AN - What do you get when you mix together 1 completely broken hard drive, 1 auto accident and the holidays? late updateing. Sorry! aHope the wait was worth it! Grandma

Hugo looked around the yard of the quirky little house. Lights twinkled in the trees and a small marquee stood in the yard. Just moments before the decorations had been those of a coming of age birthday party, now soft yellows, browns and touches of orange were present.

Molly and Arthur Weasley looked a bit gob smacked, Ron and Hermione had just sprung the fact that this was their wedding day on them.

The guests had increased from those at the birthday party, but only slightly. The additional people were mostly his daughter's age, Hugo studied their faces and his heart melted. They wore the same look his precious Hermione did most of the time. The smiles were real, but the eyes showed wariness, sorrow and weariness. This was a generation forced to grow up too fast. When their largest worry should have been what pranks to play their 7th year they had been fighting an evil that threatened not only the magical world but the muggle world also.

Just last week, in the middle of the wedding planning, Hermione had turned to Jean and whispered a hope, a wish really, that this moment of joy would help their friends begin to put some of the sorrow aside, mark a new beginning, a renewal of the life they were supposed to have lived.

Harry Potter, their daughter's best friend, hurried out of the house. He was dressed in a in a dapped brown suit, a daisy at his button hole. He held out a similar butionerr to Hugo and helped him pin it on, then replaced the young man, Neville, who had been at Hugo's side introducing him to Hermione and Ron's friends.

Hugo was overwhelmed, not by the fact that his baby was marrying, he had been that and most likely would feel that again before the evening was over, but by how many people had told him of their, love and admiration for his daughter.

Ginny poked her head out of the back door and signaled to Hugo and Harry. Harry hurried off to heard the guests into the marquee and Hugo entered the Burrow. Inside the parlor he found his future son-in-law and Ron's brother George. Hugo risked crushing both of their butioneers and enveloped the stocky red head in a fatherly hug. Over the past weeks he had come to understand why this young man had stolen Hermione's heart. Ron already felt more like a son than a in-law. Letting go of Ron he turned and hugged George. George and he had hit it off immediately upon meeting, they shared a similar twisted sense of humor. George was acting as Ron's best man. At first Hugo had wondered why Harry had not filled that role, until he had time to observe the quiet way Ron had with his older brother who had lost so much in the war just past. Ron was a nurturer. George needed someone who needed him, so Ron had asked. George had become lighter, less grief stricken as he had helped with the wedding.

Jean called from the bottom of the stairs, she was dressed in a simple burnt orange summer dress and had a daisy corsage pinned to her shoulder. Ron smiled at his future mother-in-law, she had insisted she was wearing the color Ron had picked out for the wedding. The red head had wanted the shockingly bright orange of his favorite sports team but had decided that the more muted tone looked better with the brown suits and his family's red hair. All the men's ties matched Jean's dress to a treat.

Ron held out his arm to Jean and through the door to the garden they went, George following. Hugo could hear the music starting. Fleur, the first Weasley daughter-in-law, came down the stairs first, she was in a summer weight dress of the same orange, which looked wonderful with her long white/blonde hair. Her bouquet of white, orange and yellow daisies completed the outfit. She whispered, "Hermione is zust beautiful!" Smiled and was out the door.

Ginny Weasley, hermone's maid-of-honor, was next, in a rich butter dress similar to Fleurs's she carried the same style bouquet. Behind her came Hermione. Ginny stopped only long enough to kiss the bride softly on the cheek then she too was out the door.

Hugo knew he had just a moment before he and his girl were to supposed to be out that same door and down the aisle toward the future. He held her as he had all her life, words were not needed, this was the day he had hoped for and dreaded since she had been born.

Wiping away the one tear that threatened to roll down her cheek, he kissed that cheek and pulled down the veil.

The walk form the door and down the aisle went by in a blur, at the front then shook Ron's hand and was sitting next to Jean. The ceremony was not unlike that of the church of England's, except the golden circle that surrounded Hermione and Ron at the end.

Later Hugo sat with Arthur and watched the guests and the happy couple. Ron was minus the suit coat, and Hermione had removed the veil, just the barrette of daisies, that held her hair back was left. The plain gold band and her engagement ring, a square cut topaz, flanked by two pear shaped emeralds, glittered on her finger.

Among the guests was one, a beautiful girl, in a wheelchair. Her name was Lavender and Hugo knew that at one time she had been Hermione's romantic rival for Ron. That was why some of the guests were surprised when the bride, just before throwing the bouquet, plucked an orange rose from her middle and presented it to Lavender with a kiss on the cheek.

The lucky girl who caught the brides bouquet was a tall good looking black girl with long braided hair. George Weasley had caught the garter.

The guests departed just after 1 am, full to the bursting of wonderful deserts, prepared by the funny little creatcher called Kreacher, apparently a house elf. Hugo himself had eaten too many slices of the lightest, most delectable lemon meringue pie he had ever had!

Now it was time for Hermione and Ron to return to their flat in London. They had chosen not to have a honeymoon now, they had such a short time before she had to leave for that delayed 7th year of school. Ron worked with his brother George and Hugo had over heard George tell Ron that if he came in to the shop to work before Hermione left on the Hogwart's express he would hex him.