"Of course I am Ronald it's my wedding day."
I think I may just kill myself.
But...if I'm going to die...I might aswell let Ron know first...
"Yeah...of course...I'll be going..."
He was leaving? Don't you dare Ron! Don't you dare break my heart. I did the only thing I could do!
I burst into tears. "Heellpp mee!"
Ron looked confused, but at least he turned around.
Heellpp mee? Where did that come from. I wasn't going to say that.
"There's a boogie monster in my closet!"
Ohmygod I was freaking him out. I'm such a nutcase. Stark raving bonkers.
"Are you feeling okay Mione...? You've gotta go get..."
The word hung between us again.
"You know what Ron? I'm not okay. I love you."
Ron looked at me. I smiled at him. Harry gasped behind us and a tear rolled down his cheek.
Wait one second...Harry?!?
Ohmygod. What have I done?