SwedishA/N: J.K. You rock – these aren't mine but the laptop that they were written on is mine… well, no it isn't actually. I only own a coke can and a potion of imagination.
P.S. I got a really good comment about spelling errors so I'm just letting you know that I am Swedish so if you spot any weird sentences or something please correct me, I need to learn god damnit!
Ron/Hermione: Close your eyes and count to ten
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"Three… Ron, are you still here?"
"Yes, I'm fixing a thing. Don't look up and keep counting woman!"
"Don't call me woman."
"Why, that's what you are."
"Git"
III:
The Marriage
Ron and Harry stood in a room in a church in central London. Hermione being a muggle born always pictured her dream wedding in this church every time she and her parents passed it by when they were getting groceries for the week. It was antique that much could Ron tell by looking at its smirk details. He felt at home here in some level, maybe it was the feeling of being in Hogwarts corridors that made it. Harry was all dressed and tried to help Ron with the suit. Ron felt ill and begged Harry for mercy when he gave him a hard punch in the arm.
"This is weird." He said and he pretty well knew that was the only words he had spoken to Harry this last hour. Harry felt an urge to slap him across the face;, he knew because he saw the look Hermione gave Draco in third year in his eyes. But Ron remembered Harrys wedding day at the Burrows and he wasn't all brave in Rons room that day either, Ron found that odd because it was Harry Potter. Facing Ginny was frightening yes but somehow it felt that Harry had done scarier things. Today he knew the thing Harry meant when he said "This isn't the same as casting spells you know... it feels horrible".
"I managed didn't I?" Harry said with a look at him. Yes, actually Harry did manage – it was Ginny who cried, turned red occasionally during the whole ceremony and almost hexed George for making the rings shrink. Well she would have done that if mother didn't hex him seconds earlier while dad repaired the damage and noted that his was the kind of things he did at the ministry. He had a odd feeling that it wasn't Hermione who was going to have a mental breakdown at this wedding but he wanted to be sure that he wouldn't either.
"She is well put together you know – I mean she always knows what to do." He finally said knowing this was what he really feared.
Harry smiled and said "Last time I spoke to her she almost cried over the table napkins"
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Four rooms from Ron and Harry three girls were giggling at a picture in the "Weekly Witch" that showed Ron, Hermione, Ginny and Harry in France for holidays. The plan was brilliant; they poly-juiced Hermione and Ron smiled at the cameraman while Ginny and Harry was covering their faces, all four sitting in a resturant with snails on their plates. This way they would not have to be as annoyed by the press as Harry and Ginny were at their wedding. Hermione gave Ginny a long hug and Luna one too who came all the way from Brazil to attend.
"I'll go and get dressed now, you should do the same." She said giving the two blue bridesmaid dresses a look. They grabbed their dressed, told her to yell if she needed help and left the room. Halfway during the process Hermione yelled "brush" and Luna came to her rescue. She quickly sent her away so she wouldn't see the dress she was hiding behind her body. Luna gave her a comment on her make-up that made her blush a little.
"Something old, something new, something borrowed…" Hermione said thinking about the tiara that passed between the Weasleys as they got married.
"Ginny, where is the tiara." She yelled.
"It's over here, can I come in?" Ginny yelled from the other room. Hermione didn't want to give away the surprise but she needed that tiara.
"Ok, but try to keep your eyes closed." She listened to the sound of Ginny running in her high heels and the door flung open.
The last thing Ginny did was keeping her eyes closed; they almost left her eyeballs of suprisement. Hermione was standing there in a white strapless dress that sat tight over her chest and let loose from the waist down. Her hair was treated like it had been done in the fourth years Yule Ball. The curls fell softly into each other and were glowing in the sun that came in from the window next to her head. The make-up was light and looked so natural on Hermione but it was when she smiled that she glowed.
"I'm actually marrying your brother today." she said said with a little laughter at Ginnys stunned face and Ginny became so overwhelmed by this that she did the one thing that almost all of the Weasleys tried to avoid. She cried.
"You look like – it's easy to say that Ron scored better with you than he did with his O.W.L.s" Ginny said while putting the tiara on Hermiones head just in the place she had it on the day she married Harry. Hermione laughed at this comment and told Ginny to tell the priest downstairs that it was ten minutes left. she let some air out of her lungs and felt relived. At least she was pretty enough to stun Ginny a bit and Ginny was beauty herself.
What she didn't know was as Ginny ran down the stairs she bumped into a dressed Luna.
"You look beautiful Luna, you really do!" Ginny burst out and looking at her sun-tanned friend. She gave one of her more dreamy smiles and lowered her voice to a whisper and said
"You should really see Hermione."
"I did Luna" Ginny said now looking as dreamy as Luna "she was glowing like a veela"
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"How in Merlin could you forget that?" Neville yelled while trying to get the mud out of his fingernails. The Hogwarts teacher was going to be the groom with Harry so he was proper dressed and looked happier than both Harry and himself remembered him as.
"I don't know. It slipped my mind, I was so focused on everything else and it just – what am I going to do!" Ron yelled and gave both Neville and Harry a pleading look. They were talking – no, yelling about the wedding vows that Ron had forgotten to write.
"Just pull a proposal." Harry said. Neville gave Harry a questioning look so Harry told him everything about the improvised proposal Ron pulled off in the forest to a very amused and impressed Neville.
"I can't do that again. I was lucky. That was pure luck Harry, she won't leave me at the altar right?" he said in the edge of vomiting when he thought of Hermione leaving him alone at the altar in front of all their families.
"She didn't leave you so far." said Neville assuring and was practically killed by Rons glare.
"Ronald! It's time" said his mother from the other side of the door.
Ron walked down the stairs preparing for the grand failure of his life with his two mates behind him telling him that it was going to be more than fine.
"It's not going to be brilliant Neville; I can taste disaster from two miles away."
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This was not homework, it was far worse. She was basically going to pour out her heart in front of her whole family and his family. The size of his family didn't south her a bit.
She looked out the door and saw Ron standing in the end of the hall. He wore a black suit and his bow matched the color of his eyes and the rose he had in attached to the jacket. He looked like he was mumbling words and gave Harry a pleading stir. All the people she knew and grew to love were in the church but she realized that the decision of keeping it small didn't turn out to be so small after all. Everyone familiar from Hargid ("Im sorry Hagrid but Grauwp can't be fitted into a church bench and to be honest Ron seems a bit jealous") to little Teddy Lupin who came with his grandmother Andromeda to the more unexpected such as Hanna Abbot who dated Neville and Lunas very odd boyfriend were here to see her and Ron get married. The white fabric between the church benches looked so softly against the blue roses that Ron conjured. Hermione was holding his most successful bouquet in her hand and she had to admit that they were just as blue as his eyes were.
"Something blue…" she said to herself and smiled while remembering the conversation they had about these muggle things two months ago. Ron had produced a flawless blue rose and said that she didn't need to worry and continued to do so every morning from then. It had been the sweetest thing and he countined to do so everyday so that she would never worry.
No, she though – she had to study the whole speech she had written down weeks ago but it only went a minute before she saw Mr. and Mrs. Weasley walk to their seats and then her own mother in the hands of Neville. Harry stood next to Ron and his eyes met her eye. She shut the door in panic again. Nobody was going to see her. When she got the gut to open the door again Luna was walking towards Ron and the priest. This was the moment she though, just like they had rehearsed so many times. Her father appeared behind her, fully dressed and gave her a perfect dental smile.
"My little witch, it's time to get married."
"I know daddy, but I'm scared." She felt so childish when these words left her mouth.
"Everyone is scared. But it's like braces. The result is beautiful." with those words she grabbed her father's arm and when the doors flung open they revealed a white-dressed and frightened Hermione with only one though in her mind.
"I forgot to study."
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Ron had seen Hermione when she was happy, chocked, thinking, angry, crying and hurt, tortured, in love, newly awoken, fully dressed, fully sweaty and naked and even in the more bizarre form of a cat and when she was turned into stone. He had seen her in so many ways, states and ages you can see a person but when she grabbed his hand and smiled he thought this was the most beautiful way he had ever seen her in. It was not the dress, the make-up or the hair. It was the glow she seemed to have but she seemed nervous.
"I love you" he mimed to her so that she would know.
She returned his words.
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The priest finished his speech about love in all sorts of conditions. Her whole family was sitting to her right and she saw her mother sobbing with Mrs Weasley as they both shoot smiles and tiny waves towards them. The flaming family of Weasleys were sitting and trying to control Teddy Lupin who pulled Victorines hair and little James Sirius Potter who seemed to follow Teddys example. She couldn't picture her wedding more perfect but then she looked at Ron. He was in his black suit and he looked so adorable in his nervousness. Ron was very afraid of embarrassing himself right now but he couldn't be more wrong. She was the one who didn't study her vowels well enough.
"And you may speak now Miss Granger." The first thing that hit her was that this was probably the last time she was going to be called miss Granger and then that she had to speak.
"Ron." She started buying herself some time as Ron grabbed her hands. Hermione Weasley, Weasley.
"I have to be honest with you - that is what relationships are built at." She said and Ron suddenly looked petrified. Why in earths name would he look like that?
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"This is it, she is leaving me." He though and felt how his hands were getting sweaty but he didn't let go of hers. He didn't dare to see what would happen if he did.
"I've always done my work flawless and sometimes your work to." The church room laughed at this, especially Harry who understood more than well and she continued.
"But this time I can't honestly say that I knew I did a good work. There are no books to tell you how to tell someone you love that they are everything to them and they are no spells that I can do to make you feel everything that I'm feeling for you in this moment."
Obviously the muggles in this room took this as a metaphor not understanding that this was a magical wedding he though. Hermione was silent a time, some time too long and that's when he realized – Hermione Jane Granger hadn't done this homework. This was straight from her head – no if it was from her head she would be fully controlled, this was from her heart.
"I can't explain this in words, in practice or with the weight of the world. Not everything is easy for me you know, but you make the hard things feel less hard. The good things feel much better. The endless things feel so short and the word forever seem like a possibility. That's why I love you, because with you I don't have to know. I just am."
His body got heated up at her last words. She never stopped to amaze him.
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"You may speak Mr. Weasley" Said the priest. Ron glared at his father at this before he realized that it was him that the priest was talking about.
"Right… Hermione" Ron said looking at her. Clearly, he hadn't written anything down either.
"I did like I always do, I saved my work until last minute but this time you can't help me to write it, not even if I begged you." Ron smiled at this looking very comfortably with his next words
"But it's better this way honestly because I'm not good with words on paper. I'm just trying to find a romantic say to tell you that I want to spend my whole life with you, protect you and see you in our children. I want to do all the boring and everyday things with you and all the special and amazing things too because there isn't a moment I wouldn't like to spend with you. I'm trying to make these words sound so romantic that you realize how much I would do for you and…"
Ron felt silent because her eyes were tear-filled and Ron wanted to comfort her like he always wanted when she was sad but this wasn't it.
She gave him a nod to tell him that she was okay and he shouldn't worry. He understood and continued to have his little speech.
"I'm hoping that despite the lack of comparing you to a flower because well – you are more beautiful than all the flowers in the world, even those blue roses." He said and giving her bouquet a wink before he continued
"…or telling you about the moment that I realized that I was in love with you because I don't like to talk about that horrible Yule Ball" He paused again and lowered his voice a little.
"I'm not even going to tell you about the first kiss because that really was off-guard. What I'm trying to do here, even if I fail at it is to tell you that I love you. I love you so much its making me angry, jealous and frustrated at times but it do make me feel like a king that have gotten more riches than he could ever imagine." He fell silent and looked at Hermione who cried and squeezed his hands as a response.
They looked each other so deep in the eyes that they didn't see Percy and Bill tear-filled eyes. Charlie was manly enough to give his brothers a comforting hug and George was so amazed that Ron had it in him to actually be romantic and sensitive. Neville was sobbing and assured a tear-filled Harry that his running nose was a cold related issue. Fleur, Ginny and Luna the two mothers were literally crying and the children of these mothers held their hands and tried to comfort them. But if these people were crying it was nothing to what Hagrid did in the seat at the back, he howled like an wounded dog and blew his nose loudly until Andromeda told him to be silent while her eyes twinkled and then in the absolute silence of the sobbing, crying and kids running they said their "I do" and seconds after that a tiny whisper filled the room and it said "That's my son." and the fathers looked at each other equally proud of their kids.
"You may kiss your wife" the priest said and Ron grabbed Hermione so tightly towards him that she felt that he had missed her an endless amount but before he leaned in to kiss her she whispered.
"I may kiss my prince."
Chapter tease: IV
"Weren't you going to get in the shower Ron?" Hermione barley whispered.
"Yeah, I was but you kissed me" he said between the kisses that went lower and lower her neckline. Hermione hands were now playing with his hair as he slowly took her to the bed in the middle of the rose filled room.
So, there it goes! Married, and oh - they deserv it!
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