Epilogue;
Hermione stared at herself in the mirror, smoothing down the creases in her dress and smiled eagerly.
Her hair was perfect, smooth and silky, and her make up was subtle and demure. She looked beautiful, if she did say so herself. Behind her stood Fleur, Ginny and Luna all in similar dresses with their hair beautifully coiled and make up similar. She smiled to them in the reflection of the mirror, but were disturbed by a knock at the door.
George poked his head around the door and smiled towards them.
"Looking lovely, ladies," He said softly, as he walked towards Hermione and hugged her tightly, giving her a kiss on the cheek, "Especially you!" He cooed and Hermione gave him a little twirl, followed by a giggle, "I wanted to give you this," He said, darting out of the room and back again with a jar in his hand, "Inside this, is ten galleons,"
"Why?" Hermione asked, taking the jar from him.
"Because in when Fred and I were in our fourth year, we made a bet over you and Ron and I called it that one day the two of you would end up together, and we bet ten galleons,"
"There's a note inside it," Ginny pointed out, craning her head to have a look, "What does it say?"
"Told you so, Freddie," George reciting, his eyes glistening with tears.
Hermione's eyes filled with tears too.
"Not the make up!" George cried, wiping Hermione's tears for her so she didn't smudge her make up, and they all giggled.
"Thank you George," Hermione whispered as George pressed a kiss to her forehead.
"Are you ready?" George asked, taking Hermione's arm through his and guiding her out of the room, as Fleur, Ginny and Luna lifted her dress as they descended down the stairs, through the kitchen and out towards the garden.
As Hermione entered, the sun was setting over the hill and left a glow of light that warmed the cockles of her heart. She saw Ron, at the end of the aisle, and got butterflies all over again.
Small floating orbs were hanging in the air seamlessly as she glided down the aisle with George on her arm, followed by Fleur, Ginny and Luna. Only Ron, Harry and Hermione knew the significance to the 'tiny balls of light'.
As they reached the alter, where Kingsley stood for them to take their vows, Ron took her hands in his and kissed them each in turn.
"I have a proposition for you, Hermione Weasley," He said softly, "Be mine until the very end,"
"Always," Hermione smiled, in fact, she couldn't stop.
A/N: Okay, that really is the end now. I hope you've all enjoyed it as much as I have writing it. And thank you for the dedicated and enthusiastic readership!