What We've Been Waiting For
Summary: Though not described to us in the book, we know that Ron and Hermione get married. What was the wedding like? Let me show you. Warning: May contain DH spoilers.
Story Note: This is the exact same story that was previously posted, I've decided to separate this and the sequel, so it should be all peachy… keep an eye out for the sequel. It is so far unnamed, so put me on your author alert list so you can see when it goes up.
Chapter One: The Arrival
Hermione was fairly unsure of the customs at wizard weddings on the clear, crisp July morning she arrived at the Burrow, having only attended one the previous summer. She was sure that wasn't even a conventional wizard wedding at that, given the situation. 'Praise Merlin for Mrs. Weasley.' She reassured herself. She knocked on the dark wooden door and it immediately swung open, revealing a beaming Mrs. Weasley, who swept her into a tight embrace.
"Mum, save some for me." A rather sleepy voice wafted over from the kitchen table.
A tall, freckled redhead watched his mother back away before sweeping his fiancé into an even tighter embrace. He kissed her softly, letting her know how much he had missed her, even though it had only been three days since they last saw each other.
"Hi stranger." She whispered "I missed you."
"Ronald! It is 10 o' clock!" Mrs. Weasley spoke sharply. "You go change out of your pajamas right this instant! I'm sure Hermione has no desire to see those."
Ron obliged, though he mumbled the entire way up the stairs about that she had already seen them, during their search for the Horcruxes.
"You must be hungry dear. Come have a spot of breakfast before we begin planning for the wedding.
Hermione had just finished her eggs when she was bombarded again with a hug, this time from behind. The long red hair cascading down in front of Hermione's eyes meant it could only be Ginny.
"Oh good, you're just in time to help." Mrs. Weasley said to her daughter.
"Already, Mum? She's only just arrived." Ginny pointed out. "Let her relax a little. I'm sure she wouldn't say no to a little alone time with Ron, either." Ginny winked at her friend.
Mrs. Weasley saw the spark that appeared in Hermione's eyes at the mention of spending alone time with the man she loved and recognized her defeat by saying "I suppose it can wait until later. How about I pack you two a picnic lunch and you can go on a walk." She suggested.
"That sounds lovely." Hermione gave Mrs. Weasley a quick hug and moved towards her luggage. "I'll just take this up to Ginny's room then."
"Well, I've done some thinking, and I believe that you are trustworthy enough to stay in Ron's room, if you wish." Mrs. Weasley shared this information with a small smile.
Hermione paused at the bottom of the stairs and gave her a peck on the cheek. After a quick Wingardium Leviosa, all the bags were moved up to the landing outside of Ron's room. She pressed her ear to the door and could hear him scurrying about, wondering loudly why he couldn't find a pair of jeans. Hermione could barely suppress a giggle as she knocked on the door and said "I've got a pair in my bag, if you like."
"For Merlin's sake, Hermione, you nearly gave me a heart attack." Ron threw open the door and Hermione had to suppress another giggle at the sight of him standing in to doorway wearing only his faded Chudley Cannon boxer shorts and a pair of mismatched socks, having temporarily forgotten his quest for clothes.
Closing the door behind her, Hermione set her bags on the floor, and gave Ron another kiss, but with much more passion than the one they had shared in front of his mother. They broke apart only when Ron gave an involuntary shiver. Hermione lazily flicked her wand at the open window, which slammed itself shut, no longer inviting in the chilly breeze. She busied herself with finding Ron some clothing in one of the bags.
"What'd you bring your bags in here for? You're sharing a room with Ginny again." Ron pointed out; a hint of sadness slightly distorted his voice.
Hermione explained to him what his mother had said and he perked right up. Before he became over excited with what seemed like his mother's permission, she said "I think she expects me to stay here though." She gestured to the bed against the opposite wall where Harry usually slept.
Ron looked only a tad crestfallen as he said "It's a start."
Hermione handed him the jeans and t-shirt she had found. He got dressed while Hermione told him about how Ginny had managed to convince Mrs. Weasley to give them an afternoon alone, and the picnic. Ron recognized that this would be their only alone time for a while and said "Sounds brilliant!"
He kissed Hermione's forehead and led her down the stairs. There was a wicker basket waiting for them on the now clear kitchen table.
"Bye Mum." Ron said as he grabbed the basket.
"Be good." She warned them.
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