Hermione blinked at the bright flashes as did everybody else.
There was yelling from all the reporters and lots of questions fired here and there from all around them.
Oliver lifted Ollie up and managed to hold the boy in his arms so they wouldn't lose him in the midst of all the reporters.
"Excuse me, excuse me!" Decan yelled as he tried to push his way through the throng of reporters. "Claustrophobic! I'm claustrophobic!" Surprisingly he was quite successful.
It was five minutes later that they got away. But the press followed them at their heels.
"There, that's where Ginny said I was to meet her!" Hermione said spotting the dress shop right away.
All of them hurried.
"Oh thank god." Decan said letting a big breath out. "Seriously, how famous are you two?"
"Very." Ollie said still in Oliver's arms. While Hermione said "A little bit".
"I'm going to believe the kid this time." Decan nodded in Ollie's direction.
"They're very famous. But who are you?"
Hermione and the rest all turned around to find two females.
"Gerry, Alicia!" Hermione exclaimed as she ran and hugged them.
"Hermione!" Gerry squealed as she hugged her back. "Like oh my gosh how could you run off like that without even saying goodbye to us!"
"Seriously. I didn't even see you and you were already gone." Alicia pointed out.
"I'm so sorry girls. I wasn't thinking clearly." Hermione apologized. "What are you two doing here anyway?"
"We wanted to see you and Rianne." Alicia answered.
"Rianne? Is she here?" Oliver asked.
"Yep. She's a bridesmaid now that she's officially George Weasley's girlfriend!" Gerry yelled the last part.
"Gerry!" A voice exclaimed from somewhere in the back.
They all turned and saw Rianne in a beautiful satin strapless, fitted, rauched light blue dress. The dress showed off Rianne's gorgeous baby blue eyes.
"Wow Rianne." Alicia whistled.
"You look gorgeous." Hermione said smiling.
Rianne blushed. "It's the dress."
"Well the dress is pretty but…"
"The darn dress better be pretty, you picked it!" Ginny said as she ran up to them. "Oh thank god you're on time." She cocked her head to the side. "Those reporters oh merlin they're back." She grimaced.
Hermione laughed as she hugged her best friend.
"You do not know how glad I am to see you! The maid of honor has to be present sometime." Ginny scowled.
Hermione gave a sheepish smile. "Gin."
"Say no more. I have your bridesmaid dress. It's just like Rianne's but it's marron. Each bridesmaid has a different color dress. You better not complain. Like I said before you picked it so a complaint form you…"
"I'm sure it'll be fine." Hermione said.
"Do you think they still realize we're here?" Oliver asked Decan.
"Nope." He answered.
"Wait Hermione you picked the bridesmaid dresses?" Rianne asked.
"Yeah, it was my deal for me to go onto the show in Ginny's place." Hermione said. "You should have seen the dress be-"
"Wait what!" Oliver exclaimed.
"So I have to thank you for getting Hermione onto the show?"
"Yep." Ginny answered.
"How can I thank you?"
"Easy. Buy me and Harry a really good wedding gift." Ginny winked.
"Girls this is my cousin, my favorite cousin in the world, Decan." Hermione presented her cousin. "Decan this is Alicia, Gerry," Gerry waved enthusiastically. "Rianne," Rianne gave a smile. "And that there sitting with Oliver is Ginny." Hermione finished.
"George is here too with Yulisa. And so is Charlie." Ginny chimed in.
"Wait where's Yulisa?" Ollie asked.
"She's over by the flower girl section with George." Rianne answered.
Ollie whirled around to face Hermione. "Mum can I?"
"Of course go, I'll come with you."
"Oh no you're not. You have to try on your dress. Oliver can go with him." Ginny interrupted.
Hermione made a face. "I've been trying on clothes all day."
"Well too bloody bad." Ginny said dragging her best friend to the changing rooms.
Rianne giggled as she lifted the hem of her dress and followed them.
"Decan you want to see the dress?" Ginny asked.
"Was waiting for you to ask." Decan said then followed them.
"Come on Dad, I want to see Yulisa!" Ollie said tugging on Oliver's hand. He looked at Alicia and Gerry.
"We'll follow you. Anyway how'd she like the ring?" Gerry asked, eyes gleaming.
Hermione looked around and found that the dressing room was huge. And it was completely gorgeous. She quickly took off her outfit she already had on and unzipped the dress on the hanger. She stepped into the dress and then zipped it back up.
Hermione took a look at herself in the dress. It was a stunning dress. And she actually didn't look bad in it. It was flattering and sexy in a more simple way. And honestly compared to the original bridesmaid dresses, anything was really.
Hermione stepped out of the dressing room to show Ginny, Decan, and Rianne.
"Whoa!" Decan said looking at his cousin. "Now that's a hot dress."
"You look stunning Hermione." Rianne said clapping her hands together.
"I guess it's better than the old dress." Ginny said seriously. But a grin played on her face.
"Yeah just a little better." Hermione played along.
"Oh who am I kidding! You look like a knock out. Now I'm not so sure I want you in my wedding." Ginny joked. "All eyes would be on you."
"Yeah until you came out in your dress." Hermione smiled.
"Yes, well it's decided that dress is perfect!"
"Wait until Oliver Wood sees you in that!" Decan said, eyes twinkling.
Hermione laughed. "I'm going to change back."
Marcus sighed, bored to death. His latest flavor of the week was trying on bridesmaid dresses right and left. He really didn't see any point. They all seriously looked the same. At least to him.
Standing up he walked to the other end of the dressing room and escaped.
Just as he got out, he heard something rather interesting.
"Wait until Oliver Wood sees you in that!"
Oliver Wood. So Wood's girl was here, trying on dresses no doubt. Marcus tapped his chin before deciding to enter the dressing room. He just had to see what the female that he was soon going to take from Oliver Wood looked like.
He couldn't see the girl's face clearly, her hair was covering the way. But he could see that she had a pretty good body. Curves in the right places. Flawless skin and a neck that was just begging him to bite.
She finally had the zipper down and was about to step out of dress when she tripped a bit, her foot getting caught in the dress. Hermione groaned.
"Do you need help with that?"
Hermione looked up in the mirror and saw that some guy was in the dressing room with her.
Oliver was walking back to where Ginny and them were with Yulisa and Ollie in tow. The both of them had their outfits they were going to wear for the Potter Wedding. He was a foot away from them when he heard a shriek.
It took him a second to register before he realized it was Hermione's shriek. He ran.
Ginny and the two all jumped up to their feet at the sound of Hermione's shriek. All three jumped up tp Hermione's dressing room but was beat by Oliver whom threw the dressing room covers away.
Hermione had her back against the mirror and her bridesmaid dress in front of her, hiding herself.
On the other side was Marcus Flint.
"Flint what the hell are you doing in my wife's dressing room!" Oliver's voice thundered.
Marcus Flint turned around to the sound of an all too familiar voice. "Hello to you too Woody. I just had to check out who you're new girl was. Or wife. How interesting. Now it'll be even better when I take her from you."
Before any could react, Oliver punched Flint in the nose.
Marcus went down while Oliver shook his hand out.
Hermione and the other girls stared in shock.
"Whoo hoo Oliver." George whistled.
Oliver strode up to Hermione. "You okay?"
Hermione nodded as she worriedly cradled his fist whilst Marcus, glared, holding his nose.
"Oh thank merlin." Oliver sighed as he kissed her on the forehead.
A week went by without incident. Hermione, Oliver, and Ollie left the Granger residence to settle into Oliver's flat for temporary. Hermione and Oliver shared Oliver's room and bed. Both had gotten quite used to sleeping in bed with another person. It was almost comforting sometimes to wake up and find that the person you were in love with was beside you. Ollie took the only other unoccupied room. Hermione and Oliver spent the whole day with him redecorating it. With the help of magic they made it into everything a six year old boy could want for a room.
"I'm telling you, he's going to be a quidditch star." Oliver grinned as he watched a bludger go by on their son's wall.
"I can't believe he asked for a quidditch game for wall paper. Better yet I can't believe I indulged him." Hermione muttered.
As it was, that same week, Hermione was starting her Healer training and Oliver would start tryouts for the new positions on Puddlemere. They needed to find a new replacement for Thompson Maine since he was replacing Trevor. And then some of the reserves were actually getting snatched up by the other quidditch teams. One of them was the reserve for Oliver, that Oliver trained personally if he ever got injured.
Ollie on the other hand got to go to school with other young witches and wizards. It was called Young Magicks. It taught basics on how to read, write, mathematics, and it specialized in helping control young magic. It was a fairly big school and popular. Ollie wasn't the only one to be going there, Yulisa was going there too.
Hermione had only begun her apprenticeship two hours ago but she was in love. She listened attentively to what the Healers said and memorized what spells were useful for minor injuries. She even got to help heal a small boy that came in after he had fallen out of a tree. She was fascinated with the potions lavatory. It was almost a dream being there. She loved being able to help the people that came in.
After the war, she was in all honesty a bit lost. But now, it seemed that she had found her passion again.
Oliver felt like pulling his hair out. It seemed each year the Rookies that came wanting to try out were worse and worse. None of them seemed to play because they wanted to. They played for the money, fame, and girls.
More than once a kid had gotten knocked off his broom by a bludger because instead of watching the field, he had been watching the stands where several female fans were.
One of the girls though Summer Dawson was pretty damn good. But… Oliver felt like as if she stared at him a lot. And she was almost always there wherever he was. But he was probably being paranoid. She was after all trying out for the reserve keeper and she was only following him because she wanted to match his skill. Once though she got so close he swore he heard her sniff him.
"Danny watch the bludger!" David yelled when he spotted the bludger headed directly at his twin.
It was too late. The bludger hit his left leg directly. Jeremy Print whom had hurried over hoping to catch it before the impact, swore he heard what wounded like a crack when it made impact with Danny's leg.
Hermione was in the children's ward. It was by far her favorite. The children were delightful. Especially the terminal ones. There was something absolutely precious about them. Hermione had to step out a couple of times to recuperate but would step right back in. Once when she was taking her break, she saw Marcus Flint.
"Hey Hermione Granger right?"
Hermione regarded the male in front of her cooly. "No Hermione Wood."
"Details. So I hear you're training to be a Healer." He grinned.
Hermione was surprised and not surprised to find that he had gotten his teeth fixed. She turned around ready to go back in.
"Wait." Flint grabbed her arm.
"Don't touch me." Hermione snatched her arm away. "I see you have a shiner courtesy of my husband." She smiled up at him.
"Feisty just how I like them. Keeps the relationship interesting."
Hermione made a disgusted sound then went back in.
She was there when a fellow apprentice told her to hurry to the Severe Injury Section. Apparently a Quidditch player had been injured during the Puddlemere tryouts.
Hermione had shot up like a rocket. She ran all the way there. Meanwhile memories of when she was younger and a certain Grffyndor keeper getting knocked off his broom kept playing over and over in her head.
Oliver heard the sound of footsteps approaching. He looked up sharply to find that it was Hermione.
"Oh thank god it's not you." Hermione sighed in relief as she hugged her husband. "Who is it?"
"Danny." Oliver grimaced.
"Oh no."
It was a severe injury. Danny's bones had been crushed by the impact of the bludger hitting his leg directly. He wouldn't be able to walk for the next three months. Then there was therapy too. It looked like it would be a while before he could play again.
Oliver stayed with the others as they all tried to comfort Danny. It almost worked but everytime Danny looked directly into Oliver's eyes, his eyes went downcast again in shame. He knew he was letting the team down.
"Coach what are we supposed to do now? Danny's out and those Rookies are worthless." Oliver said aggravated. It was late and he came back directly after staying with Danny for an hour.
"You're right about those yuppies. I'd hire the girls on your show before I would hire those kids. But I think I may have a solution."
Oliver stopped pacing. "You do?"
"Yes."
"What's the solution?"
"Well I ran into him earlier today at St. Mungo's actually."
"Who's he?" Oliver asked.
"He was apparently there to see one of the nurses. I think one of them must be apparently his girlfriend." Whit said just chattering now. Almost nervously.
"Whit Jimey who are you talking about?"
There was the sound of the door opening.
"Long time no see Woody."
