Hey guys, Sorry I haven't written in so long! My laptop has finally died after years of threatening too and I've simply just not had time.
I'm still dyslexic (nothing new there) and this is actually written on my phone! (How do people do it?! Only wrote this because I can't get this idea out of my head and needed to write something before I got withdrawal symptoms) I do not own Harry Potter and this is not beta'd but this is my strange twist on a marriage law type fic hope you enjoy.
Bill Forester was bored. It was quiet and it was dull, and that was truly saying something when Bill Forester worked for the ministry of magic and in the department of mystery no less! That was really saying something.
Yet Bill was bored. It had been a slow day today, simply sitting in the office hoping an unspeakable would show up with some interesting case or even a little catastrophe! Nothing big like he who must not be named returning or anything like that, but maybe an unknown life form or a dark and complex magical object! Yet he knew it would be a miracle if something like that turned up today...
For today was 'The day' the day that the wizarding world had been waiting for since Harry Potter got hitched to Ginevra Weasley! Today the war Hero Ronald Weasley was marrying the war hero Hermione Granger in a celebration so big that 90% of the newly reformed ministry was in attendance, only those unfortunate enough to pick the shorts staws (literally! Kingsley had decreed it the fairest way to decide who would be working and when) were working today.
Of course Hermione herself had caught up to each of the unfortunates herself and invited them to the reception even if they could sadly not be present for the actual ceremony... But still Bill was bored.
Henry couldn't help it 98 years he and his beautiful wife Florence had been married 102 wonderful years they had been together and now it was ending... Cupping his loves cheek in his hand Henry sobbed silently as he watched his beloved slipping into the forever without him.
"Love ya' Flo" he sobbed as he pulled back her pure white cotton sheet and slipped into the small hospital bed beside her.
"Love ya' so bloom'in much, don't ya leave me now.." The St Mungo's nurse watched on silently. Death was part of the job every nurse knew this, but it still didn't make it any easier even if the patient did have a lovely long life like Florence had lived. A loving husband, children, grandchildren and even great grandchildren it still didn't make the heart ache less.
Hermione Jean Granger breathed in deeply as her dad smiled at her encouragingly.
"You look beautiful poppet, are you ready?" He asked as he held his hand out to her. Hermione couldn't help but ask herself was she ready? Was this the
right thing to do? She loved Ron... Loved him so much, but was she ready to marry him? Was she ready to spend the rest of her life as Mrs Ronald Weasley? Richard Granger watched his daughters eyes as the internal panic ranged, he loved his little girl more than anything and seeing her now dressed in white and ready to marry the man she told him she loved he was half ready to drag her away and keep her his little girl forever. Yet he couldn't be selfish Hermione was old enough to chose for herself, she had grown up so hard and so fast in a world he couldn't understand or be part of and he had hated it... Not being able to protect her then, having Hermione feel the need to protect them by making them forget she had even existed.
It had hurt when Hermione had brought them home and returned their memory's, it didn't hurt because she had done it both he and Helen understood fully why she had... It hurt because he hadn't been able to help her... Hadn't been able to look after her like all parents want to do for their children. It had taken some long fire whiskey filled talks with Arthur Weasley to really get it out of his system as Helen had spoken with Molly of tea and cake, but at least now he could be here for her know.
"Hermione honey no matter what you do, no matter what you decide know me and your mother love you and are so so proud of you." Hermione looked at her dad.
"Thanks dad." Nerves settled slightly Hermione took another deep breath and smiled, everyone had nerves on their wedding day she could do this. Taking her fathers hand she allowed him to lead her from the room and through the castle halls. People had laughed when Hermione had asked permission from head mistress McGonagall to have her wedding at Hogwarts, but Ron had happily agreed and now walking through the entrance hall and out of the front doors Hermione knew she had made the right decision.
Bill looked st his watched and sighed once more for what seemed like the 100 time, they would be getting married now as long as everything was running smoothly. (Which he didn't doubt it was Hermione's wedding after all)
Henry simply curled tighter into Florence's side as he listened to her breathing grow more shallow by the minuets and then almost suddenly it stopped and Henry howled out his pain.
Bill had let his head flop onto his arms resting upon the desk at some point and now he was even considering taking a nap, it started of like a flicker of a candle lighting and slowly got brighter as the minuets past it took a few minuets for Bill to even notice the changes in the light in the room but when he finally did look up Bill swore fiercely grabbing his wand he muttered out the first spell he could think of.
'So far so good' Hermione thought as she smiled at Ron and he grinned happily back, they had almost done it they were almost man and wife! As Kingsley Shacklebolt slowly reached the silken cloth towards their joined hands it started.
Ron watched in awe as Hermione started to glow White, it was like a flicker at first which grew in intensity and as the light grew Hermione's eyes started to waver in a way that made Ron know she was not in control.
"Hermione" Ron asked as he reached towards her only to be flung back into the seated guests who had been muttering amongst themselves asking if this was part of the ceremony, Harry went to dash forwards towards his best friend but he couldn't even get close. The white light by now was almost blinding as everyone watched on horrified as Hermione lifted into the air before them like and Angel depicted in the Christmas story she hung their beautiful in white elegance swirling around her.
Kingsley had been made to step back with what ever Magic the young witch was imbued and as Kingsley ran through numerous spells in his head wondering what could possibly be happening a shimmering white form streaked through the sky's straight to his side.
"Minister! Minister! The Merlin stone! The merlin stone is glowing!" The glowing beaver cried out in he was pained to admit fear, his own fear filled eyes turned back to Hermione.
The light was blinding no one was able to look at the young war hero, when suddenly her voice rang out above all.
"Ad animae speculum esse verum , cum hoc incantatores nupsi." Kingsley's eyes widened if possible further as the Latin words translated in his head automatically.
'To soul's mirror be true, with this spell I wed thee.'
"Oh dear Merlin!" Kingsley exclaimed as the light that had been surrounding the young woman exploded out and a solid thud resounded around the area.
"What have you done!" He was almost praying this wasn't going to turn into a new disaster as he swiftly turned back towards the young woman he also called friend.
The entire audience was silenced by what they saw.