Hermione Granger stood in her best girlfriend's bedroom. She was wearing a pretty teal dress that matched the other five girls. She was waiting for Ginny, to come out in her wedding dress. Today was Ginny's wedding. Today was the day Ginny Weasley would become Ginny Potter.
Ginny had chosen Hermione to be her maid of honor. Along with Luna Lovegood and three other girls that were in her year at Hogwarts.
"Hermione? I need you to come tie up my dress," Said Ginny. She was wearing a beautiful vintage wedding gown. It had lace and those big buttons that go on fancy wedding dresses. Instead of a zipper the dress had string that was to be tied up in the back. It looked very elegant on her.
"You look beautiful Ginny" Hermione smiled, as her best friends walked out of the bathroom, where she had been changing.
"Oh yes! You do!" said Luna while the other girls "ohh-ed" and "Ahh-ed" in agreement.
Ginny smiled. Her hair was done up in an elegant braid wrapped around her head, with a veil tucked under the front of it and lots of sparkly shimmering clips.
"Is harry ready?" Ginny said to Hermione.
"I'll go check," Hermione responded.
"Can you also find my mum and dad?"
"When I went downstairs they said they would be up in a moment" said one of Ginny's other friends.
Hermione waked up the stairs to the top floor where the men in the grooms' party were getting ready. She knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" said a voice.
"Hermione", Hermione answered
"Come in!" the voice yelled.
In the room we're also five men, each one to escort a bridesmaid. Ron, the best man was going to be escorting Hermione. Fred Weasley, Dean Thomas, Seamus Finnegan, and Neville Longbottom were to escort the other bridesmaids.
Hermione's heart gave a little throb at Ron, who looked very handsome in his Suit. They had been together for about 2 years now. But nothing serious had happen… to Hermione's secrete disappointment.
He grinned at her.
"You look beautiful" he said
"Thank you," Hermione smiled "you look very nice-"her sentence was cut off by a little cough from Dean.
"Hermione, did you need something?" said Dean, while Hermione looked at harry. Who was looking quite pale, from the nerves.
"Yes, I was going to come ask Harry if he was ready."
"I am," he responded, "how do I look…?"
"Very handsome" Hermione said, and he did. He was wearing a black tuxedo and a black bow-tie to match. His hair was messy as very but that made him look even more handsome, and made his green eyes pop even more. "But you need to go, Ginny is waiting."
"Ginny. Right. Okay. Let's go." Harry took a breath and one last look around the room.
The groomsmen followed harry out of the room, down the stairs, and into the yard outside of the burrow.
Hermione walked back to Ginny's room. She found Ginny sitting on her bed, staring out the window.
"Ginny, they're ready."
Ginny nodded, biting her lip, a look of panic in her eyes.
"You'll be fabulous" said Luna, dreamily, "here something old"
She handed Ginny something.
One of her friends handed her something saying, "something new."
Friends handed her pair of blue earrings "something blue," she grinned.
"A gold Galleon in your shoe" the last friend slid something into Ginny's shoe.
The other bridesmaids looked at Hermione, expectantly.
"And something Borrowed" Hermione smiled widely, "now you have everything."
"Thank you. All of you." Ginny said, teary eyed. She was very emotional, Ginny never cried.
A moment later, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley came through the door.
"Oh Ginny!" Mrs. Weasley cried and hugged her daughter.
"Mum stop," Ginny mumbled, and patted her mother on the back.
"Ready sweetheart?" said Mr. Weasley.
"I think" Ginny took her father's arm.
The bridal party progressed down the stairs and out onto the lawn.
"You first, then you, then you, then Luna, then Hermione."
"Ginny, we know." One of her friends said kindly.
The music that cued the couples to start walking down the aisle began.
"Good luck" everyone whispered to Ginny before they took their escorts arm and walked down the aisle.
When it came to be Hermione's turn she pulled Ginny into a hug, beamed at her, and said "you'll be fine. Don't worry. We all love you."
Ron came up to them and patted Ginny on the shoulder and also wished her luck.
Taking Hermione's arm, they started to walk down the aisle.
"Did you ever expect to be in this situation for Ginny and Harry?" Ron muttered.
Hermione shook her head, being too choked up to speak.
"Hermione, I love you." Whispered Ron suddenly.
"Well Ron I love you to, you know that" Hermione replied, bemused.
Then the wedding march started, Ginny walked down the aisle, arm-and-arm with her father. Mrs. Weasley was balling tears, along with some of the other relatives in the audience.
Hermione looked out at all the faces, old ones, new ones, and people she had never met before. She saw Hagrid crying, Bill Weasley was holding one of his wife's, Fleur's, hand while she had the other one on her pregnant tummy. She could see Dudley Dursley and his parents standing by the door, waiting for their first chance of escape to come.
Charlie Weasley was holding Teddy Lupin and sitting by his date, whom Hermione had not yet met, in the second row. The priest in charge of the ceremony smiled encouragingly at Ginny.
Hermione looked at Harry, who was beaming at Ginny. He looked like the happiest man alive. Hermione gave a smile at the situation, it was too beautiful.
Ginny and Harry had kept the vowels traditional. Finally after a few reading, a prayer, and the vowels, they finally said "I do."
They kissed and turned to look at their guests. A thunderous round of applause hit them. Rice was thrown and the lawn was formed into a proper setting for a reception.
Hermione teared up, as were some others in the audience.
Hermione went up and hugged both Ginny and Harry. They, holding hands, made their way under the tent.
As the night went on dinner was served, the first dances went smoothly with cameras clicking away.
Everyone seemed to dance together. The far most interesting was when Hermione got pulled into the arms of Fred Weasley.
"So. Hermione. When am I going to get an invitation to you and my charming brothers' wedding?" Fred said.
"We're not engaged." Hermione muttered, embarrassed.
"Not yet? I thought with… well, never mind. When he does pop the question, can I be made of honor?" he said with joking sincerity.
"Wait you thought with what?" Hermione said.
"Never you mind." Said Fred, just as the song ended. "Well, we can continue dance another time."
Hermione laughed and as Fred started to walk away said, "oh, and, No. you cannot be my maid of honor."
Fred put on a face of mock disappointment, making Hermione laugh again.
Hermione stood there a moment then decided to go find Ron. A hand crept around her waist and pulled her to face the other direction, facing a freckly, tall, red headed person.
"Ron! You scared me! I was about to hex you!" Hermione said while putting her hands around his broad shoulders to dance to the slow song that started.
"I'm sorry."
"It's alright." She said and smiled up at him.
"You really do look so beautiful" said Ron, as he pulled her closer.
"Thank you, and you really do look so handsome." Hermione responded.
For the next few minutes they were content to hold each other close and sway in time to the music.
"Hermione, would you like to go for a walk with me?" Ron said.
"Sure." Hermione said.
Ron grabbed her hand, as the wound their way through the crowd of people, he hoping they would be able to find a peaceful place to talk.