Hugo stretched, attempting to ease the dull ache in his back. For the past week he had been helping Hermione and Ron move in to their new flat. the building next to WWW in Diagon Alley had come up for sale. Ron and George figured it for a good investment and wanted the ground floor for possible expansion. Currently the store space brought in a good rent, being occupied by a sweet shop.
The upper two floors had, at one time been full of tiny bed-sits with a communal kitchen and shared bathrooms on each floor. The rooms were miniscule and dark, the walls were damp and thick with mildew. Ron had taken the lead and supervised the building crew. First they had taken everything back to the studs, then expanded the windows, next they had knocked through to WWW's building on the second floor, adding two bedrooms and a bath to George and Angie's flat.
The rest of the Second floor was turned in to a studio flat with a nice iron balcony. Verity had fallen in love with it and signed the lease before the plaster was dry. The third floor Ron had lovingly transformed in to a three bedroom, two bath flat for Hermione and himself. It featured a library with floor to ceiling bookshelves for his wife's ever growing collection and a den, decorated in Chuddley orange, for himself.
Their bedroom had large French doors, outside of which was a circular stair, leading to a spacious roof deck, complete with a broom shed.
Hugo had left the moving of boxes and furniture to the younger and magical in the family and had concentrated on filling the book shelves. Mr. Dewey's system was well known to him and Hermione liked order in her library, so he had reached in to countless boxes and bent, or stretched to place the books on their proper shelves.
It really was cleaver how the magical books fit right in to the muggle sorting system, after all the history of England was 941 or 942 be it muggle or magical, just to cite one example.
Ron was equally fastidious when it came to the kitchen. He was the cook of the family and liked his pantry and cupboards just so. Jean shared his passion for all things culinary and happily went about stocking the fantastic cooks kitchen he had created.
There was a bit of a deadline for all this as Harry and Ginny were getting married in two weeks. Naturally Hermione and Ron were standing up with their best friends and they wanted their home settled, so they could concentrate on making the wedding go as smoothly as possible.
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The grounds of the burrow had been transformed. A magnificent ice dome covered the area for the ceremony. Warming spells kept it comfortable for the guests. Hugo smiled as he approached Harry and Ron. The two were acting as greeters as guest after guest arrived for the evening ceremony.
Neville, George, Percy and Bill were seating the guests, Percy showed them to their seats, Audrey was already seated just in front of them and she pointed out the few people Hugo and Jean did not already know. Dudley, Harry's cousin, strode beaming down the aisle, with him was a sour, horse-faced woman that Audrey indicated was Harry's aunt. Jean muttered a few choice thoughts about what she would like to do to the woman after it got a bit darker.
Kingsley was there with his new wife. Appolonia was a majestically tall beautiful woman with ebony skin. Next came Neville was there seating his wife. Hannah looked radiant in a soft green, fur trimmed robe. Hugo and Jean had a standing weekly date at the Leaky Cauldron. Fridays, after their visit to the the orphange, the ate an early dinner there before driveing back home.
All of Ginny's Harpies' team mates and most of her UK teammates were there. Hugo was beside himself when Gwenog Jones waved. Ginny had gotten him all of their autographs and he had to admit he was a bit smitten with the Harpies as a whole and Gwenog in particular.
The stars were out and lit up the sky. The ice dome shone like a giant diamond.
The minister motioned for Harry, Ron and Neville to join him up front.
Harry looked remarkably calm and utterly happy as he waited for his bride.
Luna floated down the aisle looking ethereal. Next Hermione came down the aisle. She had a smile from ear to ear! Her best friends were getting married. They both looked beautiful in green robes trimmed in white fur. Their hands were tucked in to white fur muffs that had red roses pinned to them.
Teddy and Victoire came down the aisle hand in hand. Teddy had morphed to look just like Harry. Victoire was dressed in long white robes trimmed in fur and carried a small fur muff. Teddy had on black dress robes, just like Harry's. You could hear the ohs and ahs from most of the guests.
Hugo was distracted for a moment by the site of a snowball hovering over the head of the Weasley's sour old Aunt Muriel. Ginny and Molly were going to kill George, if his wife didn't first. Angelina was trying to grab the snowball and his wand.
Suddenly trumpets sounded and Ginny, on Arthur's arm appeared at the end of the isle. She was stunning. Her hair had been loosely pulled back and she wore a tiara that had to magical, it was so beautiful. Floating behind her was the thinnest of veils. She carried Red roses. Her robes were a soft white that clung to her shape. They were trimmed in white fur. Pearls nestled at her neck.
The moment was broken when George let the snowball fall down the front of Aunt Muriel's robes. Not missing a step Ginny reached out and cuffed George on the back of the head as she passed.
Arthur stood between Harry and Ginny. He took Harry's hand in his and placed Ginny's over Harry's. He leaned in and said something softly to Harry then reached up and placed a loving hand upon both of their cheeks, smiling he turned and joined Molly.
Harry and Ginny turned toward each other to recite their vows.
"I Harry James Potter do take Ginevra Molly Weasley to be my wedded wife. I promise to be true to her and place no other before her. I promise to share my worldly goods, my daily life, my hopes and dreams with her."
"I Ginevra Molly Weasley do take Harry James Potter to be my wedded husband. I promise to be true to him and place no other before him. I promise to share my worldly goods, my daily life, my hopes and dreams with him.
The minister asked for the rings.
"Just as these rings have no beginning and no end so should your love."
"With this ring, I Harry wed thee Ginny."
"With this ring, I Ginny wed thee Harry."
" I now pronounce that you are husband and wife until death do you part. You may kiss."
After a rather enthusiastic kiss Harry picked up Teddy, took Ginny's hand and they ran back down the aisle.
Harry and Ginny danced the night away. Ginny danced with her dad and all her brothers.. Harry danced with Andy, Molly, Augusta, Jean even his Aunt Petunia, before Dudley took her home. Between dancing with everyone else they would return to each other's arms for a dance.
At Midnight they cut the cake and Kreacher served the feast he and Molly had worked so hard on. Harry took him aside and thanked him for all his hard work, Ginny kissed his bald head.
Everyone was laughing and dancing under the dome. Bill and Fleur were dancing by Aunt Muriel when suddenly Fleur threw up down the front of her robes! Molly hurried to clean Aunt Muriel up and Bill led Fleur away to lay down in the burrow. Aunt Muriel left soon after muttering about foreigners not being able to hold their liquor.
Even though it was a crisp December night Harry and Ginny had known how they wanted to leave for their honeymoon. So a little past one in the morning they said their goodbyes and mounted Harry's broom. Anyone looking might have seen a pair of lovers snuggled close on a broom soaring in to the night.
Ron and Hermione were staying the night at Hugo and Jean's close to 2 am the four walked, the couples hand in hand through the sleeping village. Ron and Hermione had tired, satisfied smiles, their minds and hearts filled with love and joy for Harry and Ginny. Hugo and Jean's faces were much the same, theirs was happiness born of contentment. Their daughter was married in to a family that could be bested by no other and they were a welcome part of all of their lives.
