Author's Note : This chapter is the last of the already finished part of the story. After this, updates will slow down because I haven't gotten farther than this in the story.

You could say I'm having writers block with the next chapter.

I fixed the prenoun error during the wedding ceremony. Thanks for catching it cause I sure didn't. I love Tony and he will get better, I promise. Don't forget, new episode of NCIS tonight!!

Chapter Twenty One : Vegas Wedding

Hermione wasn't quite sure what happened to cause Harry to suddenly propose to her. He had wanted to wait until the Malfoys were no longer a threat to him or her. Draco's positive test results of the Love and Lust potion just proved how dangerous they were. If they could drug their own son to get at Harry's millions, who knows what they would do. Harry had explained that Jenny had given the team a couple of days off and then he told her what happened as they packed some bags. "Paula's dead?" she asked.

"Yeah, she threw herself at the bomber and the passageway door closed on them. All I heard was an explosion on the other side."

"You cared about her."

"She was going through a rough time," he said. "She had blamed herself for getting her team killed. I guess this was her way of redemption."

"Harry, are you sure you want to get married now?" she asked. "We can wait until after her funeral."

"No, cause after the funeral we go back to work."

"All, right," she said. She grabbed her bag and flung it over her shoulder. "Well, I'm ready. How about you?"

"I'll check on Brian," he said. Brian was all packed up and ready to go on his first trip to Las Vegas. "Brian's ready!" he announced.

"Does this mean I can call Hermione 'mom'?" he asked his father.

"If you want to," Harry said.

They headed to the airport after Harry called Ryan and Maggie that they didn't have to worry about watching Brian the next couple of days. Of course, he didn't say anything about them flying to Vegas where he and Hermione were going to get married. They thought that Harry was taking them to the beach house at Virginia Beach. Harry had plans to fly there after they got married in Vegas. Arriving at the airport, they got on the first flight to Las Vegas. After a five hour flight (AN: I don't know how long it is from D.C. to Vegas), they landed in Vegas. It was still daylight over there and they headed to a hotel to check in first. They were lucky to get a room due to a last minute cancellation. After settling in, they thought of a plan. "Well, we have to get a marriage license," Hermione said from the bathroom. She was putting on a dress to wear to a wedding chapel.

"Can we do that at the chapel, or should we get one at city hall?"

"I think we should do it at City Hall so people know we're serious about it."

"Check," he said helping Brian with his tie. Brian looked up to see that Hermione had emerged from the bathroom.

"Wow," he said.

"What?" Harry asked looking behind him. "Wow," he said echoing Brian. Hermione was wearing her dark pink spring dress that he loved so much. "You look, wow," he said.

"Yes, I think we established that," she said. "So, are we ready?" she asked.

"Just about," Harry said fixing his tie. "Now we're ready."

Harry led Brian and Hermione out of the hotel and they piled into their rental car. First stop was the Las Vegas city hall to get the marriage license. (not exactly sure what you have to go through to get a marriage license) The judge that granted the license took them seriously. They got their license and headed to the chapel recommended by the judge.

They arrived at the chapel and were greeted by a receptionist. "Hello and welcome to Lover's Lane Chapel."

"Hello," Harry said.

"Are you guests for a wedding?" she asked.

"No, we're not," Hermione said. Harry placed the wedding license on the counter and the receptionist's face lit up.

"Oh, wonderful," she said. "We have a wedding going on right now," she said, "but I believe we can squeeze you in," she added as she opened the appointment book. "Most people go to the other chapels for their elaborate themes."

"We just want something simple," Harry said.

"Do you have rings?" she asked taking out a form. Harry dug into his pocket which surprised Hermione and placed a ring box onto the counter.

"When did you get rings?"

"I didn't," he said. "They're my mum and dad's rings."

"Harry, we can't use these," Hermione said grabbing the rings. The receptionist watched her try to hand them to him.

"Yes, we can," Harry said pushing them away from him.

"But, it wouldn't seem right."

"Mum and dad would've wanted me to use them," Harry said. "Remember I proposed to you eight years ago with Mum's engagement ring?" he asked which caused the receptionist to quirk an eyebrow. She shrugged it off and continued to write on the form.

"But ..."

"No 'buts'," Brian said. Of course, he was out of view from the receptionist and she leaned down to see the five year old. "Hi," he said waving to her.

"Is he going to be your witness?" she asked.

"We just flew here on a whim. We really don't want anyone to know," he said. "Yet," he added.

"So, he is a witness?"

"He's my son," Harry said. "He's the ring bearer," he added grabbing the ring box from Hermione and handing it to his son. "Don't lose those," he told the five year old in a stern voice.

"Okay," Brian said looking at them like they were a snake.

"We can cover witnesses," the receptionist said. "I just need you to fill out this form and I'll need a major credit card after the ceremony."

"All right," Harry said taking the clipboard and he and Hermione walked over to the chairs to sit down. Brian followed still keeping the rings in his sight. They filled out the form, checking the things they wanted and joyful jubilation caused them to look up. The wedding that was in the chapel was coming out and they walked by paying no attention to the young couple sitting down. Harry finished the form and handed it back to the receptionist.

"Mary, are there ...?" a man came in asking but stopped seeing Harry and Hermione standing there.

"Hi," Brian said. "My dad wants to marry her," he said pointing to Hermione.

"Splendid," the pastor said. "This makes a second wedding today."

"We're only your second wedding?" Hermione asked.

"We're a more simple wedding chapel," the pastor said. "Most couples seemed to want a crazy wedding, like an Elvis wedding or something more weird."

"They just need a witness," the receptionist said.

"Why don't you put the closed sign up and come into the chapel and be that witness?" the pastor suggested.

"Okay," she said and went to the door. She flipped the closed sign and locked the door.

"Ready?" he asked Harry.

"Are you ready?" Harry asked Hermione.

"As ready as I'll ever be."

"Do you, Harry James Potter, take this woman to be your wife? Will you honor her, cherish her and love her until your dying day?"

"I do," Harry said with a smile. The chapel photographer snapped a picture of them as the pastor turned to Hermione.

"Do you, Hermione Jane Granger, take this man to be your husband? Will you honor him, cherish him and love him until your dying day?"

"I do," she said.

"May I have the rings please?" he asked. Brian lifted the ring box to him and the pastor took it from him. "I bless these rings in the name of the Father, the Spirit and the Holy Ghost." He gave one to Hermione who slipped it on Harry's finger and Harry slipped the other one on her finger. "There are no objections?" The couple looked to the receptionist, Mary.

"I don't," she said.

"Then by the power vested in by the state of Nevada, I now pronounce man and wife," the pastor said. "You may kiss your bride," he said.

"I know," Harry said before leaning toward Hermione and kissing her lips.

"Yuck," Brian said.

"Hey, a couple years from now, you will be kissing a girl, so stop complaining," Harry told his son. Brian stuck out his tongue in disgust.

"Congratulations," the pastor said.

"Thank you," Harry said. At the desk, Harry handed Mary his VISA card and looked over to his newly wedded wife. "Are you all right, Hermione?" he asked.

"I am, but I can't help but sense that something will happen once we return to DC."

"I won't let anything happen to you, I promise." Mary handed him another form to sign and Harry scribbled his name.

"It'll take a couple of days for your photos to be done," she said giving Harry his copy and credit card back. "Will you be staying in Vegas or return to DC?"

"We'll be at the address I put on the form. I have a beach house in Virginia," Harry said. "Might as well go where they think we are," he said to Hermione causing her to chuckle.

"All right, well, congratulations and have fun on the beach," Mary said unlocking the door. Harry and Hermione each grabbed one of Brian's hands and the new family walked out of the chapel.