Ginny looked down the aisle nervously.
"I'm scared," Ginny whispered to Blaise as he hooked his arm with hers.
Her green eyes were weak with worry as she bored them into Blaise's own.
"Ginny, he loves you. And with him, you'll never be hurt again."
Blaise lifted a hand and softly touched her cheek
Ginny stood up on her tiptoes and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek.
"Thank you Blaise. And I know about what you said to Draco. I want to thank you for it."
Blaise hugged her.
"No problem. And Ginny, I'll always think of you as a sister."
Ginny gave him a sweet half-smile and they walked down the aisle.
Everyone stood for her. The music made her knees weaken, but Blaise held her arm up.
"Come on Ginny. You can do this."
In the front row were Harry Ron and Hermione. Hermione was smiling and held her thumbs up for Ginny's comfort.
"We are gathered here today to bring together this man, Draco Malfoy, and this woman, Virginia Weasley. If anyone here sees any reason why these two should not be wed this day, speak now, or forever hold your peace."
If Lavender was there, no doubt in her mind was there that she would have stood and made her point. But she wasn't there. And she never would be again.
"Do you Draco Malfoy take Virginia Weasley to have and hold, to love and cherish, from this day forward for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health until death do you part?"
Draco touched her small pale hand and nodded.
"I do."
"And do you Virginia Weasley take Draco Malfoy to have and hold, to love and cherish, from this day forward for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health until death do you part?"
Ginny swallowed. She turned her head to the pews and there, in the front row, were Molly, Arthur, Charlie, Bill, Percy, Fred, and George. They were pale white and dead as the day they left. But they were there. They wanted to see her wedding… They loved her…
She turned to look Draco.
"I do. I do I do I do I do I do!"
Draco gazed into her eyes and saw her fear, but was determined to rid her of it.
Before Dumbledore could get out his whole "You may now kiss the bride," Draco's lips were on hers.
Draco's arms slid under her arms and he lifted her, spinning her around in the air.
Kiss after kiss he placed on her lips as she giggled, her red hair falling from its bun and spinning around their bodies like a shield.
"I love you Ginny. This is our happily ever after!"
But Ginny shook her head.
"Don't say that. I don't believe in fairytales."