Chapter 14! Wedding Plans and Other Affairs.
A/N- Hey guys. Sorry I haven't posted in a while. I went camping. That's what happened when you live in stupid Canada. I just wanted to say that I love getting reviews but please don't be TO mean, and also if your reviewing about spelling or grammar errors, please point out the correction instead of just saying 'your spelling sucks.' Please and thank you. Hope you like this chapter.

FlashbackOnce Hermione said this Harry gaped opened mouth at her like a fish.

Hermione came up with a brilliant idea that would change the whole wedding.

'Harry, What if we had the wedding at Hogwarts ?'

End Flashback.

'Hermione ! That's the best idea ever !' Harry exclaimed.

'Yeah, I know. We could just stay there until the wedding in our rooms, but we would have to owl Dumbledore to ask permission….' Hermione explained.

'Okay , Want to owl him now?' Harry asked.

'Sure.' Hermione said as she got out her parchment and quill.

The letter was as follows.

Dear, Professor Dumbledore. As you probably know, We are getting married! We decided on the date July 29th. We were wondering if we could have the wedding at Hogwarts and just stay there for the month of July. We were also wondering if you would marry us. Let us know if its okay.
- Harry Potter & Hermione Granger.

Hermione then gave the letter to Hedwig and watched as she flew away.

'We should probably plan the wedding around Easter.' Hermione said.

'Okay.. But why?' Harry asked.

'Well, I don't want to be having to plan a wedding 2 weeks before I am suppose to be giving birth.' Hermione explained.

'Good Point.' Harry said and he wrapped his arms around her and kissed the top of her head. They stayed like that until they heard Remus shout "Dinner."

So the couple tromped off to he kitchen. When they arrived in the kitchen they were surprised to see a pretty blonde women about Sirius's age sitting at the counter beside Sirius.

'Hey, Harry, Hermione. I'd like you to meet Cheyenne.' Sirius said.

'Hello, I'm Hermione.' Hermione said warmly as she held out her hand.

'Pleasure.' Cheyenne replied and shook Hermione's hand. Harry shook Cheyenne's hand as well.

'Why don't you 3 go and sit down at the table, and Remus and I will bring out the food shortly?' Sirius explained.

'Okay.' Cheyenne said brightly and the trio walked to the table. They took their seats and Hermione struck up a conversation.

'So, You're a secretary at the ministry?' Hermione asked.

'Yes, Do you too have any career choices in mind?' Cheyenne asked.

'Well, I would like to be a writer and Harry would like to be an international quidditch player.' Hermione said.

'Oh.' Cheyenne said surprised. Then Sirius and Remus walked in carrying dinner which consisted of chicken, mashed potatoes, gravy & cooked vegetables.

'So, are you two serious?' Cheyenne asked gesturing to Harry & Hermione.

'Um…You could say that.' Harry said once he had swallowed his chicken.

'You can tell her.' Sirius said.

'No, What if she tells the press or even Voldemort ' Harry hissed to his godfather.

'HOW DARE YOU ACCUSE HER OF THAT!' Sirius roared.

'WELL I DON'T EVEN NO HER. She could be some stripper you picked up at a bar or a death eater for all I know.'

'Harry, calm down please.' Hermione pleaded.

'No, I'm Getting out of here.' Harry said and he left the table angrily and went upstairs to start packing. Hermione followed him. Once they were in their room Harry started getting all their things together and packing it in trunks using various spells and enchantments.

'Harry, can we please talk?' Hermione pleaded, tears starting to form in her eyes.

'Hermione.' He said icily.

'Please?' She asked.

'Fine.' He snapped and sat down on the bed.

'Tell me why you don't want to tell Cheyenne.' Hermione said.

'If Voldemort finds out your pregnant then he'll target you and the baby. I couldn't loose you or our baby, Mione, That's why we can't tell that many people, I wouldn't be able to live without you knowing it was all my fault.' Harry said.

'Oh My God Harry, Why do you have to blame your self for everything? If I was ever murdered it would be Voldemort's fault, NOT yours. And I doubt Cheyenne would tell anyone, she seems nice. '

'You've known her for what half an hour?' Harry questioned.

'Well, I can tell she's not a death eater.' Hermione reasoned.

'Can we leave now? We can take the Knight bus and go to the Leaky Cauldron. ' Harry said.

'No, its only 3 more days. I'm going to go back down stairs and tell them that were not leaving. ' Hermione said.

'Fine.' He replied. So Hermione went downstairs to confront Sirius.

'Hey, Where did Cheyenne go?' Hermione asked Sirius as she noticed her absence.

'She left, she didn't exactly feel welcome.' Sirius snapped.

'Oh. This is all my fault.' Hermione said starting to sob.

'No…. Its not.' Sirius said awkwardly.

'Yes….Of I hadn't been so -sob- stupid, I wouldn't have gotten -sob- pregnant and we wouldn't have to keep -sob secrets.' Hermione sobbed. Then hearing Hermione's crys Harry came downstairs.

'What did you do to her ?' Harry snapped.

'I didn't do anything.' Sirius explained angrily.

'Harry -sob- don't start a fight, it cant be good for the baby to have me this emotional.' Hermione pleaded. At this Harry shut up abruptly.

'I just came down to tell you, that we won't be leaving.' Hermione said to Sirius.

'That's good, I didn't really want you to leave.' Sirius said embarrassingly .

'But we are going to flat hunting as soon as were both 17.' Harry said.

'Okay…..But your always welcome here.' Sirius stated.

'Well, We don't want to intrude, I'm sure Cheyenne wouldn't want to move into a house with a married teenage couple and a crying baby.' Hermione said.

'Oh, I'm sure she wouldn't mine but if you want- Sirius had started to say but then an owl began tapping at the window.

'Oh, That must be from Dumbledore.' Hermione said walking over to open the window. Hermione opened the letter and her mouth opened in shock and her eyes widened.

'It's not from Dumbledore its from….. My father.'

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