HI everyone,

wedding is in the next chapter, but hope you like this one anyway. Hey you gotta love holidays, I get to update daily wow LOL

Sirius xox

CHAPTER 8

The next two days were stressful to say the least, Hermione seemed to be on overdrive, as well as her mother. Harry and Robert tried to escape to have a game of chess but they were thwarted in their attempts.

"Harry, son, get used to it, it seems to me that once that ring goes on their finger, they turn into this unbearable monster..."

"Robert, where are you?" "See what I mean Harry, good luck, coming dear...." Robert walked off in the direction of his wife's yell. Harry smiled and then went downstairs to see if his parcel had arrived. He greeted the desk clerk and she smiled,

"It has arrived, Mr Potter!" Harry gave her a tip and walked upstairs with the box. Hermione was saying goodbye to her parents as they had a meeting to attend. The wedding was tomorrow and Harry couldn't wait for a single day to bloody well get here. The wedding was being done like this so she wouldn't stress out, but it seems that every woman stresses out whether the wedding has five guests or five hundred.

Harry shrunk the box down and put it into his pocket so he could give it to her tomorrow. He walked in and looked surprised that his in laws were going, it seemed like Ellen and Hermione couldn't formulate one thought without the other lately. He closed the door behind them and turned to face Hermione, she looked stressed, "Hey how about a nice hot bath?"

"Depends, Mr Potter?"

"Oh, depends on what Miss-Granger-soon-to-be-Mrs-Potter?" Harry was walking over to her slowly and she thought she would go mad with desire for him. She put her notebook down on the bed and turned to face him, she started unbuttoning her top to reveal a black lacy bra underneath. Harry's eyes were drawn to her chest and he managed to keep his pace slow.

"Depends, on whether you are joining me?" Hermione had slipped her shirt off her shoulders now and was undoing the zipper on her short black skirt.

Harry came closer to her but did not touch her. Hermione's skirt slipped down and Harry's fingers moved closer to her body but still he did not touch her. He looked into her eyes and very slowly swept her hair off her shoulders, her eyes closed at his touch.

"Hermione, I love you so much, I can't even begin to tell you how happy you have made me. I love you with all my being, I can't even imagine my life without you." Harry's eyes had tears in them that were threatening to spill over. Hermione's hand reached up and her fingers brushed his cheeks and took away the stray tear who had escaped.

"Harry, I love you more than life itself, you are my everything and I can't wait to spend the rest of our lives together. I can't wait to wake up next to you for the next 100 years. I can't wait to have our own family and just tell you every day how much I love you." Hermione stepped into his embrace and kissed him. This kiss was intense and they both felt it. They had finally found their soul mates.

After a nice, long bath the two of them went downstairs to have dinner with the others.

As usual Sarah and her parents were at their table but Hermione ignored them and ate dinner with her parents and Harry. Phillipe came over to ask Hermione for a dance and she took Harry's hand and said no thanks.

"You could have, you know?" Hermione looked at him,

"No I don't think so, my first dance will be with my fiancé." Harry kissed her and Hermione smiled.

"Well don't those two seem happy?" Jennifer said to Ellen.

"Why wouldn't they be Jennifer, they are young and in love and they are getting married very soon." Ellen seemed smug and Robert had a giggle.

Harry stood and very dramatically bowed to ask for a dance from Hermione. He took her out to the dance floor and decided to show her how he could dance. He watched Phillipe lead her around the dance floor the other night but this time it would be his turn to make her smile that dazzling smile of hers.

Harry walked out to the middle and grabbed her around the waist firmly. Hermione smiled and raised her hand for Harry to take it. He looked over to the band and nodded and they started to play a Tango.

Harry pulled her in closer, if that was even possible, and led her around the floor. Couples started to clear away to make room for the pair. The dance intensified and there were oohs and arhhs throughout the crowd. The finale was spectacular and Harry dipped her down low.

The dress she was wearing had a large split in the leg so when she dipped it fell apart.

The applause was deafening and Harry pulled Hermione up and bowed a deep bow.

Hermione laughed and pulled him away from the centre of the dance floor.

"You're terrible Harry," Hermione laughed and he pulled her in for a hug. The other couples filled the dance floor quickly and Harry and Hermione started dancing again but a little less dramatically.

Back at the table Ellen watched her daughter and future son in law dance around and felt so proud of them both. She was so pleased the wedding was happening tomorrow, for her it couldn't come quick enough actually.

She looked across the table and noticed the sour look on her niece's face,

"What's wrong Sarah?" Sarah looked around to face her aunt and if looks could kill, poor Ellen would have dropped dead quicker than the Avada Kedrava curse.

"Your daughter is a liar and a cheat.."

"Sarah Louise Baxter!" Jennifer called out,

"NO mother, look at her, as if someone like Harry would go after that ugly ...witch..." Ellen was shocked, she couldn't believe her own niece could be so rude. Harry and Hermione walked back over to the table right at the end of Sarah's rant. They sat down at the table and felt the air had shifted.

"So what's happening?" Harry asked innocently.

"Nothing, much like your relationship!" Sarah sat back into her chair and folded her arms.

Ellen looked at Jennifer and shook her head, Jennifer at least had the decency to be ashamed. She apologised to her sister and looked at her daughter.

"Hermione, I want to apologise.... for my daughter's behaviour." Jennifer looked down and Ellen reached across and took her hand, she mouthed a thank you.

"Thank you Aunt Jennifer, that means a lot to me." Hermione smiled and took Harry's hand.

Sarah stood up from the table and looked at Marcus, "We're leaving, get up now!" Marcus looked at her and stayed seated. "I said get up!"

"No."

"What did you say to me?" Sarah was already angry and this wasn't helping.

"You are a spoilt bitch and I never want to see you again, is that clearer now Sarah?" Marcus stared at her and Sarah could not believe her ears.

"Oh my God, Marcus, you idiot, you are going out with me, so get up now!" Sarah was standing there drawing a lot of unwanted attention and Marcus had had enough.

"You know what Sarah, it was never you, it was always her.." Marcus pointed to Hermione and there was more than one gasp at the table. ".. I only went out with you because I thought I would never have a shot with Hermione and for your information she is ten times the woman than you will ever be." Marcus stood up and threw his serviette on the table and walked off, leaving a gaping Sarah in his wake.

Sarah grabbed her bag and walked off in the same direction as Marcus but she wasn't going after him.

Harry looked at Hermione and decided it might be time to call it a night, considering they had a huge day tomorrow.

Harry walked into their room and there was definitely something on Hermione's mind. He started to doubt himself and wondered if Hermione still had feelings for Marcus. Hermione walked in and took her night dress off the bed and walked into the bathroom. Harry just watched her walk away and felt a sense of loss.

Harry changed and got into bed, he waited for her to come back, but she seemed to be taking a lot longer than she usually did. After what seemed like an hour, which was probably only 10 minutes, Hermione came out of the bathroom.

"Mione, I need to ask you something?" Hermione stopped and looked at him and he was momentarily distracted because she had a long cream lacy night dress on. She looked stunning and Harry found it hard to take his eyes off her body.

She climbed up from the end of the bed, like she was stalking him. He completely lost his train of thought as he saw her climbing towards him,

"Yes Harry, what did you want to ask me?" She had reached his waist and put her legs on either side of his body and she continued to climb up until she sat down on his groin. She walked her fingers up his chest to his shoulders and roughly pulled him into her.

"Harry?" He didn't want to change the mood at the moment but he needed to know,

"Do you have feelings for Marcus?" Hermione's fingers didn't stop their journey over his body.

"Harry, there is only person that I have feelings for and believe me, you know him," Hermione leant into Harry's mouth but didn't actually connect the kiss, she floated over his mouth, breathing him in.

"Oh do I?" Harry's hands found her back and he reached one hand up behind her neck to force her mouth to connect with his. She kissed him lightly but pulled back, she shimmied closer to his body and he could smell her arousal, he was not going to last long if she kept this up.

"Oh, you are very well acquainted to him actually, but I have to tell you one thing?" Harry tried to kiss her again, but she was playing the game and very well indeed. She had pushed him down the bed but kept her position on top of him. Harry's hands reached for her body and he held onto her waist with all his might.

"Oh what's that Miss Granger?" Harry was enjoying this little game of hers. He grabbed her hair in his hands and pulled her to him,

"Well, you see, after tomorrow, I will be married and he is the only person that I will love forever." Hermione lent in to kiss Harry, but she stopped just shy of his mouth and kissed his neck instead. He grabbed her waist and pulled her around so that he could climb on top of her.

She giggled at the sudden movement,

"Well Miss Granger, I better make the best of tonight, before you are a married woman." She smacked his arm and Harry laughed. He leant in to capture her lips in a passionate hot and heavy kiss.

The following morning, Harry and Hermione awoke to a knock on the door. Hermione grabbed her night dress which was lost during the night and struggled to put it on, Harry was trying to wake up but he wasn't succeeding. Hermione found a robe and put it around her shoulders and walked out to answer the door.

"OK, OK I am coming!" Hermione responded to the constant banging on her door.

She opened the door and screamed,

"How's my girl?" Hermione threw herself at the person at the door, still screaming. Harry came running out to see who was there and stopped in relief.

"Hey son, so congratulations are in order?" Harry walked over and gave Sirius a hug. He still held on to Hermione and they walked in to the room. Hermione rang up reception and ordered breakfast for three. They ate together and continued talking for a while and Hermione, knowing she was on a tight schedule, went to have her shower, as she had to meet the hairdresser at 10.30am.

Once she had gone into the shower, Sirius took his chance to talk to his Godson.

"Harry, mate are you happy?"

"More than I deserve to be, Sirius." The honesty of Harry's answer was enough for Sirius and he had no doubt that Hermione was the right one for his Godson.

In his mind he had to remember to get Dumbledore on the side and claim his bet.

Harry started to run through the events of the day. He remembered something important and stopped in his tracks,

"Sirius, did you bring the ring?" Harry held his breath until Sirius nodded and reached into his pocket and retrieved his mother's wedding band that matched the engagement ring.

Harry finally felt that it was all coming together and he remembered the wedding dress sitting in the bottom of the cupboard. He told Sirius to come with him for a minute, he followed Harry into the bedroom and he took out the box. He held up the dress and asked Sirius if he knew a spell to make it look like it was ironed and not just out of a box. Sirius laughed and uttered the spell.

"Harry, doesn't Hermione know about this?"

Hearing the water switch off, "She's about to!"

Sirius laughed and walked back out into the lounge area. Harry sat down next to him nervously. He told Sirius of all the stress she was going through trying to find a dress and he wanted to help, so he told her he would look after it.

"Man you are lucky, a bride would never ever get married not seeing the dress before hand, she must love you more than life itself." Harry laughed but took a glance back towards the room hoping that she would like it.

Hope you liked it, the wedding is the next chapter.

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Sirius xoxox