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Chapter 21:

Hearing the rooster's crow and the banging of pots and pans downstairs, Harry woke up with a mind numbing headache. Groaning as he opened his eyes, he stared around and saw that he was in the old bedroom of Ron at the Burrow. He slowly rolled out of bed; fumbled for his glasses and as he put them on he clutched his head and groaned again, muttering to himself; "bugger".

Then he remembered the previous night, it was his stag party. He and the Weasley boys and their closest friends and few co-workers from Auror department had had too much fun, accompanied with too much to drink, firewhiskey to be exact. The only people who was not drunk in Harry's opinion was Bill and Percy, they were not as wasted as the rest of them. He smiled at the memory from the night before, he was grateful that all their friends and families were there (minus the ladies) giving their support on his upcoming nuptial.

Harry, sighing and ignoring his pounding headache, grabbed a towel and headed for the bathroom. After his lengthy hot shower he headed back in his room to change and to his surprise he saw a bottle of potion for hangover on the night table, he smiled, took it and chugged it and then he headed downstairs to see if he could talk to Ginny and spends some time with her and their son before he goes back to his own flat.

When he got downstairs the house was quite and empty. That was very unusual, it was Saturday and Mr. Weasley was usually home on week-ends, unless they had meetings at the office. Harry headed to the kitchen. There too was quite. He was about to open the back door, when it opened suddenly forcing him to retreat back hastily, afraid that he would get hit on the face. Mrs. Weasley came in with a basket of fresh vegetables and herbs and some eggs.

"Good morning, Mrs. Weasley," Harry greeted her and took the basket from her hands; he put the basket down on the table. She smiled gratefully, letting go of the basket and asked him if he already had his breakfast.

"I'm alright for now Mrs. Weasley. I just wanted to see Ginny and Jamie. Are they here?" Harry asked.

"Oh no, dear. They left to go to see Luna. She said they would look at some stuff for the wedding. Are you sure you don't want anything to eat? It's almost noon and I'm planning to make lunch soon. Arthur would be back any minute, he went to the market and picked potions for headaches and hangovers," said Mrs. Weasley, peeking at Harry. He smiled and thanked her for her offer of food.

"Thanks, Mrs. Weasley but I think I would go and see if I could catch Gin and Jamie at Luna's." Molly nodded and asked him if he would be back for dinner tonight.

"I probably won't come back Mrs. Weasley. But, I will drop by next week. I know Ginny wanted to go to Diagon Alley to look at dress robes for us men and dresses for her bridesmaids for the wedding." Mrs. Weasley nodded and kissed him good-bye.

It's been a week since the wedding invitations were sent out. To Ginny's delight the invitations were beautiful, simple yet elegant. Ginny had her sister-in-law Fleur and her friends to thanked for helping her made the invitations.

Ginny was standing in her room looking at her wedding dress. She was glad Harry took Jamie for a little stroll. The dress was beautiful: white with a long veil. The bodice has light lace with delicate tiny flowers embroidered in them, with the skirt full and with little tucks to accentuate her tiny waist. The first time Madam Malkin showed her the picture she fell in love with it and she knew it would be the dress that she would wear to marry Harry Potter. She hoped that when she walked down the aisle in her father's arm Harry would love the dress.

Ginny heard someone's footsteps coming up from the stairs and she hurriedly took the dress and put it back in the closet. She heard a knock once or twice before she opened her door. "Hey," Hermione greeted breathlessly before sitting down on the bed.

"Hi. What's wrong?" asked Ginny, her brow furrowed.

"Oh. Nothing's wrong. Just tired, that's all."

"Oh! What brings you here?"

"Ron told me to meet him here. I guess he wants to eat decent meal for a changed. I haven't had the time to make dinner for him for the last week. We're very busy at the hospital and by the time I get home, I'm just ready to crash," Hermione said.

"Well, you're both certainly welcome here. You know mum, she'd love to feed everyone if she can get her way. Does she know you and Ron are coming for dinner?"

"I guess. She wasn't surprise to see me. Hey, did you get the dress already?" Hermione asked excitedly but, Ginny could tell that she really looked tired and she kept on yawning as if she hasn't slept for days.

"Yes, I got it yesterday. I was just looking at it actually before you came….Hermione are you sure you're alright?" asked Ginny worriedly.

"I'm fine. Now let's see the dress." Ginny walked over to her closet and pulled out the bag containing her dress. She un-zipped it and Hermione gasped when she saw it.

"Oh…..Ginny!" Hermione exclaimed, "It's beautiful! Harry would definitely love it."

"You really think so?" Ginny asked not looking convinced.

"Of course he will. And you will look great on it. Did you try them on?" Ginny nodded smiling wistfully. After Ginny put the dress away they talked about the wedding and what's going to happen and hoped that everything would go on smoothly.

After dinner they all gathered in the living room and talked more about the wedding. Ginny was having problem with the flowers for she could not decide if she wanted roses or orchids on her wedding day.

"….and the cake?" asked Hermione.

Ron sighed heavily and leant over Harry and whispered, "Are these two going to decide what color boxers we need to wear as well?" Harry sniggered but stopped when he saw the look on his fiancée and his best friend's face, not to mention the look on Mrs. Weasley's face. He didn't realize that they heard what Ron said. Usually Hermione would say something to her husband but, tonight she hasn't had the energy to even reprimand him gently.

"Sorry Gin, but, well, we've been talking about the wedding for nearly an hour can we just do it again tomorrow? I'm really tired and Jamie looked like he's tired too."

Sighing, Ginny set her quill and parchment on the table and picked up Jamie from the floor. She knew Harry was right they all looked tired especially Hermione. Mrs. Weasley reminded Ron and Hermione to take the extra food she prepared for them. After the couple left Mr. and Mrs. Weasley said their good-night to Harry and went upstairs. Harry helped Ginny tidied up the living room and took Jamie from her arms and they all went upstairs.

"Harry would you mind washing Jamie while I prepare his bed?"

"I'd love to," Harry said. After washing his son they went back in the bedroom and changed him into his pajamas. After they tucked him in and giving him his bottle, they sat down on Ginny's bed. Harry pulled Ginny on his lap and hugging her tight; he looked at her and then kissed her tenderly. Ginny returned the kissed hungrily.

"Do you have go to home tonight?" Ginny asked her voiced sounded husky. Harry smiled and nodded while planting kisses all over her face and neck.

"Yeah…I…I have to. I have some paperwork's that I need to do," Harry answered his voice equally husky for Ginny was nibbling his ear and kissing him just above his jaw. He wanted to stay and to wake up beside her but he had lots of paperwork's that needed to be done before their wedding. If he wants to take Ginny on their honeymoon he has to finish that report and hand it to Kingsley and right now his time was very tight. Besides its only two more weeks and they would be together forever; he reasoned. Ginny put her head on Harry's chest and she could feel the beat of his heart.

"Ginny, two more weeks and we'll be together," Harry whispered, and closed his eyes. He breathe the smell of her, he always loved her smell of faint strawberries. She nodded and said, "Two more weeks." She let go of him, and kissed him on his temple. After making sure their son was asleep they went downstairs. Harry gave Ginny one last hugged and kissed then took a handful of floo powder from the jar.

"Goodnight, Gin. I love you."

"'night, Harry. I love you too." Harry stepped into the grate and threw the powder. "My flat, London." Green flame burst from within and then Harry was gone leaving Ginny staring at the fireplace for a long time before deciding to go back upstairs.

The big day has finally arrived and Harry was pacing back and forth in his living room while waiting for Ron and Neville to show up. He stopped in his track when his fireplace hissed and green flames burst then Ron and Neville both stepped out. Both men were shaking the soot out of their robes.

"Hey, mate," Neville greeted Harry, who looked like a shade of green. Ron looked at his friend then smirked but, hugged him nonetheless. He knew what Harry was feeling right now after all he was in his shoes a year ago. He was both nervous and excited then…well more nervous for he thought that Hermione would decide to leave him at the altar. "Come on, mate. You need something to calm you down you looked like you're going to puke." Neville sniggered and followed his friends in the kitchen. Harry sat and asked why Ginny agreed to marry him; after all he was a prat.

"Because mate, in the grand scheme of things, my sister loves you and she would not settle for anyone else. But, I'm warning you now, you hurt her again…I will kill you with my bare hands." Neville patted Harry's shoulders and told him that everything would be alright and that Ginny loves him very much and assured him that she would not leave him at the altar. He then handed him a glass with a green liquid in it.

"What the bloody hell is this?"

"It's a calming potion; I mixed it myself with some of my plants." Neville said looking proud.

"Come on, mate. It won't kill you I had some of that before and mind you Neville here knew what he was doing with those plants," Ron said nodding towards Neville.

"Alright, but, if this makes me more sick I'll stun both of you." The two boys laughed and Harry gulped down the potion to his surprised it has a pleasant taste and he could feel right away that his nerves are calming.

Meanwhile at the Burrow, Ginny was looking out the window of her bedroom. She could see people milling about onto the backyard setting up everything. In only a few hours she would be Mrs. Harry Potter. The people they both loved and cared would all be here, her family and friends, except for Fred. Ginny's eyes watered and remembered her brother. She knew he would be happy for her, for both of them. Although Harry doesn't have any real family, she knew there were a lot of people that really cared for him. A knock at the door interrupted her thoughts.

"Who is it?" Ginny called out.

"Can I come in?" Hermione asked, peeking her head in. Ginny smiled, she was happy to see her sister-in-law.

"How are you doing?" she asked a little surprised. Ginny looked like she was about to cry.

"Ginny, what's wrong?"

"Hermione, I'm marrying Harry today. I know I've been waiting for this day to come since I was a little girl. I know it's stupid, but, I used to tell everyone that someday I will marry Harry Potter. And I remembered mum, she would just hush me and gave me a look. Then after the war and he left I was devastated, I thought my dreams were gone. Hermione, why would Harry want to marry me? After all I was so horrible to him after he came back." Hermione could not help herself but laughed. Ginny frowned at her.

"Listen, Ginny. Harry loves you very much. And I'm sorry if I laughed, I didn't mean to but, you are bubbling like a normal bride would. Everything is going to be alright. He is going to marry you because; you already know the answer to that. Now get up and get ready. Fleur will be here soon to help you with your hair." Hermione gave her sister-in-law a hugged and a kissed. Ginny got up and proceeded to go to the bathroom but, before she could open the door Hermione stopped her.

"By the way, Harry said…well he practically begged me to tell you not to leave him at the altar." They looked at each other and both burst out laughing. They stopped when they heard a tut…tut... And saw Fleur and her mum at the hallway.

"Ginny! Why aren't you ready?" Mrs. Weasley practically screamed and pushed her daughter back gently towards the room.

"Mum, I haven't showered yet. I have to go." Before her mum could say anything Ginny half run to the bathroom and locked the door.

"Oh…I don't know what to do. We only have two hours to get ready."

"Zon't worry, Molly. We 'ave plenty of time. Come I will fixed your hair." Fleur busied herself with her mother-in-law and when she was done Mrs. Weasley looked gorgeous after Fleur was done with her. Then it was Hermione's turn. When Ginny came in and saw her mum and Hermione she gushed and said that they both looked beautiful. Fleur asked her to sit and proceeded to fix her hair, when she was done the three women complimented how beautiful she looked. Her hair was put in a simple but elegant French twist. After she puts on the dress and was finally ready they heard a knock at the door and Mr. Weasley's head peeked in.

"May I come in?" Arthur asked.

"Yes, dear" Molly said, taking her husbands hand. Mr. Weasley stared at his daughter and his eyes misted. He came up to her and he gave her a hugged and a kissed . "You looked gorgeous, sweetheart!" Ginny nodded and dubbed at her eyes. Hermione and Fleur slipped out of the room leaving Ginny and her parents.

"Dad, mum. Thank you for everything," Ginny said taking both of her parent's hands.

"Ginny. As long as you're happy and we, your mum and I know that Harry makes you happy then, we're happy. We know that he will treat you right and will take very good care of you and Jamie. Now let's get ready we don't want the groom to think that you're getting cold feet." Ginny heard the first bell, the sign that everyone was at heir places and all the guest were all seated. Then the second bell rang.

"I love you, sweetie. I'll see you later" Mrs. Weasley said kissing her daughter's cheek and then leaving them to go downstairs to take her place. Hermione, Luna and little Victoire were waiting for them. After taking their respective places, they heard the bridal march and Neville took Luna's hand and they started marching, they then followed by little Teddy and little Victoire. Then it was Hermione's turn but, before she took her place to walk down the aisle she kissed her friend and gave her an encouraging smile.

Ron met Hermione halfway the aisle, she smiled up at him and slung her arm at the crook of his arm. Then it was Ginny's turn. When the wedding march started again all noise ceased and everyone stood to look at the bride and her father.

A/N: I'm sorry it's taking me a loooong time to update. Reviews, as ever, are much appreciated and to please let me know if you liked it or not.