A/N:Sorry you've all waited so long but, I was horribly stuck in this chapter. I decided to end it where I did because I want the bachelor/ bachelorette party to have its own chapter as well as the actual wedding. Only 2 more chapters left! If you all wouldn't mind a sequel, let me know. I have been asked about it and I would love writing one just as long as you all want one.

"Why are you being so secretive about this whole thing?" Hermione asked one bright crisp December morning.

There was only one more month left and there was so much to do and so little time in which to accomplish it all. Harry had finally decided to stop torturing Hermione with the wait of seeing their potential venue. It had been four days since he had informed her had found the perfect place and Ginny was getting livid about not having an official place picked. He had blindfolded Hermione before they apparated to their destination. He wanted to keep the suspense going for as long as possible.

"You'll see in a minute" said Harry mischievously.

Harry gently led Hermione to the exact spot he wanted her to see. There was a large gazebo adorned with bright red poinsettias intertwined with the wicker-ish pattern of the gazebo. The path that led to it was cobblestoned and big enough for a wedding party. It had an old country feel to it that he was sure Hermione was going to love. Though it was out in the open, he knew the cold weather was not going to be a problem when there was magic involved.

"Are we there yet?" Hermione asked impatiently. "I want to see!"

With a flick of his wand, Harry undid Hermione's blindfold for her to see.

"Oh my—"Hermione gasped as she gingerly stepped forward to take in the view.

"Do you like it?" Harry asked.

"I love it!" Hermione exclaimed.

"I thought you would." Harry said chuckling. "It's quaint, and quiet. It's us."

"How did you find this place?" Hermione asked in awe.

Harry simply pointed behind her.

Hermione spun around to see what Harry was pointing at. It was a small country church, one that seemed faintly familiar. She then saw the graveyard in the back of it and it all made sense.

"I know it may be a little morbid-"

"No." said Hermione interrupting him. "This way they'll be here on our special day, in some way."

Hermione stepped forward and placed a hand on Harry's cheek.

"This is perfect." She said softly.

"That makes two perfect things in one day." Harry said.

They walked around, taking in the small village that was Godric's Hollow. Each step they took, they realized that this was the perfect setting for their wedding. They just hoped everyone else would be as content with it as they were. However, knowing Mrs. Granger, Mrs. Weasley, and Ginny; it would take a lot of patience to deal with them for the next few weeks.

The days marched onward and it was now becoming impossible for any day not to revolve around the wedding. As soon as Harry and Hermione had gathered the courage to tell everyone of their venue, time started to move much more quickly than it ever had before. Surprisingly Ginny was thrilled with the idea of making the wedding at Godric's Hollow. Particularly because it gave her a lot of space to play around with. It also helped that although Godric's hollow was somewhat a wizarding community, it meshed with muggles so well, they wouldn't have to deal with questions from Hermione's muggle relatives. Everything that could possibly be planned for in a wedding was well underway. The flowers had been picked; the ceremony would be adorned with poinsettias as it was a winter wedding and Hermione's bouquet would be a combination of Orchids, her favorite flowers and Lilies in representation of Harry's mother. Hermione's dress had been tailored perfectly to her body and had been delivered to Ginny's house to keep Harry from laying a wandering eye to it. The cake had been picked, with the help of Ron who had been adamant on being the official taster.

The bridesmaids and groomsmen outfits had also been picked out. All that was now left as they took a break for Christmas celebrations was the wedding rehearsal and the bridal shower. Hermione had not been particularly keen on either of those events, but somehow could not bring herself to have her voice heard. She was far too overwhelmed with how much effort and time her loved ones were putting into making her wedding perfect. It was pretty hard to say no.

"Ready for your bridal shower?" Ginny asked enthusiastically.

"I feel guilty having all of you give me presents, especially when I have a feeling I already have most of what I'll be getting."

"Doesn't matter, you'll have to get rid of It." said Ginny dismissively. "It's a representation of starting a new life."

"It's not like I'll be living with Harry for the first time." Hermione scoffed.

"Maybe, but that's not the point and just stop complaining." said Ginny laughing. "You're getting free stuff. You probably won't be showered with this much gifts again, at least not until your baby shower."

"Oh don't you even mention the word baby from now on." Hermione pleaded. "Your mum has already been hinting she wants to babysit a Potter baby very soon."

"Got to love my mother's subtlety." Ginny chuckled.

Once Ginny was done with Hermione's hair, she walked over to the night stand where something caught her eye.

"Ginny what's this…?" Hermione asked turning over a long piece of parchment.

"The official guest list." Ginny answered.

"Why is it so long?" Hermione asked in shock. "Ginny, I told you Harry and I wanted a small gathering."

"Do you know how impossible that is Hermione?" Ginny exclaimed. "Everyone who's ever met you or Harry wants to be there. Can't really blame them, the Daily Prophet is claiming it to be the wedding of the century."

"What?" Hermione shouted.

"Yeah, I mean did you honestly not see this coming?" Ginny asked. "You're marrying the boy who lived. There are plates in Diagon Alley with both your faces on it. Sort of like the royals."

"My wedding is becoming a circus?" Hermione asked angrily.

Ginny saw the anxiety in her friend's eyes and felt immediately guilty she was being so insensitive.

"What do you want me to do?" Ginny asked her softly as she rubbed Hermione's arm soothingly.

"I just want my friends and family there, those who see us as us and not this weird famous couple the Daily Prophet is obsessed with." said Hermione sadly.

"I will do everything in my power to make this as normal as possible." Ginny reassured. "In the meantime, we should probably get going, the shower is about to start."

The bridal shower had been a very tender event. It was the first girl time Hermione had had in a while. The women all shared their favorite memory of the couple fondly as they all took turns presenting their gifts. Hermione was overwhelmed with the amount of gifts she received. The Weasley's had presented her with a grandfather clock much like the one in the Burrow. Neville and Ginny had given her series of monogrammed items for around the house. As for Ron and Luna, they surprised her with a wizard painting of her and Harry along with a broom that was especially made for couples. It turned out that wizard bridal gifts were much more sentimental than practical, and for that she was grateful, as Mrs. Granger had made it her duty to give Hermione all the kitchen appliances one could own.

The next day was another busy one; with only two days left for the wedding, they were now down to the wedding rehearsal. Harry and Hermione had hoped they wouldn't need one, after all they saw it as pretty pointless. However, they soon learned that having Ginny Longbottom as their wedding planner resulted in often doing things you didn't want to. No one had a chance whenever she gave that infamous glare that was so reminiscent of Moll Weasley.

The rehearsal had gone off without a hitch. Everything went according to plan and Ron gave stirring speech that had made Hermione cry. The wedding was now only two days away. It all seemed so surreal. After so much trial and error, they were finally going through with being together forever. A few hours later, after the long goodbyes, Harry and Hermione were back in their flat. The living room was still littered with the gifts Hermione had been given on her bridal shower party. It was living proof of the hectic life Hermione had had in the past few weeks, for she would never normally have the house in such a disheveled condition.

"So I hear your bachelorette party will be a wild soirée." Harry teased as they lounged on their comfy couch.

"I'm scared to be honest." said Hermione nervously.

"You have reason to be. Ginny always turns a deaf ear when you tell her 'no' about something. I'm glad my friends are more understanding." said Harry.

"What will you be doing?" Hermione asked curiously.

"Some of my team mates surprised me by having the Quidditch pitch closed tomorrow so we can all have a nice fun boy's night out." Harry replied.

"Are you sure that's all?" Hermione nudged. "No sexy veelas showing up?"

"Absolutely not." Harry said shaking his head.

"You do realize that George Weasley is included in your group of friends?" Hermione reminded him.

"Yeah…what's your point?"

"Did you honestly forget what he did for Neville's bachelor party?" Hermione asked outraged.

"He's more subdued now that Angelina's with him." Harry defended.

"Uh huh." said Hermione disbelievingly. "Well in any case, I trust you will behave yourself."

"I trust you will too miss Granger." Harry smiled mischievously.

"I can't believe this is our last unmarried night together." said Hermione in awe.

"I doubt things will change much…apart from your last name." Harry mused.

"Mrs. Hermione Potter…has a nice ring to it." Hermione smiled. "Not to mention we'll save quite a bit on monogrammed objects."

"Which Ginny already picked up on." said Harry picking up a nearby towel.

"I still can't believe this is happening." said Hermione suddenly serious.

"Well believe it." Harry reassured. "Just one more day, and we'll be bonded for life."

Hermione looked at him in surprise.

"You still remember that?" she asked breathlessly.

"Of course, how could I forget?" Harry answered. "Instead of looking at Ron when the vicar said those words, you looked at me…"

"It's always been you." She said tenderly as she got closer for a kiss.

"All right." said Harry as they broke apart. "Time for bed miss romance."

"But I'm not sleepy yet." Hermione said pouting.

"Who said anything about sleeping?" Harry asked cheekily.