Author's Note: I wanted to try to create the perfect wedding for this story, this is the result.
Becoming Mrs. McGonagall
The time before the wedding both Minerva and Hermione had their hands full. Both with school and planning their wedding. Hermione wanted the perfect dress, only she was not sure what that would be, after all she had been married once before, so right didn't feel right for her.
She was one day out with Ginny, trying to find something when they happened to run into Ron. He looked at the two women before he said, "So it's true, you are marrying her?"
"I am yes," she said.
"And you invited all, but me because?" he wanted to know.
"Because of how you have acted when I tried to tell you about us and in the aftermath, this is a very important day for me and us and I don't want you to ruin it, Ronald, please understand that," she said.
"How do you think it makes me feel when you invite everyone but me?" he asked.
"If you can promise to behave and not cause trouble in any way you are more than welcome to come," she said, hoping she wouldn't regret it.
"I won't utter as much as a word, and a little advice about the dress, something in tartan as Minerva is Scottish, surprise her," he said as he walked away from them.
"Can you believe that," said Hermione, looking at Ginny in surprise.
"Hardly, but he does have a point," said Ginny, suddenly looking very thoughtful.
"I know, just don't know what design I want, this is hopeless," said Hermione frustrated.
"We'll find one, don't worry, butterbeer," said Ginny, nodding towards Three Broomsticks.
Hermione nodded as she slowly followed her there, hoping she in the end would find something fitting.
"So what do you think?" Rose asked Scorpius, it was the day of her mother's wedding and she was at the moment getting ready. Scorpius would be there as her date. She turned for him so he could see her from all edges. Not that it was much to see, the dress she had chosen would only reach a little lower than her thighs. Its main color was black but all the way down on the front was a purple tartan pattern to go in style with the wedding.
"Maybe a bit too slutty for a wedding, but it suits you," he said with a smile.
"And you will be wearing?" she asked, as he had not changed yet.
"I was thinking about a kilt, no all jokes aside I wasn't sure whether to go with a dress robe or a suit. In the end I ended up with a black suit and a shirt with green tartan pattern," he answered.
"Sounds festive, now will you go to your room and change, I don't wish to be late," said Rose.
He quirked saying, "You don't wish to be late, you that were so against them to begin with."
"Oh shut up, Malfoy," she said, throwing a pillow at him. He ducked chuckling as he slowly left the room to get dressed saying he would meet her downstairs in a few moments.
In another room an over worried Hermione was trying to get ready with help of Luna, Ginny and Molly.
"Will you stand still so I can get this dress closed today," said Molly in a firm tone.
"But what if she doesn't like it, I should have picked something else, I am sure of it," said Hermione, she was flipping out.
"You are fine, dear," said Molly in a calm tone, finally being able to close the dress Hermione was wearing. Ginny and Lily Luna gasped, looking at her. She was wearing a dress which mainly was black, but the front like Rose's was in tartan pattern all the way down. The only difference was that Hermione's was long reaching down to her feet and the tartan pattern was in the Gryffindor colors. After all that were where they first met, at Hogwarts, she being sorted out into Minerva's house.
"You look beautiful," said Ginny, smiling at her, also she was wearing a tartan dress, only hers was green.
"She will love it," said Lily Luna, which was wearing a light purple gown, her hair neatly put up.
"I hope so, are any of you aware of what she will be wearing?" Hermione asked.
"Like anyone other than you would be crazy enough to ask Minerva that or go into her closet to find out," they suddenly heard Ron's voice as he appeared in the room, adding, "You look amazing, but not very magical fashioned."
Hermione blushed as she said, "What you can't see is that this dress is indeed magical."
"Can't wait to see that, I saw out daughter and Malfoy just now, did you know your dress is almost like hers, only hers is shorter and purple pattern," he said.
"I did not know that no," said Hermione, her voice stern as she in a hurry left the room, while Molly rolled her eyes lightly thinking, 'The joys of motherhood.'
"Rose Weasley!" Hermione's voice sounded at the first floor of the resort they were having the wedding. They would be married at the cliff outside it.
Rose turned to look at her mother as she walked towards her the Gryffindor lion seemed to come out of her dress somehow. Hermione's hair was put up the same way she had seen it in the pictures from the Yule ball. Even though she had never seen her mother than beautiful, her eyes were shining with anger.
"Mother," said Rose, wondering what the issue was.
"You cannot be serious about wearing that, it is not proper or acceptable for a wedding," Hermione snapped.
"Well this is honestly for the after party, you see all I have to do is this," she said and snapped her fingers, making the dress become long enough to reach her feet, adding, "You are not the only one with magic powers."
"Better," said Hermione with a sigh of relief.
"Thanks, you look really amazing," said Rose, smiling at her mother.
"Thank you, sweetheart," said Hermione, giving her a hug.
"One day you will have to teach me how to make a lion come out of the dress," said Rose, looking at the lion that was still there.
Hermione made it vanish saying, "It's not that hard, but I wanted to do something special out of it."
"I can understand that, so are you ready for this?" Rose asked.
"As ready as I can be, have you seen Minerva this morning?" Hermione asked as they had spent the night apart.
"I saw her not long ago, she wasn't dressed yet," said Rose.
"She's not bailing out on me I hope," said Hermione, biting her lower lip.
"No, she wouldn't do that," said Rose in a reassuring tone.
"I think I need some air," said Hermione, her heart was beating faster now than every before.
"I'll join," said Rose, afraid her mother would do something stupid.
"Where is your date?" Hermione asked, as she didn't see Scorpius around.
"He's with Harry, and your brother-in-laws talking," said Rose with a smile.
"That can't be good," said Hermione with a sigh.
"Stop worrying so much, try to enjoy the day instead," said Rose as Hugo came to join them saying, "Ma, you look really great."
"Thanks," said Hermione blushing, looking nervously at the time.
"You have plenty of time before you are ready to get hitched again," said Hugo with a chuckle.
"I know…I know," said Hermione with a sigh. Rose was right she did worry too much, but she wanted this day to be perfect, she had been wanting this for so long. To be married to Minerva. To have a future with her. To be hers until the end.
The ceremony went by like a blur, but Minerva like Hermione had chosen a dress with tartan pattern, hers was in green and black. Hermione was thrilled to see the professor wearing something else than her traditional robes. And Minerva was amazed by the lion Hermione managed to produce in her honor. As the priest read their vow's their patronus's seemed to play with each other over their heads. No one knew if this was planned or not, but it was really beautiful.
After the ceremony the two ladies stole a moment alone, making out heavily before going to the reception, leaving a very flushed Hermione to enter the room. Rose rolled her eyes knowing that look.
The dinner was a little finer than at Hogwarts but all seemed to enjoy in. Ronald was stuffing his face as always with a comment from Molly every once in a while. Harry and Ginny was sitting closed together, holding hands under the table, as well as their other friends that had gotten married over the years.
Also at the party was Minerva's brothers, Malcolm and Robert. It was Malcolm that had lead Minerva to the alter where Hermione was waiting. They had both brought their family's to Hermione's delight as she had not before meet Minerva's family, only heard of them. Looking at them you could see that they were related with their black hair and bluish eyes.
After the dinner came time for the happy couple to have their first dance as wife and wife. It would be to a song that had played when they first started their relationship. The two were holding each other ever so close, and Hermione was leaning against Minerva, her eyes closed.
Mister and Mrs. Granger were watching from the sidelines. They hadn't been all happy about their daughter's choice at first mostly due to the age difference. But seeing her there, dancing with the one she loved they knew they could approve of it in every way.
Another couple that was watching from the sidelines was Rose and Scorpius. She grabbed him saying, "Come one, let's dance."
"As you wish," he said with a chuckle, managing to take the lead. Soon all would be dancing around the two Mrs. McGonagall. As Hermione had decided upon taking her name.
"They do look happy don't they," she whispered, leaning against him.
"Yeah, seems like your mother finally found someone that really loves her," he said with a smile.
"You are saying dad didn't?" she asked, looking into his grey eyes.
"I think they must have in the beginning, or they wouldn't have had the two of you, which I am very thankful for, but I think they just grew apart," he said with a sad sigh.
"We won't you know, even if we are from different worlds sort of speak," she said in a comforting tone.
"I hope not, looks like your mother, or would that be mothers are leaving," he said as the two older witches were walking towards the exit.
A shiver of disgust ran down Rose's spine thinking of why, making him chuckle. She just slapped him playfully as they continued to dance.
Hermione and Minerva would go to a room they had both rented for the night to do what newlyweds usually do. Only all the excitement of the day had worn them out so they ended up falling asleep instead of doing anything else.
When Hermione woke the next morning she whispered, "Good morning, my beautiful."
"Good morning, Mrs. McGonagall," said Minerva with a yawn.
Hermione blushed saying, "Happy?"
"Very much yes, what about you?" she asked, gently stroking Hermione's cheek.
"I don't think I've ever been this happy," said Hermione, letting a giggle escape her.
"I'm very glad to hear that," said Minerva, giving her the softest of kiss.
"I could stay like this here with you forever," said Hermione with a dreamy sigh.
Minerva smiled at her and for once she would agree to that after all they were at the moment starting their honeymoon. They planned to go to the town where Minerva and her bothers grew up and then spend some days by the coast. Afterward they would return to the school.
But for now the two would be too occupied with each other to go anywhere at all. Not caring about the world for once, only about each other.
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