My first chapter in college! Woo! Sorry it's not very long. For these, I'm not going for a certain number of words. I'm just telling the story.

I would like to thank: Isabella Lupin Nyte, kenzerooni, MrsFredWeasley21xx, TwilightLover1618, BookKailei, PolythenePam1, LuckyNessa, PhoarTeenyEmos, Toxicinity, YukiKyoMomiji. THANKS A BUNCH! (Haha I know I did it the lazy way, but I'm tired!)

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I own only Willow as well as a few other people, places, and things. But that is all.

Date: August 20th, 1998. Requested by: MrsFredWeasley21xx

"I look so fat!" I complained loudly, looking at myself in the mirror. It was mid-August and I was five months pregnant. And of course, since I was having twins, I was twice as big as I should be.

"Oh, Willow dear, you look wonderful. Simply glowing." Mrs. Weasley rubbed my back and tried to calm me down. It wasn't working.

"But I look like a whale! And I swear my boobs have grown since two weeks ago! They're popping out of the dress!" I exclaimed. How was I suppose to marry Fred looking like this?

"Oh, for love's sake! Willow! You could be walking down there naked and he would think you looked amazing. Hell, he would probably like it more if you did walk down there naked." I frowned at Tiff's attempt to cheer me up. She noticed. "Geeze, someone's hormonal today more than usual."

"That's because someone is five months pregnant with twins and someone is exploding out of their wedding dress and someone wants their wedding to be perfect but that can't happen if my boobs fall out while I'm walking down the isle!" I screamed, getting in Tiff's face. She didn't seem concerned at all.

"Fine. I can fix it. Molly, shove her boobs in while I pull the fabric out." Tiff grabbed the front of my gown while Mrs. Weasley tried to shove my boobs back where they belonged. I stumbled from being pushed and pulled, but finally Tiff, with the help of Mrs. Weasley managed to make me look presentable.

"I look like a princess," I said, taking in my reflection.

"Today you are a princess," Mrs. Weasley said, coming to stand by my side. Tear formed in my eyes. I couldn't exactly explain why. It might have been because for the first time in months I felt truly beautiful, it might have been because I was going to marry the man on my dreams, or it might have been that I'm extremely hormonal and can cry at any given time. I think it was a mixture of the three.

"Mummy!" I turned and saw Daphne running into the room, pulling Ginny with her. "Mummy! I goinna be a frower girl!" She jumped up and down, her ginger ringlets bouncing around her tiny face.

"C'mon, Daphne, we have to get in line now," Mrs. Weasley said, taking Daphne's hand and leading her out of the room to get in line. Tiff, Ginny, and I followed, taking our places.

"You going to be ok?" Tiff asked me.

"Yeah, I think so," I said with a smile.

The music started and, without being seen, I watched as Mr. and Mrs. Weasley walked down the isle with Fred. They took their seats while Fred took his spot at the altar.

I saw Tonks, holding baby Teddy (our ring bearer) walking down the aisle with Daphne who was happily throwing out flowers. She was supposed to go right to her seat and sit down, but instead she ran and hugged Fred around the legs. There was a loud "Aw" as Fred patted her head and sent her back over by Tonks.

Next, Ginny (my bridesmaid) and Lee (Fred's groomsman) walked down the isle and took their stops. Then came Tiff (my maid of honor) and George (Fred's best man) and they took their spots.

Then it was my turn. My parents came to either side of me and we walked down the isle. I knew everyone was watching me but I didn't care about them. The only person I cared about was Fred. My eyes instantly found his, bringing a smile to my face.

When we reached the alter, my parents told me they loved me and took their seats, while I took my place across from Fred. Tears sparkled in my eyes as I looked at him. Never in my life have I been so in love or felt so loved. At that moment, all my worried and doubts went away. I knew this was a decision I would never ever regret.

Kingsley, the new Minister of Magic, started the ceremony, but I wasn't really paying attention to what he was saying. The only thing on my mind was Fred and how much we loved each other.

"The groom has written his own vow," Kingsley said, catching me off guard. I didn't know Fred was writing his own otherwise I would have written some too.

"Willow," Fred began, talking as if it was just the two of us, "ever since I first saw you, I thought you were pretty. That first day of school I was so happy when you sat by us and hung around us. I wish I would have asked you out then but I was afraid you had a boyfriend back home and would think I was a bit too pushy so I didn't. Out of all the time I've spend with you, that's what I regret most, not asking you out sooner. I love you so much, Willow. You've made me a father and the happiest I've ever been. I love you with everything in me and can't wait to spend not and forever with you."

Tears were falling down my cheeks as Fred finished. Never before have I felt so happy.

Kingsley turned his attention to me and said, "I, Willow Grace Lamel."

"I Willow Grace Lamel," I repeated.

"Take you Fredrick Gideon Weasley."

"Take you Fredrick Gideon Weasley, the love of my life," I said, feeling my own vows write themselves on the spot. "You have made me smile when I'm upset and stressed, laugh when I'm angry or scared, and learn to always be happy in life. You showed me what true love is and what it really means. Without you, I couldn't be half the person I am now. You've been a wonderful boyfriend, fiancé, and father, and I just know you'll make an even more wonderful husband. I love you."

With the rings slipped on our fingers, Kingsley spoke again. "By the powers invested in me, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss your bride." Fred gently placed his hands on my side, almost cradling my stomach and pulled me close enough to kiss. I placed my hands on the side of his face, cherishing our first kiss as properly married husband and wife.

When we pulled apart, I looked around at the crowd. Everyone was smiling and clapping. Little Daphne was jumping up and down in her seat, throwing more flowers that had magically appeared in her little basket.

Fred grabbed my hand and we walked up the aisle, smiling the whole way. Mrs. Weasley was right, today, I am a princess, and now I finally have my prince.

And that's Fred and Willow's wedding! Hope you liked it! If there's anything else you wanna see, please let me know, I would be more than happy to write a chapter about it, otherwise I'll just add whatever I want. But seriously, don't be afraid to make requests!

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