Hermione woke up the next morning around eight and promptly ran to the bathroom and threw up. After retching until there was nothing left in her stomach, and dry heaving a few times, she shakily stood and went to the shower and turned it on hot. After clearing her head, and giving her stomach time to calm, she carefully scrubbed every inch of her body. She stepped out of the shower and cast and drying spell from her neck down and wrapped her hair in a towel before slathering her skin with her favorite vanilla scented lotion and putting on her bathrobe.

When she stepped out of the bathroom she was surprised to see a gift sitting on the bed, and her wedding dress and veil spread out on the bed.

She picked up the box and read the card.

Something old,

Something new,

Something borrowed

Something blue

I love you my sweet daughter, and hope that you and your boys have the happiest life imaginable. I've enclosed a few more of our traditions.

Always,

Mum

She sat down on the bed with tears streaming down her face and untied the bow that held the package closed. Inside were the gloves that her mother wore when she married her father (something old), a beautiful ivory pin to hold her veil in place (something new), grandmother's diamond pendant (something borrowed), and a pale blue lace garter (something blue).

A knock at the door interrupted her thoughts and Hermione stood up, tightening the sash on her bathrobe and walking to the door.

When she opened the door she was almost attacked by Ginny, who grabbed her and pulled her into a tight hug. As Hermione and Ginny moved back into the room a bit, Molly hurried in followed by a witch Hermione didn't recognize, Fleur and Victorie.

"The boys are with Sirius and Remus," Molly told her. "We're here to get you ready for your big day. Have you eaten anything yet dear?"

"No, I just got out of the shower, and before that I was throwing up." Hermione answered.

Molly ushered her to the small table in her kitchen and summoned some fresh fruit and herbal tea. "It'll settle your stomach and hopefully a bit of your nerves. Though from what I've heard out of the men, one of your boys isn't much better off than you are this morning."

Victorie and Fleur sat down on the couch and watched the other witch, that Hermione didn't know, start to do Ginny's nails. Hermione looked at Molly questioningly.

"Makeup witch," Molly said. "I've got to go for a bit dear, but I should be back within an hour.

"Where are you going," Hermione asked.

"Oh no where special dear, don't you worry." Molly answered.

The older witch hurried out the door, shutting it behind her. Hermione was puzzled, but said nothing, eating her fruit and drinking her tea slowly, hoping to prevent a reoccurrence of the earlier morning.

The makeup witch finished Ginny's nails about the same time that Hermione finished her breakfast, so she came directly over and started to work on Hermione's hair.

The witch spent forty-five minutes spelling Hermione's unruly hair into a beautiful up-do with a few strands curling down to frame her face. Next came her nails which were buffed until they shined and then coated with a clear polish. Finally the witch applied her makeup, and charmed it to not run or smudge, so that when she cried later, she would still look fabulous.

When all was said and done, it was almost noon. Only two hours left until the wedding, and Molly had been gone for close to an hour now. Hermione began to pace around the room, worrying. "What if I trip and fall on my face? What if it starts to rain? What if Remus or Sirius decides that they don't want to marry me after all?" Hermione began to sob.

Unnoticed by Hermione, while she was pacing and ranting, the door had opened and two witches came in.

Someone grabbed her by the shoulders and as she was turned around, she realized that she was looking into the eyes of her mother and burst into tears.

"Hermione dear, listen to me. You're not going to fall. You're going to walk gracefully on your father's arm down that aisle to your husbands. It's not going to rain. I've just been outside myself and the sky is the most beautiful blue that I've ever seen in my life. And you and everyone in this room know that Remus and Sirius are crazy about you. They both love you more than life itself and would never, EVER back out on you." Jane Granger said as she pulled her daughter into a hug.

Molly stood back with Ginny and Fleur, watching the mother comfort her daughter. Molly began to tear up. "Someday that will be us, Ginny," she sobbed into her handkerchief.

"Yeah mum, but I don't think I'll be that irrational. Do you?" Ginny said, causing Molly to laugh.

"Most women are dear, even the most level headed ones."

The makeup witch did Ginny's makeup, charming it just as she had Hermione's before moving on to Molly and then Fleur. Once all of the witches makeup, hair and nails were done, the witch started on Victorie. She added a couple of extra charms to make sure that the little girl couldn't pull her hair down, or otherwise mess it up.

The makeup witch started to leave, but Hermione called her back and asked her to do her mother as well. At first her mother refused, but after a bit of begging from Hermione, she finally agreed, and sat down to let the witch do her work.

After everyone was satisfied with their hair and makeup, the makeup witch left and Hermione went to the bathroom to put on her stockings, along with the blue garter, and panties, and the special bra that went with her dress.

While she did that, Ginny, Fleur, Molly and Jane all changed into their dresses. Victorie would be dressed last to prevent her getting the dress dirty. Hermione came out of the bathroom and everyone smiled when they saw her. The Hermione that they knew was back. When she walked into the sitting room, even in her under clothes, she looked like a confident woman, not the scared young girl that she had been when she walked into the bathroom.

"I can't believe this is really happening," she told them. "I'm really getting married, in front of about 300 people, to the two most amazing men in the world, with all of my favorite muggle traditions included in my wizarding wedding."

Molly and Jan both hugged Hermione and after noting the time, they began to help her into her wedding dress while Fleur got Victorie into her gown.

Jane held the front of Hermione's gown in place while Molly started buttoning the hundred or so buttons that went up the back. After about fifteen minutes all the buttons were done up, as was the ribbon on the back of the dress.

Hermione sat down carefully so that her mother could fasten the diamond pendant around her neck, and pin her veil to her hair.

"Less than a half an hour until your father will be walking you down the aisle angel." Her mother told her.