The Trouble with Weddings :
A Harry Potter Fan fiction story
Author's Note: This story takes place 7 years after Hogwarts, and It is in Hermione's point of view. I encourage all reviews to let me know how my story is coming along. I also encourage you to read my other stories. I do not own anything about Harry Potter, and I am not gaining anything from these stories. Enjoy!
Chapter 1:
I would like to think that I am a pretty simple person, that I want what any one wants, purpose, and meaning. I have always strived to be the best at everything that I do. I always put every other need behind being the best, and brightest to prove that just because I am muggle born I am just as good of a witch as any pureblood.
I stared out the glass window into the dark night sky. I just stared out into the stars, and tried to remember the last time that I was truly happy. I didn't have to think too hard because I knew when it was, It was 7 years ago. It was back in my last year in Hogwarts, my final year after the war. I was 18, The war was over, and everything seemed so perfect. Voldemort was gone, and most of the Death Eaters either died , or switched sides for good in the end. We had lost a lot of our friends and loved ones, but that has only made us all stronger to appreciate all of the good things that we still had left, and how much we still had ahead of us. My life especially seemed to be going right. It was no surprise that I was the smartest witch of my age, and year, but it was a big honor to have been chosen as Head Girl. It was a lot of responsibility for not only my self but everyone else as well, but I loved the challenge. Another thing that had made me truly happy was Ron, he was my best friend, and we had been through so much together. I was so relieved when he was finally able to express his true feelings for me during the war, and after were able to begin our inevitable relationship. Harry despite all of the hardship he had to endure and emotional baggage that he carried was able to put it all aside for Ginny Weasley. In the end we were four best friends able to be together like destiny had always planned, and able to finish our last year at Hogwarts. Everything seemed to be so perfect.
But nothing is ever perfection, and it wasn't really the end was it? Of course our hardship wasn't over. Even after everything that we have been through over the years and fought for, wouldn't it be enough for us to be able to have a happy ending with out complications? That was the last time that we were all truly happy together. I couldn't even begin to guess what went wrong ,but I can tell you.
After our last year of Hogwarts, we graduated ,and then ever one that I had seen and talked to everyday went there separate ways, and even our group of friends seemed to grow apart slowly. I would stay at the Burrow to be with Ron, but that's when I noticed how much Harry and Ginny had their problems. They started to pick fights all of the time, at first over not getting to see each other as much as they would like to, Harry Ignoring Ginny, and then it ended up being about little tiny things. It would get worse at night, and it would always end up with Ginny in tears and Harry talking a walk for hours before returning and not saying a word to any one. I remember mentioning to Ron that maybe we should try talking to them, because they were our friends, but he always ignored my suggestion, saying that it wasn't our place to get involved. I had always thought that to be odd ,but I tried to shrug it off. I hated thinking that way because I wanted to help them.
A few months later Harry had went away to become an Auror like he had always wanted to be. Ginny had got a job shortly after working for the Ministry of Magic. They began to see less of each other because their work got in the way, and eventually they had let their flame that they had for each other die out. Harry and Ginny were not longer together, and I felt like I felt Ginny's Heart break as Harry was no longer around. Harry had wrote Ron and I occasionally but as far as I know made no attempt to even write Ginny at all. About the Time that Ginny had got he job at the Ministry, I had gotten a call from the Head Mistress McGonagall at Hogwarts, to be a healer. It was a position under Madame Pomphrey ,but I accepted the position. I had always felt like Hogwarts was my home, and when I had graduated I was most sad to leave. Now I really could call it my home again. Now that I was a legal adult Witch, I had gotten my license to apparate from any where at anytime. So I took advantage of this and left every weekend to Visit Ron and my Parents. It seemed that I was very happy ,and had the perfect relationship with the man that I had always wanted, my best friend. I was so blinded by love that I had to overlook a few minor details in our perfect relationship. I knew that Ron could be very thick, and stubborn at times, especially if things didn't go his way. I was a healer and I took my work very seriously , like I always had. This being the case sometimes I would have to show up late, or not at all for our plans, because of an emergency with some of the students, and Ron never understood. Sometimes if this would happen I would show up late and explain to Ron, but I would just end up apologizing endlessly with no end to the guilt that I felt. There would be other times he wouldn't speak to me for weeks. Then on every time I tried to help my friends that I still kept in contact with out with everyday problems, Ron would give me this lecture on how I need to mind my own business ,and just let people be. I began to think that I really had problems, and I was a horrible girl friend. So I tried to improve.
The following Christmas, I had gone to the Burrow because Ron had said he had a big surprise for me ,and couldn't wait to share it with me. I was so excited for the holidays. I loved going to the Burrow, because I felt like a member of the family like I was at home. I remember sitting on their old leather couch, in front of a roaring fireplace. The place smelled of Gingerbread, and warmth. Ron had sat next to me, grinning. He took my hand into his and at that moment I knew what was going to happen, then he did it, he asked me to marry him. I always knew this moment would come, so of course I had said yes, and kissed him sweetly.
That's when He told me the other part of his surprise. He had apparently finally got an offer for lead Keeper on his favorite Quidditch team ' The Cannons' . This was amazing news. It seemed that both our dreams were coming true, he was getting his dream job ,and I was getting my dream guy. That's when He tells me as soon as I was ready to celebrate, that he was to leave the following night. I had thought it was way too soon. We had barley had time to celebrate, just the two of us. I was sad , but of course I understood, because who was I to stand in the way of his dream. I would plan our wedding, and I would be here waiting until he returned for our wedding on June 3rd.
I had no free time at all, because all of my time was either consumed by work, or wedding planning. I of course found a lot of help from Ginny ,and Molly Weasley. It had seemed like time was flying by, and it was now a year later and a few weeks before our wedding. That's when I get this mysterious letter from Ron. He had told me how much he loves his new position as Keeper. He said that now he had become so famous that it had made him reevaluate his life, and he realized that he would be happier in life with out me in it. I was speechless ,and heartbroken. I had tried to stay strong because I couldn't cry, for him, for any one. I couldn't believe that he had just ended our relationship in a 3 line letter. To make matters worse I find out from Harry in a letter a few months later that he was now seeing someone else. However this was not just any some one else, Lavender Brown; who was interning for The Daily Prophet. Her assignment was to get the inside story on The Canon's new star Keeper. Apparently she got her story, and more.
Time seemed to pass and a little after my 25th birthday, I was moving on with my life, and I was trying to burry everything that had happened in the back of my mind. I had to be the strong one, because I was smart, and smart girls didn't lose it. Everything seemed ok, that's when I had gotten an owl from Ginny. It was an invitation to a wedding, hers. I held my breath as I read
" Hermione Granger is cordially invited to the wedding of Ginny Weasley and Blaise Zambini. She had also included a letter asking me to be her maid of honor. So not only was My best friend getting married to former play boy Slytherin, but I was to help her plan her wedding with the family that I was meant to marry into.
