hello. ok this has quite a few HBP spoilers so if you havn't read the book (shame on you!) then don't read this :-( ok so basically its harry,ginny,ron and hermione coping with love and life in year7!enjoy and PWETTY PWEASE WEVIEW?;-)

Loves Dilemma

Chapter 1-Wedding plans

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"Aaagh, gerroff me!"

"Someone attacking you Harry?" said a muffled voice from somewhere on Harry's right.

"I think so? Whoever it is weighs a tonne anyways!"

"Good morning to you too Harry." Although this was a completely different voice, Harry recognised it even without the smell of flowers emanating from the person that was sitting on his waist.

Even in the dim light of Ron Weasleys bedroom Harry could see the flaming red hair that belonged to Ginny Weasley! He felt something jumping around inside his stomach. He reached for his glasses from the bedside table and saw her smiling down at him! It took him about two seconds to register what he was actually looking at, Ginny Weasley in a very revealing nightgown, sitting on his waist! He looked away blushing from his neck to his hair.

He had arrived at the Weasley's two days ago, after saying an almost cheerful goodbye to the Dursley's for what he hoped would be the last time (for a while at least). It was strange, he had spent sixteen years hating her, but after saying goodbye to Aunt Petunia he felt an odd jolt in his stomach. He couldn't figure out why he might actually miss her. She hadn't changed…had she? Maybe she actually listened to Dumbledore criticising them in their own home when he turned up on the doorstep of Privet Drive last year. Whatever it was that made her treat Harry civilly had made him hug her just before he left, something he had never thought he would do! He snapped out of his reverie when he heard Ginny speaking again.

"Mum said to get up. Phlegm's in a right state downstairs. Apparently the flowers won't be at the church on time!"

"Ginny what are you on about?" Ron grunted from the next bed.

"The wedding…Bill's wedding! It's today so get up! NOW!"

Harry marvelled inwardly at just how much Ginny sounded like her mother before she jumped down onto the orange carpeted floor. She saw Harry looking at her and grinned at him unblushingly before leaving the room. Harry got up and pulled on the black suit with an emerald green tie ("I thought it would bring out the colour of your eyes Harry dear") that Mrs. Weasley had left on his trunk the previous night. He was just about to go down the stairs when he realised that Ron had fallen back to sleep. After spending five minutes trying to persuade a snoring Ron to get up, he finally left the room leaving a now annoyed Ron lying on the floor, tangled in his Chudley Cannons bed sheets.

In the immaculately cleaned kitchen Mrs. Weasley was bustling around looking annoyed and flustered. The reason for the unusual cleanliness was that the wedding reception was going to be held in the Weasley house following the ceremony. At the moment there was smoke billowing from several mis-matched pots and pans.

"Oh Harry dear, you look lovely!" Beamed Mrs. Weasley as Harry walked over to the table, pulled out one of the wooden chairs and sat down beside the kitchens two other occupants, Fred and George Weasley. Both of them wore identical black suits with identical blue ties and both of them were looking at Mrs. Weasley with identically ugly looks on their faces. They obviously did not like the dressing arrangements. Luckily Mrs. Weasley was too busy cooking the hors d'oeuvres to notice them. Harry sat quietly, listening to them going over their speeches.

Ron was sitting on the end of his bed for five minutes before realising that someone was watching him from the door. Looking up he saw that a very pretty girl wearing a tight pale blue dress was looking down at him with a frown on her face before walking over to him and sitting down next to him on the bed. Ron sat up so fast that he was sure he had cracked a rib. He couldn't help but stare transfixed at the person next to him.

"What's the matter Ron?"

He tried to say that nothing was wrong and that she looked beautiful but all that came out was a kind of strangled croak!

"The dress is o.k., isn't it? Because I wasn't sure if this colour would go with my hair or my shoes or Ginny's dress or the decorations or the flowers or, or, or the…,"Ron suddenly found his voice (which was hiding around his ankles since the girl walked into the room)!

"Hermione you look stunning," then as though he had just realized what he had said, it was his turn to stutter "I…er… mean yu,yu,you always…er… sound, I mean look…"

"Thanks Ron", she replied before flashing him a dazzling smile. "You look decent too. But …er... you've…er…"

"What? I am wearing pants am I? Because yesterday was not my fault! You should have knocked and anyway by the look on your face you didn't seem too disappointed!"

"Ronald Bilius Weasley! How dare insinuate that I in any way enjoyed seeing your…er…er…," Hermione decided to give up at the look on Ron's face as he laughed at her and instead hit him playfully on the arm.

"Well were you very disappointed to see 'it' or could you not stop thinking about it for hours after? If I can recall correctly you did not leave the room until after I had put on pants and by the look on your face you obviously didn't even want them on!"

"Oh yes Ron, I confess, I love you and want to see you naked and I only came in here in the hope of catching you in the same situation. A ha, a ha, a ha! I just wanted to tell you that your shirt's on backwards. Though I have no idea how you managed to do that? And come on or your mum will kill us! She's in a right state downstairs trying to get everything done!"

Harry look up from the front pew in the church to see Ginny smiling nervously down at him. He was sure that something back flipped inside his stomach. Damn, he couldn't stand to look up at her and not have her. He knew it was safer to not get any more involved with her than he already was, but deep down he seriously regretted having to stop seeing her. He could never forget how he felt when he could hold her close to him. He seriously thought that he loved Ginny. Why did he keep thinking about the last few weeks? Just for one day could he enjoy himself and forget about what happened in the astronomy tower. Would he ever be able to erase the memory of Dumbledore's pleading words with Snape just before he died?

"You may now kiss the bride." The voice sounded about a mile away, but as Harry looked up it was to see Fleur and Bill leaning in to kiss one another. Bill's face now had many scars but he was recognizable at least. Behind him he heard someone sniffing and on turning around he saw Mrs. Weasley with tears running down her face but she was smiling at the same time. Next to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley sat Lupin and Tonks. Tonk's hair was its trademark pink colour. To Harry's delight they were holding hands. At least some people were allowed some level of happiness and if any one deserved to be happy it was Remus Lupin.

Harry looked up at Fleur and Bill again. Fleur (as usual) looked stunning in a tight, flowing, silk, white wedding gown. They all had to dress in muggle clothes because Fleur and Bill had decided to have a muggle wedding ceremony.

Ginny followed Fleur down the church half an hour later. They had finally decided that they had enough pictures to last them a lifetime. Standing for wedding pictures (especially when you're a bridesmaid) is no mean feat! Ginny looked at Harry who was standing beside her. He smiled reassuringly at her. He looked so cute wearing a muggle suit. It was killing her not to be with the person who she had thought so long about. She would never admit that to Harry though because she knew he couldn't stand the guilt. But it just wasn't fair! They had finally gotten together after years of hoping but for her safety everything had to stop. She knew that Harry was right but it still just wasn't fair!

Maybe she could dance with him later and talk to him about everything. Oh, shit!

"Not more pictures, please Fleur? I don't think my jaw could stand anymore!"

"Oh you are beeing so silly Ginny. Come 'ere. You and 'Arry must stand beeside eech uzzer. Gabrielle, you stand next to Fred and George. 'Zer! I 'sink we are now ready. Bill are you now ready? Bien!

Hermione didn't think that the ceremony could have been any better because nothing had gone wrong (thankfully!). Standing out in the hall she could hear the music playing in the garden, which was beautifully decorated for the wedding. She was just debating whether or not to ask Ron to dance when two people apparated about three feet away from where she was standing. Jumping around in alarm, her jaw dropped when she saw who was standing there…

"Percy! What are you doing here? Does Bill know that you're here? Do you're parents know? Were you even invited?"

"Of course I was invited Hermione!" He replied rather impatiently causing Hermione to scowl at him in annoyance. "But as for the question-does anyone else know? I am afraid the answer is no they don't! And quite frankly I am pleased that they don't know yet as it gives me time to get ready to speak to them again… that is if they'll forgive everything that I have done to them." he finished rather lamely.

"Well…er... Percy… Oh Penelope you're here too, you look lovely by the way" Hermione said quickly.

"Thanks Hermione. You look great too! I've been spending ages trying to get him to say sorry to his parents. Percy" she said turning to face him "you really need them. If anything happened to any of them, just think how horrible you would feel knowing that you had spent the last few years not speaking to them or making up for time lost".

"I agree with Penelope, Percy. They may not forgive you right away but I'm sure if you gave them time…"

"A few years, you mean." He interrupted sadly.

At this Ron came into the hall and looked at Hermione nervously. It took him a few seconds to notice that one of his older brothers and his girlfriend were standing right behind him.

"…Er…Hermione…er…would you…er…like to…er…PERCY! WHAT THE BLOODY HELL DO YOU THINK YOURE DOING HERE? IN THIS HOUSE…ON BILLS WEDDING DAY!"

"Ron calm down! I just came to say that…"

"Save it Percy for someone who'll actually care about what you're going to say! Come on Hermione." And grabbing her hand he led her up the stairs to his room leaving a very disappointed Percy in his wake.

When they reached his room he let go of her hand and sat down on his bed breathing heavily.

"Ron…are you ok…?" Hermione said tentatively, still feeling flushed from when he grabbed her hand. She was also sure that he was going to ask her something important before he spotted Percy standing behind him. Damn!

"Ya, I spose. Listen, sorry I grabbed your hand like that, well…its just that I wanted to…er…ask you something, but, well…er…you know, Percy kind of ended up there, so…erm…well, I had to take you somewhere else to ask you, well, its ok if you don't want to, I was just wondering…erm…well…er…damn this is hard" he added more to himself than Hermione, "whether you'd like to…er…gooutwime?" the words stumbled out of his mouth while he was turning redder and redder.

Blushing furiously Hermione walked over to the bed and sat down beside him. To Ron's utter amazement she started giggling!

"What's so funny?"

"Well, it's just that no one can fight like us and now you've just asked me out! And you actually thought that there was a chance that I'd say no! Wait! There's just one thing!"

"What? I have to wear pants all day?"

"Well I wouldn't say all day! But what I meant was that I don't have to call you… 'Won Won' … do I? She said with a grin spreading across her face.

"Ah you wouldn't call me 'Won Won', well then I'm afraid I can never speak to you again!" then he leaned over and kissed her. The only thing that was going through both of their heads (apart from the fire works) was FINALLY!

A/N- Ok so what did ya think? Please please PLEASE review 'cause this is my first ever fan fic and I'm not sure whether to continue it or not? Please let me know if I could do anything better or even if you just want to say hello. If you don't review I will set my fluffypink hippo Henrietta after you! You have been warned! ;-) xxx