-1"Are you nervous?" Hermione asked her from the bed across the room. The two women were both in their nightwear, Hermione's being silk pajama bottoms with a matching top and Ginny's was just an overly large t-shirt and cotton shorts. The room they were sharing was in a small inn not to far from a quaint if sweet little church. This church had seen a lot of Weasley's go through it in the past couple of years and tomorrow it would see two more enter holy matrimony.

She knew at this very moment the small inn was crammed with their family and numerous wedding guests. What had been two months of hurried and flurried planning was finally going to bear fruit tomorrow and as the two brides to be sat on their beds waiting for their maids of honor to get back with the spirits Ginny felt butterflies launch in her stomach.

"Nervous, I'm only getting married in the morning. There's only a million things that could go wrong. Mum ordered some horrendous singing cake that rumor has it the twins have jinxed to sing I changed the brides Diaper and she still stinks. Never mind the fact that Harry and I haven't trully been alone since we decided to get married the watchdogs haven't called off the hunt yet you'd think If I didn't walk down the isle perfectly pure the world would end." Ginny sighed.

Hermione giggled feeling for her friend, somewhere along the line after the awkwardness of welcoming Harry back into the fold they realized that Harry and Ginny were adults. Ginny wasn't a little girl and shock of all shocks she might have a woman's desire of the man who was to be her husband. Well that just didn't sit right with the Weasley brothers.

"if this is their last act as overbearing big brothers then they're giving it all they're worth. The other day Ron actually knocked at Harry's apartment when I was over there on the pretense of being in the nationhood. Honestly it was after midnight I don't know who he thought he was kidding, he stayed for an hour then of course I couldn't stay without making it glaringly obvious my intent." Ginny sighed again propping her head up with her knees.

"Poor you well by tomorrow night you wont have to wonder anymore you and Harry will finally be alone without a million people swarming around offering well meant advice marital tips and the like. It will just be the two of you in his apartment. Have you sold yours?" Hermione asked.

Ginny nodded, "Sale went through last week. I've been living at home since then. I tried to swing living with Harry, you'd think since we were getting married in a week it wouldn't be that big of a deal. Dad look like I'd proposed flying to the states to take a ride on a hippogriff. Charlie nearly popped an eye socket glaring at me."

Hermione was just about to answer when the door burst open and a Giggling Jane and a blushing Corry came flouncing into their room both of them in their nightwear. Jane was holding a bottle of bubbling champagne in one hand and guiding several levitating glasses with her wand with the other. Luna was grinning ear to ear carrying several wrapped boxes under her arm.

Change of view.

On minute Harry was standing at the window of his room in the end seriously contemplating sneaking over to Ginny's room and kidnapping her. They could elope and get this over with without the madness of a double wedding and their friends and family making everything a circus.

The next someone was grabbing him from behind and dragging him backwards into the room.

"Well for a groom you sure don't look too spiffy Potter. Contemplating the fall are you, don't jump old boy marriage to Ginny won't be as bad as all that." he recognized Freds voice as he deposited him in the middle of the room.

"I don't know Fred, Ginny's a mean hexer. If I were you Potter if she asks you to take out the trash take it out or she'll have your head on backwards or something." George offered in an amiable sort of way.

Bill was walking through the door a crate of fire whisky under his arm followed by Charlie who was carrying a long thin box.

A moment later Dean, Devon and Seamus followed grinning from ear to ear.

"your last night of freedom Potter are you sure you want to go through with this?"

Change of view.

"Enough chit chat ladies, this is your last night as baccalaureates! It's time we enjoyed it don't you think? And like the men that means a lot of drinking and raunchy talk." She gushed wiggling her eyebrows.

This sent Corry and the others bursting into giggles as they formed a circle in the middle of the room and Jane began to pour.

"So what did we miss?" Corry asked both of them, flipping her blonde hair..

Hermione took a sip of champagne and grinned, "poor Ginny hasn't had a chance to jump Harry's bones just yet. The hound dogs are having a last hurrah."

Jane shook her head, "That's a crime, I think it might actually be a sin. You've been engaged for two months and you still haven't sampled the goods?"

Ginny tossed her pillow at her friend, "Harry isn't a piece of meat! And no in a way I'm kind of happy it's happening this way it makes everything rather suspenseful."

"I disagree, Harry's definitely a piece and if you weren't such a good friend and married I'd do a little sampling myself." Corry smirked.

Ginny knew Corry was joking but she still felt an urge to stake a claim. "Down girl don't make me start marking my territory."

Jane shuddered, "heaven forbid the men do enough of that already. You should have seen Seamus the other day when I was flirting with that hunky Yankee. I swear the man got just as primitive as the rest of his sex."

Hermione rolled her eyes, "Oh you know you love it. I can't figure you two out you flirt like mad but are you actually together."

Jane shrugged, "Not exactly. Seamus is never officially with anyone. No my funny friend and I are just friends with benefits he seems to prefer it that way."

Ginny arched an eyebrow, "And your ok with this?"

Jane snorted, "bloody hell Ginny what do I look like to you? If I wanted a little teasing and a little romp here or there to entertain me I'd watch a bloody movie. Seamus has contented bachelor written all over him, I just need a little time to convince him he's not so content. Hence the hunky Yankee. It's rather gratifying when they growl and hiss and beat at their chests when another male gets too near don't you think ladies."

Corry and Hermione giggled and Ginny rolled her eyes. "it's bloody annoying is what it is."

"Enough about me this is your wedding eve, any questions or concerns?" Jane asked.

Hermione snorted, "you've never been married isn't this Mrs. Weasley's line?"

"Consider me the understudy then, Mrs. Weasley couldn't make it she's too busy keeping this show on the road and the grooms from sneaking over to see the brides too early. That's known to cause doom in marriages you know." Jane shrugged tossing back another glass.

"I have one, am I expected to have dinner ready at a certain time? Bat my eyelashes a certain way? Vacuum in pearls perhaps?" Ginny asked batting her eyelashes demurely.

Corry gave a snort of laughter spraying her champagne out her nose, which sent the rest of them into fits of laughter.

"Or how about this one how do you explain to your groom when your brothers hover about to make sure he doesn't make a wrong move. I swear they mean to referee the whole thing."

Change of view

Harry's head was lightly buzzing and he couldn't tell exactly what was so funny but as he lay on the floor nursing a bottle of fire whisky he obviously had found something funny as he was still wheezing a little from his laughter.

"I'm telling you I was so bloody nervous I almost swallowed my tongue. She must have thought I'd never even seen a woman before." Charlie was sighing still laughing a little.

From on top Ron's bed where Bill lay sprawled there came an sarcastic snort, "Maybe because you hadn't. Those banshees you dated before Clarita could hardly be classified as women. I swear they were half dragon."

This was greeted by more teasing and laughter and Charlie bore it with patience. "My point is Potter don't be disappointed if you make too big a fool of yourself tomorrow night. It happens to the best of us." He advised.

Fred lifted himself off of the ground where he was sprawled and grinned down at Harry, "well Potter? Do you need us along to give you a few pointers. We'd be glad to show you how it's done you know coach you along."

Their was a groan from his brothers and several pillows came up to whack him in the face. "That's our sister you pervert."

"yeah I don't particularly want to have that image burned into my mind. No offense Harry but when you two have rugrats I'll just pretend they're adopted." Ron shuddered.

"You on the other hand, if there is anyone who needs to be taught how to treat a woman it's you ikel Ronnikens." George sneered rounding on Ron.

"Ha I know more then you think." Ron said with a smug grin.

"What did Granger open up a text book and tell you all about it?" Fred sneered.

More pillows flew and Harry laughed as Ron tackled his brother and feathers began to fly.

Change of view.

"Open your gift now, it's from the both of us we got one for both of you. Ginny you open yours first though I want to see your face." Corry giggled excitedly thrusting the package towards Ginny.

Ginny had an idea of what kind of a gift this would be wedding eve parties between peers tended to be full of innuendo.

She was not quite expecting to unwrap the sheer white lace that folded up looked like a napkin but unfolded she could see was actually night ware. The outfit would barely cover anything and what it did cover the lace was sheer enough that it was meant more to tease then actually shield anything from view.

Ginny could feel her face flame as she shoved the skimpy lacy thing back into it's box. "no way! No way, I wouldn't even know what to do with that!"

Jane and Corry burst into giggles and a speculative glint came into Hermione's eyes. "Harry might have a few ideas, why don't you wear it and ask?"

She felt her face grow even hotter. Her eyes flickerd back to the box.

Perhapes….

She frowned picking it up again examining it. Spread out the lace looked like bikinie bottoms. Then it dawnd on her.

"uh…Jane your missing half."

Change of view

"Open it fellows it's a pre-wedding gift from Jane and me." Seamus said shoving the tiny square package into Harry's hands and another into Ron's.

Harry slowly unwrapped his box and frowned in puzzlement. It looked like a lace napkin was bundled up inside the box and Harry didn't think he was a he-man or anything but lace napkins were hardly his thing.

Next to him Ron let out a low whistle his face going as red as his hair as he pulled his completely from the box. His was pink lace and unfolded Harry could see it was actually the top to a woman's set of…

Harry was sure he had just put Ron's blush to shame as his entire face heated.

"Tell me Ginny doesn't have the other half of that?" Charlie groaned.

Fred was grinning, " Still think they'll be adopting old man?" he turned towards Seamus "where'd you get that Seamus I might just put in a request for my wife could you imagine Angjie in something like that. She'd be divine."

"No I can't and I don't need to." Bill replied cryptically. "I'm trying to ignore the fact that my baby sister is going to be wearing a napkin in front of a man. I don't need images of you and your wife dancing in my head to make me sicker."

"Actually half a napkin because only the tops here." Ron pointed out helpfully.

Bill sat up quickly. "Wait if you're not going to see her until tomorrow how is she going to put the whole thing on?"

There was silence and Seamus grinned like a cat.

"She's not."

There was an immediate explosion.

"Like Hell she's not, Give me that Potter I'll deliver it myself if I have too!"

Change of Scene

There had been many a sad wedding in the history of man kind but the man who waited and watched the small church from the tree line was determined that today's would put the rest to shame. He curled his fists a snarl of rage curling his lips.

"I say we disappoint the happy groom to be, I say we sneak through the back doors and get the bride first. If we dumped her body at his feet it might begin to bring justice." His partners voice cackled into his ear but his eyes did not waver from the church.

"You are a fool Crabbe a fool. Nothing will ever bring justice, bring back what Potter took away. Nothing will ever cool my hatred for that man not even the death of all he holds dear could bring that. Not even his life leaving his body beneath my hands could ever do that. That man cost me my life! I will have his to return the favor, today he has made himself and all those he holds dear a target, I say we oblige him."

Change of view

Harry couldn't believe his good fortune in this moment as he stood waiting at the small churches white alter decorated so simply yet so enchantingly that even despite the hailstorm going on in his stomach he had to admire Mrs. Weasley's handy work.

The soft white walls were dotted with splashes of pale pink and blue flowers which Harry would never be able to need providing a sudden rainbow, and burst of scent as he passed each color. Harry had been passing one particular cluster of lilies with crimson petals on account of his pacing back and forth between the columns of the huge ivy covered arch erected in front of the alter.

Ron stood stiller on the other side of the arch but judging by the gray pallor of his face and the clear and tight lines of tension in his arms Harry suspected it was only because his friend knew if he moved it would be to bolt from the church.

So Harry paced and Ron stood poised on the edge of fleeing for his life. Their guest were gathered In the pews already talking lightly and merrily amongst themselves. The long line of grooms men stood to Harry's left watching him pace with amusement.

"Don't even think about it Potter no matter how far you run I guarantee you we'll catch you; and only if Ginny doesn't first." George smirked at him, then he turned to Ron. "Good God man sit down before you fall down!"

Ron turned a pale shade of green and even George who had been teasing about running was surprised when Ron surged forward and bolted down the isle.

"Bloody hell Ron that little termite must have dung for brains, he's actually making a run for it!" Fred gasped watching as Ron went streaking past him.

Harry although he had seen it coming was just as surprised he was nervous too, his body was practically having a mutiny urging him to run but he wasn't actually going to do it. He hadn't run from anything in a real long time and he'd be damned if he started again on his wedding day.

"Don't just stand there blinking you lot go get him!" Bill hissed beginning to bolt down the isle after his brother.

Harry groaned as he ran after Ron thinking any minute now the wedding march was going to begin and the brides would come through the door and there would be no grooms awaiting them.

Change View

He stiffened as the church doors burst open fearing they had been detected. Potter was an Auror which meant right now the church was infested with them. One of the reasons why storming into the church to murder the bride was not a good idea. Only a fool like Crabbe would have suggested it.

No he had a much more subtle death for Potter in mind, one that would cause him no small amount of pain and in fact would cause him the greatest pain of all. Potter did not know what it was like to loose everything, the world had been handed to him on a silver platter and it was time someone taught him not to mess with his betters.

But no it was just the Weasley boy running as if hell itself was on it's heels from the church. He smirked, had even that filthy blood traitor been unable to tie himself to the mud running in Grangers veins? Several Aurors did come running after him along with the rest of the Weasley brood.

And Harry.

An instant spark of rage sparked and caught in his gut as he fought the urge not to leap from his hiding place and exact his rage on the mans person.

Bide your time, you will make him wish he had never been born by the time you are through with him. You will take away everything just as he took away everything. It will take time, it will take patience. It would take years. Potter had cost him his money his wealth, his friends, his son his wife and even his sanity it seemed. No he did not still think he was sane his thirst for vengeance was the only thing that kept him grounded.

Potter had cost him all that and more, so Potter would loose them all.

Today he would plant the first seed.

"Get him Malfoy why are you just standing there get him lets kill him." Crabee insisted nearly leaping from his hiding place.

He grabbed onto the mans cloaked arm shoving him brutally back down still hissing on a whisper. "Do you want to get us both killed fool! That church is crawling with Aurors so attack him openly be my guest! But I'll kill you before you can reach him. Potter will die but not yet, he must suffer first Potter will learn what it's like to suffer for I will teach him."

He turned back to watch the activity on the church lawn the Weasley boy was on his knees now too of his brothers holding him up as he tossed up whatever he had eaten for breakfast. The others milled around him some amused some less then. He gripped his wand tighter raising it ready to cast the spell and plant the first seed.

Potter was talking to one of his Auror partners and one of the nameless freckled faces of the Weasley brood was having an agument with another. He snarled they all looked the same he couldn't even tell them apart the nasty blood traitors he was tempted to blast them too just for the fun of it to watch their mind open up to what they feared most. To have no barrier between reality and illusion, between waking an dreaming.

A cruel smile spread on his lips why had he not thought of it before?

"Mirrodiera encantra" He whispered swirling his wand in a complicated pattern. A thin stream of pale blue shot from his wand its vibrant color only visible in the shade. When it shot into the sunlight however it all but disappeared. He could tell the moment it struck the nameless Weasley boy because he flinched as if he had been bitten by a bug and slapped at the back of his shoulder where the spell had connected. He knew the only hint of the spell hitting him would be a small circle of blue like the marks of an entry wound on the back of his dress robes.

Change of view

Harry did not pity Ron who was apparently puking up everything he had ever eaten on the lawn and suffering his brothers teasing as he did it.

"Poor little blighter, wouldn't want to be his throat just now must be raw." George whom was just behind him commented to George who was across from him.

Fred shook his head laughing, "Well Bill was the pacer back and forth and back again he made Harry look like the Queens guard. Charlie was another gut thrower though I have to admit not this bad. Percy was the nail biter he stood there looking as calm as day but when you looked at his finger I swear I thought he'd bitten off the tips. You were the bed wetter, you didn't think I wouldn't notice old boy?"

George turned bright red his eyes darting around franticly to judge who had heard lucky for him most everyone except a few had their attention on Ron.

Harry arched an eyebrow. "You did what now?" He asked disbelieving.

"He was so nervous the night before I thought… Ouch" Fred's teasing voice faltered as he suddenly twitched and slapped at his back as if a bug had bitten him

"You alright there mate?" Harry asked, Mosquitoes weren't native to this area and being that it was early fall they wouldn't be in season even had they been.

Fred frowned moving away from the spot he had been standing in as if fearing the lone insect would return to pester him. "yeah don't know exactly what just bit me though." He grumbled his eyes darting around as if he would spot the culprit buzzing about.

Harry shrugged a bug bite was nothing to speculate over he was thinking just as he turned to see if Ron was back on his feet, as he turned he felt a slight pinch in his shoulder as if something had burrowed into his skin. The feeling made his skin crawl, he shuddered and slapped at his shoulder.

George eyed both he and Fred with disbelief, "Are the both of you ok? It's clear and crisp out here and your both slapping at yourselves like your trekking through the Amazon?"

"Something just bit me!" Harry insisted.

George rolled his eyes, "And like I said there are no insects out here its late fall, blimey Harry we've got Ron tossing his innards and you seeing things."

Harry was about to reply when his attention was drawn by the sound of someone clearing their throat. His eyes were drawn to the chapel doors and his breath caught in his throat. Standing in the arch of the chapel doors were the two brides but his eyes were riveted on the one who's red tresses spilled out from beneath her veil and who's hands were on her slender hips in an obvious display of frustration.

Gowned in white as befitting a bride he could see the hem of her skirts peaking out beneath the white silk over robes that were merely a shimmer and a thought instead of actual cloth. She wore a simple strand of pearls around her throat and was otherwise unadorned.

It was all she needed, in fact Harry believed in that moment that she could have been standing there in a burlap sack and he would still have thought her breath taking.

"Harry James Potter you aren't running out on me are you?" She demanded crossing her arms.

She looked angry as well any bride who walked down the isle to find her groom missing would be and beneath the anger Harry could see a flash of relief in her eyes. What must it have been like for her to walk down the isle and not see him there?

Harry came quickly to her side and clasped both her hands in his, "Never, Ron had a bit of an…um.." He glanced at Hermione who rolled her eyes and sighed.

How do you tactfully say, Sorry your groom wasn't waiting for you the thought of marriage to you made him violently ill.

"This is all so very flattering." She muttered looking non too pleased with her husband to be.

Bill who was helping Ron stand and cleaning his robes with a flick of his wand gave her an apologetic grimace, "I think it's the thought of being married in general that has him sick."

Hermione arched an eyebrow, "oh, I see that sounds loads better. This will be a story for our children your father opposed marriage so…oh for goodness sakes Ronald!"

At the sound of the word children Ron's sickly green parlor had turned rapidly to ashen gray and he'd swooned on his feet as if to faint. With a cry of disgust Hermione turned and marched back into the church. Harry had to fight down laughter, he knew now was not he time. Taking Ginny's hand in his own he gave it a squeeze delighting in the way when her eyes met his the warmed with shared humor.

"Want to walk down the isle together this time?" he asked her nodding towards the doors.

"That really isn't done you know." Ginny pointed out with a grin.

"When have we ever done things by the way others do them?" Harry dismissed that notion with a grin of his own.

Ginny smiled and nodded, as they turned to go back in the church they both saw Bill shake Ron rather harshly. "Pull it together! You're letting your nerves ruin your wedding day!"

Harry saw Ron glance around as if just realizing Hermione was no longer there and he cringed. He pushed out of Bills grasp and rushed up the steps and past Harry and Ginny into the church.

Their wedding guests were by now thoroughly confused and some very much amused and entertained by all the running back and forth of brides and grooms. Harry heard one old witch say to her companion that even the Twins wedding had not had so many shenanigans.

Ron ran up the isle to he had caught up to Hermione and grasped at her hand she tried to slap it away but he held on tight, in fact Harry grinned, his friend looked like if he dared to let go he'd flee the church again.

"Have you got a hold of yourself?" Hermione asked him on a whisper that carried despite her effort.

"No but, I've got a hold of you, and that's all I've ever really wanted anyway." Ron whispered back and despite his slightly green tinge he was looking at her with such warmth and holding on with such determination that Harry saw something in his best friends eyes melt as she shook her head at him.

"oh Ronald." she sighed lacing her fingers with his. She glanced back at them a bright smile spreading on her face. "lets walk down the isle together, the four of us."

Harry couldn't think of an idea that fit more, with Ginny on his arm he walked up until he and Ron were side by side he Ginned at his best mate. "you ready for this mate?"

"oh God I hope" Ron muttered under his breath.

Harry threw back his head and laughed. A moment later the others joined him.

After the laughter of the brides and Grooms had faded Mrs. Weasley signaled the choir and as their singing filled the church the four of them walked down the isle.

Change of view

"What do we do now Malfoy, can we kill him now."

A smile of anticipation spread on the blonde mans thin lips as he listened to the music and revelry coming from the reception going on inside the church and spilling out onto the church lawns. Potter looked so brilliantly happy standing beneath the trees poising with his bride for photo's. The man practically glowed with satisfaction and there was a softness to him that he did not recognize.

Go ahead Potter the more you love the chit the greater your pain will be when I take her from you. Her and everything you took from me. Wife, children, home…I will make you loose it all. And then I will take your life.

His smile turned into an out right cackel.

"No my dear Crabbe, we wait. We wait."