Me: Okay, I'm going to answer to the reviews I got for "Love at First Flight", which are pretty much all from one person.

To my BEST reviewer of this story, fierceasatiger: Yes, seeing as James and Oliver Phelps are MINEY-MINE-MINE (how did you know?), I now dub thee, Mrs. Radcliffe and Mrs. Biggerstaff! Wow, two husbands. I'm impressed. No, I'm not boy crazy, I just like writing romance stories! And I'm glad that you like my fics so much! -big hug-

Harry: I'm glad, too! -bigger hug and kiss on cheek-

Oliver: I'm gladder than you! -biggest hug and kiss on cheek-

Inuyashalurver: If you're who I think you are, YOU ARE SO DEAD WHEN I SEE YOU NEXT! If not, sorry for the misunderstanding!

Spicy-obsession: Okay, well, I appreciate your flame and I will try and learn from it. Just don't hurt me. -cowers in a corner- Oh, and I actually agree that it's too rushed. I write whatever comes into my mind, so it's not that unusual for my stories to be rushed.

Disclaimer: I don't own HP.

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It was the day of the wedding, the glorious day that Jessica White and Harry Potter had been waiting for. Jessica stood in her dressing room, turning in front of a long mirror. She was wearing a creamy white wedding dress with a long veil that covered her face. Her hair was up in an elegant twist, and she was holding a bouquet of roses. Her face was free of makeup except for a bit of blush, and she had never been more nervous. Hermione, her maid of honor, stood by her, smiling.

"Jess, Harry loves you more than life itself, and he's been loving life ever since you helped him defeat Lord Voldemort. He loves you," she said soothingly, bending down to finish the last minute perfections on the dress. Jessica sighed and straightened out her veil so that it covered most of her face, which was rapidly going pale.

"Hermione, how could you stand all of these nerves with you and Ron's wedding?" she asked. "We're only having the twins, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Bill, Fleur, Charlie, Ginny, Draco (A/N: he's good now), and Sirius (A/N: yes SIRIUS LIVES! How can a curtain kill you, anyway)!"

Hermione just smiled and stood up, brushing off her pale green bridesmaid dress.

"I've known Ron practically all my life, and I trust him with my life. It's not a COMPLETELY perfect match, but if it was, where's the fun in that?" she said, half-jokingly. Jessica smiled and nodded, the color returning to her face.

"Come on. Harry will think that I ran off with someone if I don't get there in 15 minutes."

They walked out of Jessica's house and to the small church, which was very homey. Hermione winked at Jessica when it was time for Hermione to walk down with Ron, and left her, feeling very nervous. When it was time, Jessica stood and walked silently out of the small room into the small church. She smiled at everyone as she walked down the isle to Harry, who was standing there wearing a brand-new tux. His hair had, miraculously, been smoothed down and his dazzling green eyes were sparkling. He smiled tenderly at her when she got up to the alter.

"Do you, Jessica White, take Harry Potter to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, through sickness and health?"

"I do," she said, looking into Harry's eyes.

"And do you, Harry Potter, take Ms. Jessica White, be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, through sickness and health?" the preacher finally asked. Harry smiled.

"I do," he said gently.

"You may now kiss the bride."

Harry smiled yet again and captured her lips with his. As they broke apart, everyone cheered and rushed up to congratulate them.

"Harry, you lucky git!" Sirius grinned as he slapped Harry on the back.

"I'm twice your age and I'm STILL not married!"

"Ah, well," Harry grinned and looked at Jessica, who was laughing with Ginny, who had just caught the bouquet. Fred rolled his eyes.

"Merlin, you two will be inseparable on that honeymoon!" he said jovially.

"That's not exactly news to me," said Draco, his silvery eyes twinkling with his arm around Ginny's waist. Jessica gasped.

"Are you two-?"

"Yes," Ginny said, blushing prettily. "We're engaged."

Jessica gave Ginny a huge hug while Harry slapped Draco on the back.

"Congratulations, Ginny!" Hermione squealed. Ron began to turn red at the base of his neck, but shook Draco's hand and grinned at him. Jessica noticed the red and rolled her eyes.

"Well, what are we waiting for?" George exclaimed, earning a stern glare from Mrs. Weasley and a laugh from both Bill and Charlie. "It's time to PAR-TAY!"

The whole congregation stepped out of the way as Harry and Jessica took hands, raised their wands, and changed the church into a party room. Guests were already there and the music was blaring. Fred and George immediately moved to the dance floor and began grooving to, "Dance Dance" by Fall Out Boy. Jessica smiled and laughed as Hermione dragged a protesting Ron onto the floor and Harry slipped an arm around her waist.

"This could be the start of a beautiful relationship," he murmured into her ear.