Disclaimer: See previous chapters

Note: Takes place the week after Fred proposes

Throughout the week Fred took me and Ginny to "help out at the shop." Almost everyday we would work in the morning, and in the afternoons we would set out in search of things I would need for the wedding. We found make-up, a hairstyle, shoes, jewelry, and the dress.

It was a simple dress, yet there was an elegance to its simplicity that could not be matched by any others I tried.

Its neckline was high, the sleeves long and the skirt draped in such a way that it gave an air of being more sophisticated than it really was. The waistline was a slight empire, emphasizing my small waist.

The night of the wedding we waited until we were certain Mrs. Weasley was fast asleep before sneaking out.

Ensuring no lights were lit, Fred, George, Ginny and I quietly crossed the yard and entered the broom shed.

Once safely inside, we huddled together, where Fred gave the run down on everything.

"I left a note in the kitchen saying George and I needed you two to help in the shop again so we'll have to head over there immediately after in order to make it plausible. No, Ginny, it won't be for testing anything.

Now, Ginny, you'll be taking Crystal's Firebolt. George will ride Ron's Cleansweep, and I'll be…"

"Why isn't Crystal taking her broom? I'm not complaining; riding a Firebolt will be wonderful. I'm just confused." Ginny interrupted.

I sighed. It was confession time. "Because I can become a Pegasus and offered Fred to ride me. And partly just to bug your mum and Ron. No questions for now. You can ask later."

Reopening the shed, I transformed and leapt into the air, stretching my wings.

Fred pulled at my mane for what I thought to be the thousandth time that hour. Shaking my neck in reply, I felt him shiver as the hair brushed his face.

Nickering softly, I released a bolt of unkempt energy by surging forward ten yards.

"Don't be impatient. We are nearly there. The place isn't much farther from here," Fred spoke reassuringly.

I snorted, showing my impatience. If it hadn't been for Ginny being underage, I would have allowed side-by-side Apparition so we would arrive sooner. Even now I had half a mind to land and demand it.

"Hold… hold… DOWN!" Fred suddenly yelled at the top of his lungs so George and Ginny could hear.

I dove so steeply I felt Fred's grip tighten and his legs squeeze my sides, so instinctively I sped up. Fred audibly gasped just before I spread my wings and landed lightly upon the ground.

"What was that for? Didn't think I could pull of a dive like that so close to the ground?" I teased after resuming my human form.

Fred shook his head as he took in large gulps of air. "J…just catching my breath, is all," Deep breath. "Never ridden anything other than a broom and dad's old car in the air," pause for breath. "New experience. Never want to do it again, though."

Fred's reaction sent me off into a laughing fit which I only gained some control over when Ginny had safely landed.

"Nearly gave Fred a heart attack. I saw his face when you dove. It was memorable," Ginny said between giggles.

His face nearly as red as his hair, Fred turned to George who was bent over in laughter. "If you are all finished poking fun at the groom, we have an appointment to make. The Pritcher said he'd only wait for us so long as it's late as is."

With me swallowing more laughter, Fred took my hand and led our small group a short distance to an elaborately decorated building I knew must be a muggle gathering place for worship.

Reaching the entrance Fred sharply rapped on the large doors. An oddly dressed muggle opened the door and beckoned us inside.

If the outside was elaborate, than inside it was palatial. There were religious paintings on every wall, even several statues; and every window was stained glass. The only things which seemed to have been left plain were the benches. This, I assumed, was because the muggle Preachers did not trust their audiences. There was no magic around. I could sense it to my core. Muggle hands had built it down to the last stone.

"Now this is something to marvel at. Why your dad isn't fascinated because of things like this is beyond me."

Ginny giggled and pointed to the already impatient tailor standing next to a side door holding a lump of fabric I knew to be my dress.

"You realize we'll have to Confund them both before we head to the shop, right?"

Ginny nodded. "George was already planning it. He and Fred remember her being a chatterbox. Got herself into loads of trouble with other students because of it, they say."

I chuckled. "That's about right. She even started a rumor that I was secretly receiving lessons from some of the teachers, which ended up being true. I was receiving lessons from McGonagall and Hooch. McGonagall was tutoring me in Transfiguration As I learned to become an animagus, and Hooch taught me how to fly. But that was only after she caught the house Quidditch teams teaching me first. But that doesn't matter. The only thing we need to worry about is getting this done and over with so we can get to the shop.

Now in my dress, George led me down the aisle, Ginny having insisted I keep to tradition as much as possible. The walk was excruciating, and with each step I felt myself fighting to remain conscious. Both Ginny and George insisted I looked amazing, and seeing Fred's steady gaze I knew he agreed, but to me everything felt wrong. I'd always wanted a wedding in the country, not in a muggle church in the city. I'd also wanted to walk down the aisle alone, and I hadn't even gotten that.

Nevertheless I listened to the muggle preacher after reaching the altar until he came to the part where I agreed to remain with Fred for the rest of our lives together. At that point a vision more powerful than any I had ever seen before nearly overtook me so I barely heard myself croak, "I do."

After that Fred and I were directed to kiss, which bought me a minute of blissful peace where the world around us seemed to melt away and it was just Fred and me alone together. But then I allowed myself to collapse into his arms, entirely drained from the effort to remain conscious for the ceremony.

When I reawakened I found myself on the couch in the apartment above the shop with Fred sitting on a chair nearby.

"How long have I been out?" I asked, rubbing my eyes as I sat up.

"About three hours. Ginny got you out of your dress. It was a good thing too. Mum showed up right after. She was in a fury because we brought Ginny. Went off how irresponsible we are, and how much danger we put ourselves in by pulling a stunt like that. That's when she noticed you asleep on the couch. Surprised none of it woke you, really. Thought her screams could wake the dead, she was loud."

Fred cocked his head to the side concernedly. "Are you alright? You still look exhausted. Like you had one of your visions."

I met Fred's gaze. He knew me well enough to know the answer.

Understanding, he left his post in the chair and joined me on the couch where I leaned against his chest.

"What did you see this time? The same thing you've seen these past few months?"

I shook my head. "This time was different. I saw so many things… some cause only by our choice tonight, others dealing with friends, and some so powerful I can't talk about them. By the way, I don't want you anywhere near Fleur's cousins at the wedding." My last sentence was threatening.

Fred took my hand and squeezed it tightly. "Let's not worry about Bill and Fleur's wedding right now. That's not for over a month. Right now I have who I consider the most beautiful woman in the world safe in my arms. And I'm lucky enough to now call her my wife."

I melted at Fred's words. Taking advantage of this, Fred gently picked me up and began to carry me.

"Where are we going, Fred?"

"My bedroom. It'll be more private. We can talk some more in there."

Somehow I suspected there would be very little talking once we got into the bedroom; and I was right. Almost the moment he had set me onto his bed he pressed his lips to mine and kissed me more passionately than he had ever kissed me before. With this kiss, I understood exactly what Fred wanted, and in that moment I realized it was something I wanted too.

Author's note: As I said above, this is a collection of sections I combined so the update isn't really short. They all take place over the same night, so they work together anyway. Hope you enjoyed reading it! Review, review, review please!