Chapter 2

There nerve of that man, Ginny fumed in her head as she walked away from the gate, like it had anything to do with him anymore. If Harry Potter wanted to apparate on top of her then he could damn well do it, and more often if it meant she got such close contact with him although she could think of better places to be when it happened than by the gate to Luna's house. God that man could still make her go weak at the knees, so what if she'd held onto him a bit longer than would normally be expected when he helped her back onto her feet, she needed the extra few minutes to steady herself and drink in the musty, masculine scent that eminated from him. She smiled to herself as she thought of him landing on top of her again, once the initial shock of being knocked to the ground by a sudden appearance had worn off she had rather enjoyed herself. Although now she only had the memory again and knew it would be nothing more. What infuriated her most was that Colin had spoilt it with his stupid jealousy thing again. Okay so maybe he was right to have been a little jealous, she never had got over Harry. She had waited for him to come back to her after the war was over holding out for his touch and the words that would let her know he had come back to her. She had not tried to confront him about it; killing someone, even someone as evil as Lord Voldemort, must have been a terrible thing to do, even if it had saved so many people. She understood that he might need time to come to terms with that, she had told him before he left that she would wait for him no matter how long that would be, but he had never come back, not to her anyway. He had visited the Burrow, even lived there for a while before he and Ron had moved into a flat together in London, but he had always kept a slight distance from her, and eventually she had come to accept that he had moved on, all the time he had been searching for the horcruxes and destroying Voldemort something within Harry had changed and it had changed his feelings for her. She had made her peace with his decision eventually and found happiness with Colin, a guy from work, he had never sent sparks of electricity through her like Harry did when he so much as looked at her, but he had been kind and loving, at least until she had spoken about the time she and Harry had dated. Then he had turned into some jealous freak just because she still saw Harry every week at the Thursday dinner her mother insisted they all still went to, he had completely lost it when he'd found out that Harry was going to be Neville's best man and Ginny had had enough. She had realised that she wasn't really happy at all, she couldn't live with such a jealous person especially when she knew deep down that there was something for him to be jealous of, well on her part there was, and she couldn't stand the thought of not seeing Harry anymore. She would rather be alone without Colin, than with someone and unable to see Harry, if she couldn't have him as she wanted him then she would make do with the friendship that they had, even if it was sometimes difficult. She smiled to herself again as she relived the startled and apologetic look on Harry's face when he realised that he had landed right on top of her and tried to imagine his aroma once more before she opened the door to Luna's bedroom.

"Neville and the boys are here Luna," she told her as she closed the door behind her.

"Good," said Luna in her dreamy voice "I'm glad they made it," she added as if Neville and Harry were just guests and not the groom and best man. Ginny chuckled to herself, Luna was so calm and relaxed all the time even at her own wedding, if this was Ginny's wedding she would be a complete bag of nerves by now and her newly manicured finger nails would be bitten to the quick. There was a tap at the door which opened slowly to reveal Ginny's other best friend and Luna's second bridesmaid, Hermione.

"Oh Luna, you look wonderful," she cried softly attempting to stem back tears but failing miserably. Ginny looked at Luna who stood up to hug Hermione.

"Wow Luna, she's right!" said Ginny as she took in the simple dress ivory dress, it was cut low at the neckline with tiny beading along the edge. A full skirt fell from an empire waist line to the floor where tiny beads and sequins climbed a few inches up from the hemline. The dress had full sleeves which widened as the reached her hands again embroidered with beads and sequins. She wore her bright, almost white blonde hair in gentle waves down her back and her signature radish earrings were hanging from her ears, adorned with sparkly glitter to make them look more festive for the occasion. She looked simply like Luna but she glowed with pride and happiness and an ethereal beauty because it was her wedding day. The girls fell about in fits of laughter at their silly crying and Hermione stepped over to put on her dress as Ginny walked over to the window. Her gaze fell first upon the marquee set up for the ceremony and then followed the golden floor laid out from the opposite end of the marquee leading out to the field behind where George and Ron would be setting off fireworks later. At the end of the path her gaze stopped as it fell upon her brother, Neville and Harry she sighed as she relived the moment at the gatepost one more time.

"What are you looking at? Oh," said Hermione as she joined Ginny at the window, after following her gaze she stopped at the same spot at the end of the path, her eyes on Harry. "Ginny you should say something to him."

"No Hermione," she replied forcefully, "We've been through this so many times, he's moved on and I can live with it." Ginny went into the corner and put on her dress. It was simple like Luna's, Hermione and Ginny had picked it together as they would both be wearing the same, it was deep aubergine with a bustier style top and a long straight skirt. The back was quite low cut and the dress had thin spaghetti straps to hold it up over the shoulders. Like Luna they both wore their hair down but had been allowed to wear diamond earrings rather than radishes for which they had both been grateful. She looked at herself in the mirror, though not a patch on how lovely Luna looked, Ginny thought she looked quite pretty in the dress which nipped in at the waist and gave her a slight cleavage. There was a knock at the door and Hermione stepped over to answer it. On the other side was Xenophilius Lovegood who swept into the room in his yellow robes looking like a banana but fitting in so well with the theme of a Lovegood wedding.

"My Luna, you look beautiful, your mother would have been so proud," he said with a tear in his eye.

"We'll give you a few minutes," whispered Hermione as she ushered Ginny out of the room.

"What does he look like?" Ginny blustered as they ran giggling down the stairs.