Chapter 4

At the next Weasley dinner, there were a few more heads new to the table. George brought Angelia and Ron brought Lavender, the boys were trying to acclimate the girls to being part of the family which was proving difficult.

Angelina was an only child, and wasn't used to be families like the Weasley's but had known about the chaos from years of being on a team with Fred and George.

"Oliver, what a surprise to see you here!" Hugging her old captain Angelina was glad to know someone else at the table. "I suppose you know about the law too, any future Mrs. Wood to introduce?"

Glancing across the room at Hermione who was showing off her ring to Ginny and smiling brightly, Oliver decided that he was happy with his choice. "I'm marrying Hermione Granger."

Shock was the only emotion Oliver saw across Angelina's face. "How did that happen?"

"Well we are friends, and we would both much rather be in a relationship with someone trustworthy rather than someone abusive." Oliver shrugged as an afterthought. "And I like her."

Dinner that night was filled with wedding talk, all Molly wanted to hear was the details of each girls big day.

"Oliver and I have decided on April twenty-third for our wedding date. Ginny has already agreed to be my chief bridesmaid and George has agreed to be Oliver's best man."

"Do you have a dress Hermione?" As Molly looked at the girl she finally realized that there was nothing more important than a dress, and she didn't have the slightest clue of which one to get. Shaking her head Hermione shoveled food into her mouth as an excuse to not say that there was no dress to the entire table. "We can go shopping for one dear, for now do you have the paperwork filled out?"

"Yes, we're going to drop it off tomorrow morning."

Ginny was the next target and was considerably less prepared for her mother's questions.

"I'm glad we figured all of that out now." Whispering in her ear, Oliver's accent sent a shiver up Hermione's spine. Absentmindedly playing with the ring he had bought her Hermione agreed and smiled at her future husband.

Monday morning came quickly as Oliver flooed to Hermione's flat so they could go to the Ministry together. Not only were they dropping off the paperwork for their marriage, but it was also the day of Oliver's interview.

"Hermione, are you awake?" Helping himself to some tea Oliver poured another mug and walked to the bedroom, not realizing that he should have knocked before pushing open the door and finding his fiancée is just her bra and knickers. "I'm so sorry."

Jumping at the sound of his voice Hermione quickly pulled the dress over her head. "It's alright Oliver, I didn't hear you. Is that tea?" It was sweet and had just enough milk in it making Hermione smile. "Besides I figure you're going to see me in my underwear at some point right?"

She had never seen him blush before, but it was very cute. She would have to find more things to embarrass him about.

Finishing their tea and grabbing everything needed for the day, the pair flooed to the Ministry and walked to the marriage department dropping off the paperwork before rushing off. Hermione yelled good luck to Oliver has he caught a lift at the last second, he waved and smiled showing he had heard her.

Hermione's work was the same it always was, filing through folders and determining what kind of threats were out there. To some people it might be boring to do this day in and day out, but after what Hermione had been though it was the perfect job. By the time she had gotten through the first wave of manila folders on her desk Oliver came swaggering over to her desk.

"Guess who just became the representative for Puddlemere United in the Department of Magical Games and Sports!" Plopping down in a chair Oliver kissed Hermione cheek.

"That's wonderful, when do you start?"

"They want me to come in tomorrow to start going over my duties. The board was amazed with my knowledge of the game, and seeing how Puddlemere sought me out to play for them, they were the obvious choice to represent. I also get to be a season ticket holder, what do you say come to a game with me?"

In truth, besides the Hogwarts games and the World Cup Hermione had never been to a game. She would have to pick up a book or two on how the game is played. "That sounds fun, but I'll have to learn about the game."

"You're in luck then, because you just happen to be marrying a quidditch savant. Come to dinner at my place tonight and I'll teach you all about it."

It was at that moment that a group of coworkers walked by Hermione's desk whispering about how Oliver was sitting there before someone noticed the ring she had begun to habitually play with.

"Are you getting married Hermione?" That caught everyone else's attention and the entire department began to wander over to her desk. "We didn't even know you were seeing anyone! Let's see the ring."

Holding up her left hand everyone began to fawn over the beautiful ring, Oliver got handshakes from the men in the department and everyone asked to hear the story of how they met.

"Oh, well actually-"

Oliver cut her off again knowing she wouldn't want to disclose the actual reason. "We went to Hogwarts together, I was a few years ahead of her so we didn't really know each other well but we had spoken. Then after the war the Weasley's kept inviting us to dinner and we just hit it off."

"It's nothing fancy or amazingly romantic, but it was perfect for us."

Leaning towards each other they shared a loving kiss surrounded by the ooh's and aah's of the department.

"Alright everyone, get back to work. You've heard the story let them be and let's all get that artefact's rounded up." Shaking Oliver's hand Arthur smiled at how happy they both seemed. "I heard you had an interview today Oliver, how did it go?"

"I got the job, which means I get to work right upstairs, and doing something I love."

"That's all you can ask for son, we'll have to celebrate. Molly will love to hear the news."

"Let us know and we will be there."

With a wink Arthur went back to his office, and left his employee's to their own devices.

"The first game of the season is next Saturday if you're interested in going, for now I have to go buy more work clothes." Pecking her on the lips Oliver stood. "I'll see you tonight."

After work, Hermione flooed back to her apartment to change out of her work clothes and into jeans and a comfortable v-neck tee shirt before flooing to Oliver's home. It was a small cottage, but perfectly sized for Oliver.

The sitting room was filled with quidditch books, a couple of brooms leaning in a corner, and several posters tacked to the wall. Scrolls of parchment laid on the table with diagrams, books were opened to certain pages showing rules and regulations of the game, and finally a large tome on quidditch listing some of the most famous players.

"There you are," Walking into the room with tea Oliver beckoned Hermione to sit with him. "I was just going over everything so I knew what to tell you. It's really a fascinating and complex sport."

Jumping into the basics of the sport Oliver listed the balls in play, what they did, how many points they were worth, the players on the pitch and what their roles were, and finally the fouls.

The rules and fouls took the longest time and it was well past midnight when they said good bye to each other.

"I'll meet you for lunch tomorrow? We can celebrate your first day."

With a kiss Hermione left to go back to her own flat.

Later that week was the first time that Hermione, Ginny, and Molly could all get together and try on dresses. Madame Malkin's happened to be having a sale so it was the perfect time to get a dress, and Hermione was determined to find one she loved.

Ginny, of course found the perfect dress within moments. It had thick straps on her shoulders and a deep cut vee down the front as well as the back and clung perfectly to her body while also flaring out in the skirt to keep her modesty. Purchasing it in black and picking up crimson heels to match, Ginny was set.

Hermione took much longer to find a dress she liked. She didn't want a puffy skirt, or a beaded bodice, or anything fancy really. All she wanted was a heart shaped corseted top with a skirt that flowed down her legs, she wanted it to be a cream color as opposed to stark white, but was having very little luck.

Until Madame Malkin had pulled everything Hermione described out did she finally see the gown she loved. It was hanging on the wall and when Malkin saw what Hermione was staring at she sighed happily.

Trying the dress on and stepping back out into the shop, Molly and Ginny both gasped.

"It's perfect!" Ginny cried throwing her hands in the air while Molly sobbed a bit and choked out how beautiful she looked.

Buying the dress and a matching pair of red heels to match Ginny, the three made their way back to the Burrow for dinner.

"We'll keep the dress here so Oliver doesn't accidentally see it."

So it was that Hermione's wedding was almost completely ready to happen, all they needed now was for the day to actually get there.