This story is a repost from KaliMione77. It has been more fleshed out updated.

I do not own Harry Potter or anything else in the world that J. K. Rowling. I just enjoy messing with her characters a little!

Epilogue

Hermione walked down the stairs with her father supporting her. I could see him lean closer to her and whisper in her ear. I could hear her tinkling laughter all the way to the front of the Great Hall.

Ron winked at me from the front row. "What do you think he said to her?"

"I am not sure. She is still walking this way, so I don't think it could have been anything too bad." I whispered back.

"She looks beautiful." Ron whispered as Hermione and her father reached the doorway to the Great Hall.

"She always does." I answered smiling like a love-sick fool.

Professor McGonagall cleared her throat beside me and gave us an old familiar stare.

We both hung our heads and murmured, "Sorry, Professor McGonagall."

George, Bill, and Charlie chuckled from the front row, earning them a glare themselves.

Hermione was halfway up the aisle when we locked eyes and I couldn't care what was happening with the others. She smiled at me and blushed. After all these years, she still hates to be the center of attention.

I mouthed "I love you" to her to keep her eyes on mine. She nodded and bit her bottom lip under her veil.

I heard Ron whisper "Minx", but I chose to ignore him. I just continued to stare at her.

Hermione was breath-taking in her wedding dress. The gown was exquisite on her. It was a very pale gold that seemed to glow in the candlelight filling the Great Hall. Her creamy shoulders were strong and exposed above the fitted, silver vine beaded, strapless bodice. At her hips, the skirt flared out like a ball gown covered in ragged ruffles all the way down to the floor and to the end of the two yard long train. The two page boys and the two young bridesmaids kept peeking around Hermione to wave at me and quickly picking the long train back up again.

When Hermione and her father reached me, he placed her small hand in mine and smiled warmly. He kissed Hermione on the cheek before turning toward his seat with his wife. As he went to sit, he ushered the four young children over to the small chairs that were placed in front of his.

"Harry, you better wave back to those four kids before Iris Ginerva comes over to get your attention. You know how much I hate to be interrupted when I am speaking, even if it is by an adorable three year old." McGonagall said with a raised eyebrow.

The entire audience laughed as I kissed Hermione on the cheek, then I walked around the train of her gown and over to the little ones. I ruffled my six year old and four year old boy's hair. Albus Severus and Collin Sirius had spent the night before getting ready with me and didn't really want any more of my attention at the moment. My five years old, Lily Rose, and my three year old, Iris Ginerva, had been with their mother last night and were desperate for a little daddy attention.

I knelt in front of Lily and Iris. "Hello, my girls. You both look really beautiful in your dresses. Did you have a good night?" They nodded their heads yes. "I'm glad. I will dance with you both later, but now I need to go talk with your mum and Professor McGonagall." They nodded their heads in understanding. I kissed both of their foreheads and walked back to Hermione and McGonagall.

Hermione giggled. "They really do have you wrapped around their little fingers, don't they?"

"Like those four don't convince you to let them have strawberry milk every night when I am not looking." I said getting her back.

"I swear I have no idea how you two passed my N.E.W.T. Transfiguration class." McGonagall said rolling her eyes.

Ron provided an answer from his seat. "Harry and I copied Hermione's notes as much as possible. She helped us with our essays, too."

The entire audience laughed again while McGonagall looked at Ron and me with a stern look. Hermione giggled and silently encouraged Professor McGonagall to begin.

After clearing her throat, Professor McGonagall began the ceremony. "Harry and Hermione, you two have traveled a long and winding road to get to this place. Through all your travels you have been there for each other, despite how much you were ignoring each other and even when the support didn't seem to be wanted. This road wasn't easy for either of you, but no one ever believed that the road to a true love is easy. Everyone here can see how much you truly love each other. Everyone here has seen how much your love has not only healed and changed yourselves, but the whole of the wizarding world." She paused to wipe a tear from her cheek. "I remember your sorting almost two decades ago. I knew then that there was something special and powerful in each of you. I could see his magic trying to heal you when you were petrified. You saved each other time and time and time and time again." Hermione and I chuckled along with the audience of our friends. After the room quieted again, McGonagall continued, "I was privileged to witness the two of you pledging your lives to one another exactly ten years ago today in my office."

McGonagall nodded to me. I took my left hand away from hers and wiped the happy tears that were slowly falling down her face. I whispered, "I love you" before clearing my throat and beginning my vows. "Hermione, you are one of the smartest, most beautiful, and completely amazing people I have ever met. You have been here for me through thick and thin, highs and lows, feasts and sketchy mushrooms with bad fish. You even stuck by me when I didn't want you or anyone else to be there."

Hermione whispered, "I thought we were never going to mention the mushrooms and bad fish again."

"Hush, woman! He is being romantic." George piped up to laughter and a smack on the back of the head from his wife and mother.

"Back to what I was saying, I have enjoyed every minute of the past twenty years we have stuck by each other. We have grown strong together. We have created four wonderful children together. I am excited to see what they will do in this world. Most of all, I promise to love you with my entire being and to never to abandon you again."

Hermione lean close to me and placed a light kiss on my cheek. Before she pulled back, she whispered private words of love.

For the audience to hear, she said, "I love you, Harry James Potter. I didn't think I could love anyone as much as I love you. I am grateful for every moment we have together and with our children. I didn't think I could be any more blessed."

I knew a quizzical look flashed across my face because she paused to giggle.

She smiled wide and quietly said, "Stag should be here in about six months."

I grabbed my wife and held her tight before what she said registered with our crowd of friends. I knew I would be forever grateful that she and I no longer wait for anything, even contraception spells.

Author's Note~

I hope you enjoyed reading this story. I certainly enjoyed writing it!

DuckiBelle

P.S. I am almost done rewriting my next story. It is a Fred & Hermione story. I have a question though: is longer chapters & less posts better or more shorter chapters? Just send me your choice in a PM.

Hermione's wedding gown (just picture this white dress in a pale gold with a much longer train): i00. wsphoto/ v0/ 654046144/ WD060- Fashion- Crystal- Beaded- Corset- Tulle- Luxury- Long- Train- Ball- Gown- Wedding- Dresses-