Author's Note: Welcome to Part Three of the "Harry and Ginny Wedding Four Part Event Spectacular!". This part covers three days before the wedding and the day before the wedding. And, after this one-shot, we have the wedding! Hope you all enjoy!
Almost There
Three Days Before the Wedding
"Yes, hello? I'm not used to the fellytone, is this Humdingers' DJ Dudes?" Molly asked into the Muggle phone.
"Yes, it is. Who's got the pleasure of calling me?" the man asked.
"Molly Weasley."
"We have you penned down for three days from now, May 20, 2003. Location: Burrow. Event: Wedding. We'll see you then to get you all in the groove, sista!" he hung up. Molly shook her head in exasperation.
Next, Molly picked up the telephone and dialed the wedding company. "Hello, this is Molly Weasley. You are officiating my daughter, Ginevra's, wedding. I just wanted to confirm that the date of May 20, 2003 works…"
"Yes. We will arrive an hour earlier just to prepare. Have a good day." The woman at the other end of the line hung up.
Molly then went through and called everyone on the guest list to finalize all the logistics. After the fortieth call, she put the phone down and breathed a sigh of relief. All of the things they had needed to book were set and ready. But there was still so much to do...
"Come on, Teddy, please!" Arthur said as five year old Teddy sat, stony faced, not wanting to do his duty as ring bearer.
"But I don't wanna! I wanna play instead!" he said, holding out a toy truck.
"But, Teddy, this is very important to Harry and Ginny. Don't you want to make them happy?" Arthur reasoned.
"Well... Okay, I guess," Teddy said, picking up the cushion he was going to hold as he walked down the aisle.
Arthur smiled. Seven rounds of practice paid off, didn't they? "Alright, Teddy, so you have to walk down and hold the pillow when I tell you to, okay? You'll be following Vic."
Teddy nodded, his small face screwed up in concentration. After Arthur set him practicing walking while balancing the cushion, he went back over to Victoire, who was doing a much better job than Teddy. The three year old flower girl loved the idea of throwing petals around and "making the world more pwetty".
"Vic, I want you to go in front of Teddy and walk in front of him first, throwing your petals around like you were before, and he will follow you. Don't walk too fast, though," Arthur said. Vic nodded and went over to Teddy. She led him around the yard of the Burrow, throwing petals while he followed her around. Arthur smiled once again.
"Hello," George said awkwardly as he walked into the flower shop.
"Welcome, young man. What is the occasion?" A woman asked, her accent slightly French.
"My sister's wedding. I was supposed to come here two days ago, but I forgot. Can we keep that a secret, please?" George asked, picturing his mother's reaction.
"Of course. I also presume that you don't know a thing about flower arrangements, correct?"
"Yeah, but my mum gave me a list of things we need. Can you just get them so I don't mess anything up?" George asked.
"Yes, I will. Make yourself comfortable while I arrange what you need. We will figure out the delivery details later." The woman started walking towards her back room, then turned around.
"Your mother wants the white flowers pointed at 45 degrees and the pink ones pointed at 72 degrees?" she asked incredulously.
George shrugged. "You can still do it, right?"
"Don't worry."
George breathed a sigh in relief. If he messed anything up, there would be one less Weasley attending the wedding.
"Time for the rehearsal at the wedding venue!" Molly cried. "Meet outside, everyone!"
Some time later, the entire wedding party was in the Weasley's backyard under the tent, along with the minister.
Molly called out instructions to the people participating in the wedding. "All right, Harry, you stand there, and now the organ starts playing as the groomsmen and bridesmaids walk out. You couples will walk down the aisle and sit down in the front! So Angelina and George, good, and then Bill and Fleur, and then Neville and Luna, and next are Maid of Honor and Best Man, so Hermione and Ron! You will both walk down the aisle and, once you get to the stage, you will separate and Ron, you stand next to Harry while Hermione, you stand opposite them, and Ginny will come and stand next to you.
"Then Ginny and Arthur, you two come out (Ginny, you'll be in your dress), and then once you both get to the stage, Arthur, you walk Ginny up there and leave her in front of Harry and next to the priest, good, Hermione, make sure you're next to her! And then Arthur you leave and sit down in the front next to me."
"And then I'll do my spiel, which I won't do right now because I don't want to bore you to death before your wedding, and then come your vows, and then "You may now kiss the bride." And then you're married," the priest recounted, smiling at the couple.
"Thank you for rehearsing, everyone. We really appreciate it," Harry thanked, smiling at the crowd of his friends and (soon to be) family. They all smiled and the sounds of chatter quickly filled up the tent. Harry turned to Ginny, "So, how've you been? I feel like I haven't seen you in forever."
"Yeah, we've all been really busy with our own stuff, haven't we?" Ginny agreed.
"GINNY! You and Harry can't see each other until the wedding! It's bad luck!" Hermione cried. Angelina, Luna, and Hermione pried Ginny away from Harry, who was laughing. Ginny shot him a glare over her shoulder as she was dragged away by her bridal party.
One Day Before the Wedding
"GINNY! COME DOWN HERE AND HELP ME WITH THE SEATING CHART!" Molly screeched up the stairs. Ginny came down a few moments later.
"Come on, Ginny, we need to plan this." Molly led Ginny to the kitchen where they both sat down in chairs at the table opposite each other.
"So how do we make a seating chart?" Ginny asked.
"You put in names in the little squares on this parchment," Molly said, holding out a paper that had squares arranged in rows. "Just pick who you like best and stick them in front. Who you like least, have them sit in the back. For example," Molly pulled out a quill. "Cho Chang?"
Ginny wrinkled her nose in distaste.
"Back row, nearest to that bush with the mosquitoes." Molly wrote the name down in the space.
She looked up from the chart. "Hagrid? Oh, obviously front row, along with all of your brothers, your father, and I. The bridesmaids and groomsmen sit separately, of course. That leaves one more seat in front… who do you want there?"
This continued on for about twenty minutes until Molly said the names, "Dudley Dursley and his wife, Opal."
"Wait, Harry's cousin is coming?" Ginny asked incredulously.
"Yes, he came here last night and asked if he could attend. He was very polite, unlike his parents." Molly was more inclined to insult the Dursleys when Harry was not in earshot.
"But what about Opal? She can't come, she's a Muggle going to a Wizarding wedding, and she doesn't know about magic."
"Opal is a witch," said Molly.
"How the hell would that giant blob of a bloke, Vernon Dursley, ever allow his son to marry a witch?"
"I have no idea."
After another minute, Molly asked worriedly, "Do you think Harry will be fine with it?"
Ginny smiled. "I think he'll be very happy."
Ginny sighed as she lay face down in the massage chair. She, Luna, Angelina, Hermione, Fleur, and Molly were at the spa, getting pampered for the big day tomorrow.
"Oh, that feels lovely," Ginny sighed as the masseuse dug her palms into Ginny's back. "Just a little further left- oh, that's the spot." Ginny drifted off into a blissful euphoria, only to be pulled out by her mother's shrill voice.
"Ginny! We need to get our nails done, and then facials, so hurry up with your massage!" Ginny rolled her eyes, getting up and thanking her masseuse. Ginny got dressed quickly and walked over to the nails station.
"All right, mum, I'm here," Ginny said, sitting down in one of the big cushioned chairs. "Which color would go with my dress, do you think?" Ginny scrutinized the multitude of colors and her eyes finally landed on a creamy-white with silver glitter scattered throughout. "How's this?" Ginny asked, holding up the bottle.
"I like it, Ginny," Hermione said, picking up a bottle filled with a pale blue, the same color as the sparkles on her dress. "Should I get a layer of glitter over this?" Hermione asked.
"No, your dress is sparkly enough, I think. Besides, the pale blue by itself would go better with your dress than if it had sparkles in it too," Luna said thoughtfully, looking at the bottle in Hermione's hands.
Ginny, Hermione, and Angelina stared. "What? I know a lot about nail polish," Luna defended, shrugging and choosing a bottle of silver glitter. "I think I'll just get this without a solid color underneath."
"Me too," agreed Angelina. Who would ever guess that Luna Lovegood would be giving out fashion advice?
"Mum? What are you going to get? What color is your dress?" Ginny asked curiously.
"It's a light lavender, but I think I'll just get this clear polish. I don't want anything too showy," Molly said. "Besides, I'll be working, so I don't want my nails to look bad if the nail polish gets chipped off or something of the sort."
"Are you ladies ready for your mani-pedis?" The attendant asked.
"Yes, I believe we are," Ginny replied, smiling.
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