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"So am I" they heard and everyone turned around was surprised find Hermione looking sheepishly at them.
"Hermione, look Harry did no such thing to AJ, you have to believe us. This is just a lie that they planted into everyone's head. Harry would never do anything like that" James and Grace said as Hermione nodded.
"I owe you all an apology for my behaviour just now. I didn't know what else to do when Ginny confronted me. I knew she was up to something but I let her think she was winning, which is why I acted thus. I wanted to get rid of her and unfortunately this was the only way" she explained.
"What are you saying?" Harry spoke as he got up from the bench.
"That I let her believe that this wedding was called off and that she won" she smiled and everyone gave a sigh of relief.
"You young lady are too smart for your own good. You had me worried there for a moment" Lily said smiling as she hugged her.
"And I am sorry" she replied.
"I know that Ginny and Draco are up to no good. I mean after what Belle told me, how can I find anything but truth in her innocence? Though I'm still not sure about AJ, I'm sure you have a reasonable explanation but it's a discussion that we shall leave for another time." she smiled and Lily hugged her tighter.
"Let's get this show on the road shall we?" James laughed as everyone made their way out into the chapel, all but Harry and Hermione.
"Thank you" He mumbled and then walked out.
The wedding was truly magical to everyone, everyone except Harry and Hermione that is. The moment she set foot down the aisle they couldn't bask except stare awkwardly at each other. Belle was adorable as the flower girl and Jayden as the ring boy. Hermione couldn't be prouder.
Harry's heart warmed at the sight of Belle in her dress and throwing rose petals down the aisle with the biggest smile he had ever seen on her.
When he had seen Hermione coming down the aisle he couldn't fathom as to how his life had to come to this. Trapped into marrying socialite wannabe and now a second loveless marriage, with a woman who actually looked pretty but in an ordinary way and with a mutual dislike for each other. He looked up at the ceiling and wondered if someone up there took pleasure in watching his misery. How was he ever going to manage this? She did look beautiful in the wedding dress he thought to himself when Dan handed her over, maybe it wouldn't be that bad he thought to himself. After all this was for the greater good. Great now he was becoming Dumbledore.
Hermione also had similar thoughts, though hers were more along the lines of runaway now, before it's too late. But when she saw Belle so happy she didn't have the heart to do so. She knew that the sacrifice was worth it if she could see the girl smile like that all the time. When she saw Harry at the altar she realised that her friends were right. He was really handsome and perhaps it would show if he didn't scowl as much she mused.
Once the priest had completed the ceremony everyone was in tears. When they exchanged the rings, Hermione was amazed at that ring that he had chosen. It was a simple yet elegant ring. It had a diamond and on either side it had an emerald and a ruby embedded into it. She guessed that the Potter's must have put a lot of thought into designing the ring. When he had slipped it on there was a jolt of electricity flowed through his body when his hand touched her.
Harry was impressed, which was a rare occurrence when Hermione placed the ring on his finger. It was a modern wedding band that was platinum and lined with gold. It was rather classy the thought. Hermione felt the same jolt pass through her as she placed the ring on his finger.
When the priest declared they were husband and wife, both Harry and Hermione froze when he declared you may now kiss the bride. Harry gently pulled Hermione close and delicately brushed his lips against hers. There it was again the jolt that passed through them. They broke apart, stunned and then just stared at each other as the crowd cheered behind them.
The reception found them surrounded by family and friends with speeches, tears and the works. Harry very indiscreetly excused himself whilst Hermione's friends from France tried to engage him in conversation when two of his employees arrived with documents that needed his authorisation.
"Here take this and make sure they are processed immediately" he said handing the documents to one of them and walked back towards the reception.
"Come on let's go Dave, we can't hang around here he will fire us!" Brad said panicked as Dave walked towards the festivity.
"Hang on man, I just want to see the crazy bird that married this berk" he whispered over his shoulder only to bump into the berk that he had just insulted.
"What are you still doing here?" he growled at Dave, who seemed to have been turned to stone.
"Er you took my pen, sir" Brad stammered and Harry cocked an eyebrow and looked at his pocket.
"It seems I have. Here, take this and get going" he said handing the pen over to Brad who pulled Dave away from Harry.
"That was a close call" Brad sighed as they rushed out the door.
At the end of the night, Luna and Neville had a surprise of their own for the newlyweds. "Ok Mr and Mrs Potter" Luna smirked at Hermione's scowl "we had booked you for the night at the Ritz" she finished and Harry looked as if he had an aneurism so Neville intervened, "this is just keep up appearances "he said and when Harry was about to protest Luna spoke.
"Remember guys, the sudden wedding is suspicious enough, let's not complicate things further. It's just one night, just try not to kill each other" she spoke in a soft non patronizing way but with a mischievous smirk. "Fine" they agreed in unison.
"Good, because you are leaving right away" Luna smiled and Hermione just rolled her eyes.
"Can we forego the bouquet and garter toss?" Hermione asked nervously glancing at Harry who gulped and looked at everything else besides her.
"Poppycock!" Luna said looking affronted.
"I'll be damned if I'm not the one catching the bouquet tonight" she smiled slyly at Neville, who turned beet red.
"But" Hermione started buts she was cut off by Portia who walked in.
"Come on you two, time to toss the bouquet and get you two out of here" she smiled at Hermione's expression which looked as if she just lost her puppy.
Hermione's bouquet throw went off with without a hitch and not surprisingly Luna caught it. Hermione did laugh at the blondes antics. When Harry stepped up to remove her garter, he looked ready to run across the room. They just stared at each other with blank expressions neither knowing what the other was thinking.
"Get on with it mate, we ain't getting any younger here" someone yelled and broke them out of their reverie. Harry cleared his throat and slowly got down on one knee as she awkwardly placed her leg on his. He nervously lifted her dress a bit to allow his hands access to her leg. Hermione smiled well more like grimaced the moment he lifted her dress and almost squealed when his cold hands slid a little higher than her thigh. Harry cleared his throat and slid his hands lower and located the garter then quickly unclipped and removed it. He sighed as he threw it over his shoulder and right into Neville's hands earning a seductive smirk from Luna.
After they concluded their greetings they were whisked off to the Ritz. Neville and Luna had arranged with the hotel manager to have penthouse suite since Harry always the best and this wouldn't be an exception.
When they had entered the suite Hermione gasped. The room was adorned in red and white roses and orchids, candles lit up the room with soft music playing in the background. Hermione walked in further and rolled her eyes at the strawberries and champagne, "so cliché" she thought rolling her eyes. Though it was rather romantic she mused and made her way to the bedroom. She grunted when she realised that there was just one bed. She angrily picked up her clothes and decided to have a hot shower.
Harry walked in after Hermione stepped into the shower and was taking in the room and was rather annoyed that Neville would dare to make such arrangements. He saw the bed and felt a throbbing headache coming on.
He picked up the phone, "hi, this is Harry Potter, I need something from the chemist, it's rather urgent. I can't really remember the name but it's in a small white box. It's pretty common" he sighed as he tried to remember the name of the painkillers that he wanted.
"Don't worry Mr Potter. I know what you're talking about, I'll have one of our concierges pick them up for you" the man said.
Once Hermione had come out of the shower, she watched Harry stare into his laptop while rubbing his forehead; "the bathroom is available if you need it" she whispered and moved to the lounge. Harry nodded and grabbed his clothes and stepped into the bathroom.
She plopped on the luxurious couch and almost sank into it closing her eyes and moaning as the softness enveloped her when she heard a knock on the door. Almost groaning from the loss of warmth from the couch she got up and made her way to the door. She groaned as she realised she didn't have her wand on her, which wasn't unusual since she rarely used it. She used the peep hole to see who was on the other side and was surprised to see that it was room service.
She opened the door and the porter smiled awkwardly at her and she ushered him inside. "Courtesy of the hotel manager, Mrs Potter" he bowed and left the room hurriedly and she frowned as he rushed past her.
"That was strange" she mumbled. She realised that she was still hungry from the reception because she hardly ate. She then walked over to the trolley and lifted the covers, "lobster thermidor, wow" she whispered, she didn't want to be rude and start on dinner without Harry, even though he wasn't good company so she decided to wait for him and closed the cover and then something caught her eye. She gently picked up the white box and was horrified and threw the box on the floor.
"How dare he presume that I would.. That he and I would" she seethed as she looked at the box of condoms on the floor. Poor Harry didn't know the wrath he was about to endure when he walked out the bathroom and saw the trolley.
"Did the concierge bring me what I asked for?" he unknowingly asked as he walked into the lounge and sat down rubbing his forehead.
Hermione threw the box at his head, "what the, what the hell was that for?" he asked as the box fell to the floor and his eyes popped out when he saw the contents. He gently picked it up and looked at Hermione and frowned.
"You didn't really think this is a real honeymoon, did you?" he asked smugly thinking that this was her idea of asking for sex as she looked at him aghast.
"I could ask you the same thing. How dare you presume I would have sex with you just because we're married" she asked as she quoted marriage and it was Harry's turn to be appalled.
"Oh don't give me that look, your concierge brought up what you requested" she hissed and Harry rolled his eyes and walked past her to the phone.
"Hello, this is Potter again. I requested something a few minutes ago and you have erroneously sent me a box of condoms instead. All I wanted was something for a headache and you assumed it was protection? It's my wedding night; do you honestly think I would need them? Yes, well sort this out NOW!" he said and slammed the phone down.
Hermione had the decency to blush when he looked at her and he rolled his eyes at her and threw the box in the bin.
"It was rather presumptuous of you to assume that I would want to sleep with you considering the state of affairs. Regardless, I accept your apology" he smirked at her reaction and sat down on the couch leaving Hermione to pick her jaw from the floor.
She was about to retort when the concierge returned with a box of painkillers and sheepishly handed it to Hermione and excused himself. She walked over towards Harry, poured him a glass of water and handed them to him which he gratefully took.
"Harry" she started wanting to apologise and have dinner but he interrupted.
"Hermione, we have to sign these papers and hand them in tomorrow" he said not looking up from the papers.
"Here, please sign on the dotted lines next to the markers and then two days from now Belle will be home, where she belongs" he sighed as she took the papers from his hand.
She read through the documents, "Harry, since we're not married in the sight of magic, I would prefer to have my maiden name for professional reasons in case of liabilities and such, which would never happen on my watch" she said looking at him with a serious expression.
"Whatever makes you happy" he said dispassionately as he go up and made his way to the trolley and Hermione felt a tangent coming on.
"Well it's not as if the title of Mrs Harry Potter would add a soupcon of deference to me, besides you detest the idea of being married to me and I you, so it works well for the both of us. Now if you don't mind dinner is getting cold so I suggest we put this little squabble to rest and atleast try to enjoy the meal" she grit out and Harry had the decency to look surprised by her outburst and mumbled then walked over to the table where she laid the food out and they ate in silence.
Harry had tried to be courteous by letting her take the bed and he slept on the lush couch in the lounge not without a heated discussion. Harry put an end to the discussion saying that she should enjoy his hospitality now because once they got back home she would be the one on the couch, which she was forced to agree with.
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