A/n; Bit of a short one purely for the fact of I wanted to leave it on a cliffy.

Chapter 29

Ginny walked slowly with her father down the isle of sand. Her eyes scanning the small group of people that had come to watch the marriage before they fell on her father walking proudly next to her. Her dad had her arm gently hooked with his own, her free hand holding his biceps. Her eyes caught his for a moment, and he could see clearly the nerves that flitted like butterflies behind her dimly glowing irises. He smiled a warm smile and nodded his approval. "Hermione's a lovely girl, we're delighted to have her as an official part of the family" He spoke quietly for only her to hear, his voice soothing as he calmed his daughter with his words.

"I know dad" she smiled back, giving his arm a gentle squeeze before letting go to stand at the alter awaiting Hermione's arrival. He found his place next to an already sobbing . His arm automatically snaking around her figure to give her a reassuring squeeze. The sound of music almost overpowered the sound of the waves crashing against the beach not far away.

She was dressed simply. A slimming off white strapless dress came to fall at her feet. Her hair done into an elegant bun at the nape of her neck. Loose strands of red silk cascaded down her pale skin. A small amount of makeup accentuated her features.

She took a large gulp of air into her lungs as the red sparks shot into the sky above. Hermione was on her way. She felt her heart rate double and hammer against the inside of her chest. She almost felt like she couldn't breathe she was so anxious. Her eyes found the place the brunette would be coming from, and locked onto it. Staring at the place like it was the only thing allowing her to breathe. She didn't have to wait long, her heart almost stopped when she finally caught sight of her mate. Beautiful wasn't a word that could be used here. It didn't mean quite enough. Hermione was breathtaking. Her dress fitted her shape perfectly, showing off every curve in just the right way. Her hair was tame but in a different way to the 'Librarian effect' look. It was elegant and soft. Her makeup was done just right, but it still remained neutral. Ginny's mind split into multiple different thoughts, only a few of them remaining clean.

In the moment their eyes locked, everyone seemed to disappear around them. Ginny's thoughts pulled in one final direction. She couldn't believe Hermione would be hers forever.

Bright smiles took both their features as they drew nearer to each other.

"Hi" came Hermione's voice as she came to a stop in front of the redhead.

"Hey" Ginny husked, grinning from ear to ear. She couldn't believe it was happening.

As they all settled and the audience was seated once again, Kingsley began the ceremony.

He spoke about how they had both helped during both of the wars, how without the pair the wizarding world would be in a much darker place. He explained how even though they were already bonded; they were making it official in the eyes of witches and wizards and well as Lycans alike.

As they exchanged rings, and said their I do's their eyes never left the others. Their gaze held strong as the words were spoken. "You may now kiss the bride" rang in their ears, and without hesitation they leaned in. Sharing what could only be described as a tender and gentle kiss full of love, respect, admiration, and promise. Ginny's arms wrapped around Hermione's waist and the shortest of the pair wrapped her arms around the redhead's neck. "You look beautiful" Ginny whispered just loud enough for Hermione to hear over the applause. " " Ginny smirked a smug smirk.

"You do too Gin, I was expecting a suit" Hermione laughed shaking her head.

"Mother wouldn't let me, I did try" Ginny laughed with her wife.

"I suspected it had something to do with that" Hermione laughed.

"Wait till you see what I've got for the reception" Ginny winked. "I quite like it" And with that Ginny pulled the dark haired woman towards the group of people now out of their seats. waved her wand and the area around them transformed. Tables were set out with chairs around them, a space in the middle of them to dance in. People found their seats around the tables and Hermione and Ginny made their way to the space between them.

Ginny waved her own wand and her dress shortened, coming to about mid way up her thigh. Her long quidditch toned legs exposed and ended in a generous heal. A fitted blazer extended down her arms, but stopped at the crook of her elbow. She smirked as Hermione's eyes roamed her body somewhat obviously. "Why the change?" She asked, trying to clear the audible husk in her voice.

"I couldn't have danced in a floor length dress, and this is what I'd picked out myself" she spoke with a wide smile having convinced her mother to let her wear it.

"I can't wait to get to the hotel later" Hermione said just loud enough for Ginny to hear her as they got closer. Ginny snaking her arms around the brunette's waist, pulling the shorter girl into her. Hermione's arms wrapping around Ginny's neck.

Their first dance was underway to a muggle song they had heard a while ago. Hermione had played it to Ginny when she bought a muggle CD player and figured out how to make it work with their Magic.

With their arms wrapped around each other tightly, they swayed and moved to the beat of the music taking over their senses. They hadn't really paid much attention to the fact they weren't alone yet. Their attention completely focused on each other. Once the song came to a stop, a round of applause could be heard.

Hermione smiled a wide smile and finally pulled away from her new wife. "I love you Gin" she said quietly. Her eyes glassy with unshed tears.

"I love you too 'Mione" The redhead grinned, leaning down to press a tender kiss on the brunettes nose.

Soon they were enveloped in the crowd of people. Many people shaking their hands and hugging them spouting many words of congratulation. They danced, they ate they talked and they basked in the after glow of their union. Soon the night drew to an end, and they were sent off to their hotel. Stepping out into the night air away from the gazebo currently housing the aftermath of the reception, they gave their parents a wave and with a crack disappeared into the night air.

The familiar twisting and turning pulled at their stomachs until finally they appeared outside a rather large hotel. It was a spectacular sight, and it was obviously a wizarding hotel. As they stood to take it in completely, a young man with smart looking robes on came out to great them. His accent was thick and he sounded a little bit like Fleur.

"Ah, Madam and Madam, we have been expecting your arrival! Congratulations on the wedding, if you will please follow me inside, your luggage was sent to us earlier on and are already waiting for you both in the room!" He said happily, a smile pulling at his lips on either side. Bowing his head before he began his lead into the hotel.

Ginny looked over towards the brunette who was smiling ear to ear. It was lucky for her Hermione could speak almost fluent French, as she couldn't speak a word and they would probably need it at some point. She wrapped her fingers around the smaller girls, and smiled a bright smile before being lead after the young man.

Hermione hadn't said a word yet. She had just been smiling a bright smile; her heart was throbbing inside her chest every time she thought about the fact the pair were now married. The prospect of now being completely able to try everything regarding conception was real. Her stomach was full of butterflies every time she looked up at the redhead whose smile had never faltered.

The young man had lead them through a massive entrance hall that was bright and full of modest decoration; towards a staircase and up two floors. They followed behind, admiring the place they would be staying for a week or so. Ginny had picked it; she'd stayed here before while playing quidditch against one of the French teams. She was more so admiring the look of awe written across Hermione's face. She squeezed the brunettes hand gently, and smiled a wide smile at her.

The young man left after handing them their keys and once the door was open, the redhead leant over, and lifted Hermione off the floor bridal style. Laughing as the older witch gave a small squeak of surprise.

"Its tradition" Was the only thing the redhead said in response to Hermione's questioning stare. "I'm sure you knew that" She smirked kicking the door shut behind her.

"I wasn't expecting it is all" Hermione laughed, shaking her head. Her arms firmly wrapped around the redhead's neck for support.

They hadn't had chance to take the room in before Hermione was being placed on the king sized bed against one of the walls. But neither of them had eyes for anything but the other.