Hermione met Harry outside the Church just an hour or so before it was to begin. At once he gave a yelp and covered his eyes.
'Oh, grow up.' She tutted irritably.
'But it's bad luck.' He whined.
'Not for the groom to see the bridesmaid. Come on, Harry, you were raised by muggles, and yet you're nearly as bad as Ron.'
Beside him, the best man grinned at his wife. 'You ready, mate?' He asked Harry.
Harry was as white as a sheet. 'I've never been more terrified.'
'But you've faced dragons!' Hermione exclaimed. 'And so much more! How can you be terrified of such a small thing like marriage?'
'Give me dragons any day.' Harry gulped.
'Harry's worried about upsetting Ginny in case her big brother decides to get involved and punch his lights out.' Ron puffed out his chest with pride.
'It's not that.' Harry swallowed, his eyes hollow. 'I'm worried about what she'll do to me. She gives me a bad enough Bat-Bogey-Hex when I leave the toilet seat up. What'll happen if I do something really bad?'
'Like what?' As Ron's ears went red at the tips, his fists clenched.
Harry dropped his voice down to a whisper. 'Forget to take the rubbish out in the morning.'
His best friends howled with laughter.
Ginny didn't have the same nerves, and went down the aisle as confidently as she did everything in life. Behind her, in a dress of scarlet satin, Hermione helped two year old Victorie toddle down the aisle scattering lily petals. It had been Ginny's suggestion so that Harry's parents could still have a part in their big day. When Ginny reached Harry, who looked positively awestruck, she ruffled his combed hair back into its usual messy state.
'Warts and all.' She told him.
Ron and Hermione watched in delight as their best friends and sister danced together for the first time as a married couple. 'To the Potter's.' She snuggled against his shoulder and yawned.
'You getting enough sleep?' He murmured into her head.
Momentarily, she froze. 'I've learned to deal with it, I think.' She whispered. 'I still, I see them. I see them all the time. But, when you're with me, it's like they can't do anything. They just stare at me, waiting for you to go.'
Ron gently kissed her. 'Then I'll stay. I'll always stay.'
But as Ron looked over at the newly-wed couple, he noticed that Harry had in his eye, the same haunted look as Hermione.