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Chapter 2: Happily Ever After
I decided to continue this story. This chapter is Ginny's POV and it is 4 years after Victoire's birth. I hope you like it and if can review it would be wonderful.
I had been up for most of the night, thinking and worrying, worrying and thinking… I was basically having one of my usual panic attacks. After having only fallen asleep 1 or 2 hours ago the irritating noise that came from the window was just…urgh! I couldn't ignore it anymore, so I stomped to the window. All my annoyance vanished when I saw Harry's owl, Snuffles (Victoire and Teddy named before anyone else could had a chance to think about it). I opened the letter she brought and gave her a treat. I start reading…
Dear Bride
Here it is, is today. In about 12 hours, you and me, together forever.
I'll be the one in the suit and messy black hair, no way to miss me!
Love you
Harry
p.s.: can't sleep! You're not here…
My happy smile, my happy mood was back. I didn't even have time to close the letter when my mom entered the room, "I thought I heard something. Are you okay?"
"It's just a letter from Harry, he couldn't sleep, the baby!" I said.
My mom looked around, "Since you're up, and we still have a little time before all the mess and confusion of this big day stars, I wanted to talk to you." I of course blush, like the good red head I was, expecting some very uncomfortable conversation, but she explained. "None of that sweetie. I know you two are adults. You two have been leaving together for year for crying out loud! I'm not stupid Ginevra. I wanted to tell you how proud and happy I am for you Ginny. I love you so much and I will always be there for you and Harry. And I want you to promise me something, anything at all, just say it. I know you're starting your own family, and you want your own space, and…"
"Mom! Harry and I are not starting a new family." She looked at me with a weird look, "What I mean is, our family is going to be just another extension of our big and noisy Weasley family! Oh mom don't cry!"
After that and some wedding advices about eating and having fun today we hugged and decided it was time to get the "party started"!
While I was awaking all the girls, starting breakfast, distributing all the tasks and arranging the schedule for the day, I started to look at my family. We had already grown a lot in the past few years. With the exception of my brother Charlie all my brothers were married or engaged.
Bill and Fleur with their beautiful Victoire and the little "bundle of joy", as George calls it , that is due in a month or so, were the perfect picture of a family. Percy and Audrey were in the honeymoon period of their marriage, like they should be, being married for only 3 months. George and Angelina decided to get married in December, because as Angelina put it "they could have their informal wedding and still make everything look amazing by doing it at night, with all the white from the snow and a lot of small lights everywhere". Ron and Hermione, Hermione and Ron, my best friend and my brother. Still absolutely in love, still driving each other crazy, like some weird foreplay thingy after 8 years together and 3 years married.
I was immersed in my reminiscences so I jumped a bit when the doorbell rang. Luna was here, the last bridesmaid. This meant it was time to start getting ready.
"Luna, you're here, finally! We can start getting ready now." Said an extremely anxious Hermione. She had helped me organize everything about this wedding, so today she was in charge, in her words, "it is you're day, just enjoy it! I'll take care of everything!"
We all headed upstairs to start on hair, makeup, dressing and a lot of talking. So as soon as we enter my room we started talking boys, more precisely OUR boys. They hadn't been all together since Percy's wedding so we expected some serious partying at the boys meeting. Apparently George had took the firewhiskey; Charlie and George organized the "entertainment"; Bill took the food and Percy was in charge of making sure the party didn't get out of hand, supposedly with Ron's helped as the best man, but none of us girls believe that would happen. Thank God for Hermione that was telling us about her excursion to the boys' house this morning, while magically doing my hair.
"They were all dead! The most stupid thing is that the only one that had an excuse to get drunk and be hangover was Harry, and he was the only who wasn´t!! I took them a hangover potion and gave them a good yell, they should be here in two hours!" she sounded really proud and smug! So Hermione…
Audrey and Fleur laugh while combing Victoire's hair. Victoire, the first of her generation. Being the first one made us all dote on her constantly, but I think she will never have any problem on getting attention when she grows up. First her beautiful long, strawberry blond hair and amazing grace, she seemed to float when she walked! There were also her eyes, everyone expected her to have bright blue eyes like her parents (genetics and all that) but for some reason her eyes changed colors according to her mood since she was two days old! The Healers said it was rare, but normal, some even said that might have something to do with the date she was born. Apparently it was such an important date that it carved itself in the entire magic world, making some strange, but usually happy or funny, things happen to people that were born that day. Ever since she was able to walk she followed Teddy around without caring about her pretty dresses getting dirty were even torn out, I loved that. It seemed fate that Bill chose me to be her godmother.
For the next hour everything was about clothes, makeup and hair. In the end it was only my father's knock that made us all realize it was time. All the girls left the room to go take their places, my father asked me to wait just a little.
"Ginny, I wanted to give you this. It was my mother's and since you're the first female Weasley descendent since her, it belongs to you now." While saying this, my father took a beautiful necklace and put it around my neck. It was very simple, a single silver thread with a solitary sapphire in the middle. I did my best not cry and just hugged him.
"You know how much I love you Ginevra, so the only think I want to say to you is the exactly the same thing I told Harry. I love Harry like a son, he is a son to me. I couldn't be more proud of you two, but YOU ARE my daughter, my only daughter at that. If he ever hurts you, if he ever treats you less than perfectly I WILL hunt him down and kill him. I don't care who he vanished or if he was the chosen one, you don't mess with Arthur Weasley's daughter." He was looking me right in the eyes and had such a calm face that I believed him.
"Thank you Daddy! I love you so much!" was all I could say.
"Ginny, Mr. Weasley you have to come. We're almost up!" said Hermione. I took my father's arm and followed him.
Now I was nervous, I saw nothing and I heard no one. I was vaguely aware of my bridesmaid lining up with their respective groomsman just behind Teddy and Victoire, ring bearer and flower girl respectively. My father's strong grip and my one breathing were my only two holders to sanity right now. In those 30 seconds it took for all the wedding party to enter the wedding tent my head was spinning from all the doubts and questions I had had last night. And then it was my turn. It was my turn and when I enter the tent I saw Harry. Every single fiber of my being relaxed and it was now filed with pure joy and serenity.
I couldn't be more in love with this boy. This boy that saved my life, that saved my father and my brother. But much more important this men who understood me, who hold me when Fred died while I hold him for everyone else that had died from his family, his parents, Sirius, Dumbledore , Lupin, Tonks , Fred and all the others he felt responsible for. I loved this man who fought for me with every single one of my brothers just to be with plain old me. Who faced his own best friend and told him I was the woman of his life. And I just loved him because he made me laugh, he comforted me when I needed it and he was always there for me, for the good and for the bad times. I just couldn't be surer. This was it, my dream come true. The 10 year old inside me was just thrill, we were actually marrying Harry Potter, THE Harry Potter!
The rest of the wedding seemed to pass really fast. We said our vows, we started the reception and the party was on! Everyone was dancing, eating, having fun and enjoying the perfect warm night of May. Me and Harry just hold on to each other until the end of the night, only letting go to the traditional dances and the throwing of the bouquet. The big surprise of the night was Audrey's announcement that she was pregnant at the end of the night when only us, Weasleys and Potters were left. After many congratulations Harry and I decided it was time to start our wedding night. We said our goodbyes and apparated home.
"You know something Ms. Potter?" Harry said while picking me up and taking us into our bedroom.
"I know a lot of things Mr. Potter, which one are you referring to?" I responded while beginning to unbutton his shirt. He let me down when we cross the threshold.
"I really love that you're my wife Ginny Potter. And I love how that sounds. Wife. Ginny POTTER." He whispered to my neck while undoing the buttons of my dress.
I laughed. "Potter you're so cute. I love you too you know!"
This was it. Our happily ever after…
