Everyone else had ripped open their envelopes after Hermione got hers. Charlie was paired with Lavender Brown, Percy with Penelope Clearwater, Fred with Angelina Johnson. Ron had a pained look as he opened his envelope, but that expression quickly turned to joy when it said that due to his sexual orientation he was omitted from the Marriage Law. He smiled brightly and hoped that Anthony's letter said the same thing.
George began to make his way over to Hermione when Ginny piped up, "I want to be married today. Percy marry Harry and I tonight, please!" Percy looked suspiciously at the couple, which for once didn't left him looking the same way as everyone else.
"Dear, don't you think that's a bit rash?" Molly said.
"No, not at all," Harry smiled. "I'm ready to spend the rest of my life with Ginny right now."
"And I, you," Ginny turned and kissed him. The couple looked as if they were born joined at the hip.
Molly looked at Arthur and back at the happy couple. "It's only 1 in the afternoon. I'm sure we can manage to throw together a small wedding and reception by tonight." Ginny clasped her hands together, smiling, she ran to Hermione.
"Hermione, come on. You have to be my maid of honor. There's so much to do!" And with that Ginny dragged the older girl away, turning back to her brother. "Sorry, George she's mine for right now."
The girls ran upstairs and George apparated back to their flat. Damn Ginny! He needed to talk to Hermione. Merlin, she had smiled when she read his name. Smiled! What is that Hermione fancied him as well? Just then, Fred appeared in his bedroom.
"Forge, Dad and the others are looking for you. They need help owling as many people as they can. Bloody Ginny always gets her way," Fred moved to sit on his brothers bed and noticed George wasn't paying any attention to what he had said. Instead of being angry, he decided to rejoice for his brother.
"You're lucky, George. Hermione's the full package: beauty, brains, not a goldfinger!"
"I know," George replied. "I haven't even gotten a chance to talk to her yet."
"You mean to pour out your undying love for her," Fred dramatically put his hand to his heart. George scowled at him, but couldn't suppress his laughter.
"Alright, Forge, I'm going to go run an errand and then I'll be back at the burrow."
And with that George walked to the floo.
Ginny and Hermione were in Ginny's flat deciding on dresses to wear. Ginny had decided to transfigure one of her white cocktail dresses into a wedding dress. Hermione was comparing dresses when Ginny interrupted her.
"Hermione, I have a secret. It's the reason why I wanted to have the wedding tonight instead of waiting."
"You're pregnant." Hermione said flatly.
Ginny went wide eyed. "How did you know?"
"Haven't you heard I'm the brightest witch of our age? I know everything." Hermione teased.
Ginny giggled and place her hand on her tummy and the small bump that was there. She looked at Hermione looking at a champagne colored dress that shimmered when the light hit it. The redhead had seen the older girl wear it before. The fabric clung to her shape accentuating her curves then flaring out at the knees.
"You must wear that," Ginny said. "George will love you in that."
"No, Ginny it's too slutty. I can't wear it. Not to a wedding, at least." With that Hermione threw the dress back on the bed and turned back to the wardrobe.
Ginny picked up the beautiful dress. "Hermione I'm not asking you. I'm telling you. Wear this! It looks gorgeous on you. What's the point of having amazing C cup breasts and an arse to die for if you don't show them off?"
"Ginny, please." Hermione huffed. Looking at herself in the mirror. Her once unmanageable hair had tamed and turned into soft ringlets down to the middle of her back. Her body had filled out quite nicely. Hermione had a womanly figure whereas Ginny had more of a boyish shape. Hermione giggle to herself when she saw ginny throw all the other dresses apart from her wedding dress and the champagne dress out the window.
"There," Ginny said, looking quite pleased with herself. "Now you have to wear it."
It had been chaos preparing for the wedding, but all in all it had turned out beautifully. Most of the family was able to make it and all of their friends from Hogwarts had showed up. The wedding was outdoors just as the sun was setting. Throughout the whole ceremony and reception George hadn't been able to keep his eyes off Hermione. She looked so beautiful in that dress and the way her hair was styled falling down her back in soft curls, the hint of cleavage that made him wet his lips in delight.
George watched her walking around talking to various friends and such. She twirled on the dance floor with Ron and a few others, including Fred. She looked upset when she was talking to Fred, but George figured it was harmless. Most people became aggravated with Fred. At times George tried to make his way over to cut in and get a dance with his wife to be, but someone would always stop to talk to him. Damn it. He just needed to talk to her.
Finally the night was coming to a close many guest had left. George looked for Hermione, but she was nowhere to be found. "Looking for Hermione?" Ron asked him.
"Yes, little brother. I haven't had a chance to talk to her all day."
Ron smirked, "I saw her walk over to the enchanted gazebo by the lake."
George smiled from ear to damaged ear. "Thanks, Ron." And George was about to go to her when Ron stopped him.
"George, be good to her, take care of her."
George placed his hand on Ron's shoulder. "I will. I promise." And with that George took off.
Hermione had gotten tired of the crowd after a while, that's what she kept telling herself. But the truth was that when Molly and Arthur Weasley danced together just moments ago. She couldn't help, but get choked up. I want a love like that she thought.
Hermione went to the gazebo lights lit up the interior, making the lake shine. She looked out at the full moon and wondered if George and herself would have that kind of love someday.
George started toward the gazebo and could see her standing there. He gathered up all his Gryffindor courage and walked closer. It hadn't been like this with any other girl. He was never nervous, but Hermione brought out a different side of him. She made him want to be a better man, the man she deserved.
"Hermione" he said softly as he reached the gazebo. Hermione turned around, "George, hi. I've been trying to get you all night, but.."
He cut her off, "People kept getting in the way."
"Exactly" Hermione gave a soft smile and looked away. She didn't know what to say. George looked so handsome in his tux earlier, but now he was standing there in black dress pants and a white dress shirt with the top three buttons undone. George was handsome before, now he was damn sexy.
"I have something for you." He said as he reached into his pocket, pulling out a black box.
"George."
"I thought this would make it official." George opened the box and inside was a four carat princess cut diamond with a white gold band.
Hermione put her hand to her heart, "George, it's beautiful, but you didn't hav.."
"I wanted to. You deserve it," He put the ring on her finger, it was a perfect match.
Hermione admired the ring and sighed, "I'm really sorry you have to marry me. I know about her and how much she means to you."
George furrowed his brows in confusion, making sure he heard her correctly.
"I'm sorry I don't know what you're talking about." George replied befuddled.
Dun, Dun, Dun! Cliffhanger!