Prologue

Hermione, Fleur, Angelina and Luna were at the Burrow trying to console a very nervous Ginny. Luna was holding her hands by her sides so she didn't bite her manicured nails and Fleur was trying to stop little Victoire from pulling on the train of Ginny's dress.

"Ginny, calm down! Everything is going to be fine. The war's over and there are too many Weasleys around for Harry to say no," Hermione joked and Ginny's hard expression cracked and turned into a small smile. She looked at herself in the mirror and gasped. The dress was perfect and the way Fleur had done her hair and make-up, she could hardly recognise herself.

"Wow," she breathed, in any other situation she would have laughed at her choice of words but at that very moment, that was all she could manage. A knock on the door interrupted her thoughts and she looked down and smoothed the front of her dress. She turned to see Mr Weasley standing in the doorway, holding his hand over his heart.

"Ginerva Weasley, you are truly a beautiful young woman," he said and Ginny's ears and face turned a brilliant beetroot. She grabbed her bouquet off the table and marched out the door with her head bowed. She could hear laughter from behind her but she didn't turn around or stop until she was standing at the back doors that would lead out to the aisle and then to where Harry was standing. She felt her father grab her hand and she smiled at him.

The music started playing and the doors opened. Ginny looked around to see friends and family standing around smiling at her as she walked down the aisle that her mother had created in the back garden. She saw her mother in the front row wiping tears from her eyes with a worn out handkerchief. Finally, she saw Harry and Ron standing in an archway of roses with their backs to the rest of the wedding party. Only when she was standing next to him, did Harry truly get a look at his bride to be.

"You look amazing," he breathed holding his hand out for her to take. She took his hand in her own and turned back to Bill who was acting as the priest. He started the introduction but the two of them weren't listening. They were gazing at each other lovingly out of the corner of their eyes.

"Ginerva Rose Weasley do you hereby take Harry James Potter to be your lawfully wedded husband?" Bill asked. Ginny turned to face Harry and looked him right in the eyes.

"I do,"

"And Harry James Potter do you take Ginerva Rose Weasley to be your lawfully wedded wife?" Bill's voice was stern and he stared at Harry, almost daring him to say no.

"I would love nothing more," and with that he grabbed her waist and pulled her in for a very passionate kiss. It was silent for a minute before Hermione cheered, followed by Luna and then by the rest of the guests.

"You may now kiss the bride," muttered Bill, throwing his book down on the floor and going to sulk to Fleur, who was trying to contain a very excited looking Victoire. As soon as Ginny and Harry had broken apart, Hermione, Luna and Angelina ran up and captured Ginny in a group hug, laughing about how she had finally joined the marriage club with the rest of them. Hermione had married Ron 3 months previous, Angelina had married George a month after the war and Luna had recently married Rolf Scamander, a fellow Ravenclaw who she had known from her school days.

Ron walked over to Harry and patted him on the back.

"Congratulations Mate. I tell you though; I love Hermione more than anything but sometimes she's scarier than a Horntail. If you hurt my sister, it's not me or any of my brothers you have to worry about, it's her. After she's done with you then we get to kick your arse," he warned, half-jokingly

"I don't doubt any of that," Harry laughed and they went back to the celebration.

A marquee had been set up in the backyard with beautifully dressed tables spotted around a raised platform dance floor. After they had had their meal, Ron stood and tapped his spoon against his champagne glass. No one turned around so he tapped harder, again everyone kept talking.

"OY!" he yelled and the room turned to face him. His ears turned red and he slumped back a little.

"Um, about 5 minutes before this thing started, mum came up to me and told me that it was my job as the best man to make a speech. As people who were here may have seen, I sort of freaked out. I was against my best mate dating my sister in the beginning, I mean she hadn't even seen me for 6 months and all she cared about was Harry!" he growled the last part. He felt a familiar elbow, Hermione, jab him in the leg and he realised that this was not the time.

"Right, um…just forget you heard that. After a while I realised that I trusted no one more than my friend and that way I knew that he would treat her right and protect her," he caught a look from Ginny "even though she doesn't need protection." He raised his glass and held it in the air.

"I propose a toast to the newly named Mr and Mrs Potter," cheers erupted throughout the room and there was a faint sound of tinkling glass coming from the table that George Weasley was sitting at. On the tables in front of them, in true Hogwarts style, an array of mouth-watering desserts appeared on the tables. Ron sat down and shovelled the food onto his plate at amazing speed. After the cutting of the cake and the first dance, the guests all took to the dance floor. Ginny and Harry never let go of each other, they were always holding some part of the other. It was love, true and pure.

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