Harry sighed in frustration as he adjusted his tie for what seemed like the hundredth time. Loud cursing caught his attention. Tearing his gaze away from his tie, he peered in the mirror and eyed his best friends reflection, a small smile coming to his face.

Ron Weasley was a nervous wreck. Today was the day of Tonks and Remus' wedding. Today was the day when the war didn't exist. Today was the day he would be taking Luna Lovegood on a date.

"Ron," Harry started as he turned away from his reflection, "You need to relax mate – you're beginning to make me nervous."

Ron looked up and sent a small glare, a panicked expression on his face. "This is all your bloody fault." He complained.

"Mine?" Harry asked with a laugh. He leaned against the post of his bed and crossed his arms, curious to hear what Ron would come up with. He wasn't let down.

Ron nodded emphatically as he ran a comb through his fire red hair. "Yep. Yours and Hermione's." He paused long enough to point a finger. "Your bloody idea to ask Luna to the wedding."

Harry nodded slowly. "Right, well… she said yes didn't she? How is this a bad thing? You should be thanking us."

"Thanking you?" Ron spluttered, ears turning red as he turned to look at him. "You've bloody ruined everything."

Sighing slowly, Harry placed his hands in his pockets and rolled onto his heels. "Please enlighten me Ron, on how anything is ruined?"

Just as Ron opened his mouth to respond, the door banged open.

Ron huffed, all stress about his impending date vanishing rapidly. "Honestly Hermione, what if I'd been naked?"

The brown haired witch scrunched her face in displeasure. "Thanks for that image Ronald, just what I needed before breakfast."

Shrugging, Ron turned toward the mirror and struggled with his tie. "If you keep on walking in unannounced, then you'll just might come across something you're not expecting."

"You look nice." Hermione ignored Ron and addressed Harry. She smiled up at him softly and moved forward. Placing her hands on his chest, she clucked a bit at his tie. "Honestly Harry. You've been wearing a tie for 6 years at school, how can you possibly not know how to tie one properly?"

Harry grinned, his eyes softening considerably as he looked at her. "Because then I would need another excuse to get close to you."

Hermione blushed as she worked on his tie, a small smile gracing her face. She admired her work before looking him in the eye. "Newsflash Harry. You don't need an excuse."

A strangled sound from the other side of the room drew their attention.

"You two." Ron shook his head. "Are painful to be around."

Hermione sighed quietly and took a step back. Harry sent her a helpless shrug before nodding towards Ron. "He might be tad nervous about seeing Luna." He whispered quietly.

"Mmm, I can see that." Hermione muttered. She walked over to where Ron was standing and offered him a small smile. "What's wrong Ron? You were so excited last night."

The red head looked at her helplessly. "My whole family is going to be there." He stated as though it explained everything. Hermione glanced over at Harry and the two exchanged confused looks.

"And…?" Hermione prompted, her gaze once again firmly on Ron. "Why is that so awful?"

Ron sighed before launching into a detailed analysis. "She'll be overwhelmed. The twins will be completely inappropriate. Mum will smother her and start talking about us getting married and having babies and Ginny will be telling her that I'm completely horrible and that she shouldn't date me."

Hermione smiled encouragingly. "Ron, this is Luna we're talking about. She'll love your family. Just like we do."

Harry nodded in agreement. "Hermione's right mate. I mean, Fred and George said I shouldn't be friends with you – something about not being able to trust red-heads…" Harry paused suddenly, contemplating his words. "Which is kind of ironic considering they're red-heads. Which would mean I can't trust them and sometimes that's true isn't it? They're very tricky those guys. But yeah, I'm still friends with you aren't I? Even though you're a red-head." He let out a long breath, looking decidedly pleased with himself.

"Harry stop talking." Hermione patted his arm softly. She turned to Ron and started fixing his tie. "Look Ron, you have nothing to worry about. Luna likes you for you and your family won't have any influence on that. You just need to relax and be yourself." Hermione nodded in approval before stepping back. "Well, maybe not when you're eating. Perhaps you should pretend to be more human at dinner-time." She added thoughtfully.

Relief swept across his face as Ron grinned down at Hermione. "You're awesome Herms." He gave her a big bear hug, his long arms pulling her tightly against him and lifting her off the ground. Setting her down, he ignored the glare at referring to her as Herms. He took one last look in the mirror before marching toward the door. "I'm off to woo Miss Luna Lovegood!"

Hermione tittered softly as the door closed behind Ron. "Herms. Honestly, it's the ugliest nickname in the world."

Harry smiled. "It's not that awful. Ron just does it because he knows you hate it. Maybe you should pretend to like it? Then he'd stop."

"Worth a shot I suppose." Hermione agreed. She sighed dramatically and turned to face Harry head on.

Harry have her a gentle smile, tugging her towards him. "I thought people weren't supposed to upstage the bride." He said softly, his eyes sweeping up and down. He met Hermione's blush with a grin. "You look stunning 'Mione." And she honestly did. Her dark hair cascaded freely down her back. She wore a deep purple dress that stopped just short of her knees, her heels made her almost the same height as Harry.

Hermione laughed quietly, eyes twinkling happily. "Why thank you Mr. Potter." She kissed him quickly on the lips. "You look as dashing as ever."

"Figured I'd have to put in some effort to not look so out of place next to you." Harry shrugged.

Rolling her eyes at his comment, Hermione stepped into his embrace. Her head resting comfortably against his shoulder whilst his head sat atop hers. His hands lightly traced her bare back, warmth radiating onto her at his touch. Silenced enveloped the both of them as they enjoyed being with each other. Closing her eyes and moving her head to the crook of his neck, Hermione breathed in his scent. Smiling softly, she pressed a soft kiss on his pulse, enjoying its rapid speed. "I love you Harry." Hermione whispered so softly Harry had to strain to hear it.

Removing his hands from the small of her back, Harry cupped her face in his hands. His eyes sought hers and met them easily.

"I love you too." He said earnestly. "So much Hermione."

Raising the glass slowly to his mouth, Harry quietly observed the activities that surrounded him. There was so much noise going on that it was a struggle to hear what the person next to you was even saying. Hermione was currently dancing with George, laughter bubbling out of her as the latter performed crazy, eccentric moves. Ron was listening intently to an energised Luna. He was clearly making a conscious effort to eat like a normal human being, taking small bites of food and not talking with his mouth full. Harry smiled.

Lastly, Harry's eyes settled on the newlyweds. Remus was twirling Tonks around, both laughing at their dancing. Eyes only for each other, it seemed as though they were completely unaware of those moving around them.

"You 'right there 'Arry?"

Dragging his eyes away from the happy scene, Harry turned toward the voice. He smiled up at the half-giant.

"I'm just fine Hagrid." He nodded toward the happy couple. "They deserve this don't they? This happiness."

Hagrid smiled, his black eyes crinkling at the edges. "Aye, right you are."

Grinning up at his old friend, Harry felt a rush of fondness. Hagrid wore a bow-tie, his bushy pulled back. He'd missed him more than he realised. "How have you been Hagrid?"

Pulling up a seat next to the young wizard, Hagrid downed a class of whiskey before answering. "Been as good as ye can i spose 'Arry. Grawp's learnin an awful lot lately. Ye gotta come and see."

The thought of hanging out with Grawp wasn't exactly appealing but Harry still managed a grin, "of course."

Getting caught up with Hagrid lasted an enjoyable 30 minutes. After their chatter died down, Harry once again allowed his gaze to sweep across the room and as always settled on a brown haired witch. He was as transfixed as ever. She was radiant. Lively. Gorgeous.

Noticing his gaze and lack of attention, Hagrid gave him a gentle nudge. "She looks beautiful tonight Harry."

Harry smiled softly, still not willing to look anywhere else. "She looks beautiful all the time Hagrid." As he finished his comment, a slower song began to play. Figuring there was less of a chance of injuring himself and the people around him, Harry quietly excused himself and made his way over the dance floor. Coming up behind George, who was still dancing as though pop music was playing, he tapped him on the shoulder.

"Do you mind if I cut in?" Harry asked, awkwardly sidestepping an erratic move. Hermione laughed at his reaction and quickly tugged on his hand to bring him close to her.

George pouted, yet still managed to keep dancing. He bowed dramatically. "Of course Harry, I reckon your lady was beginning to miss you."

"Thanks for the dancing tips." Hermione called after him, as he now moved toward his wide-eyed sister.

Harry eyed Hermione wearily. "Dancing tips?"

Laughing, Hermione pulled him closer. Gripping his hands, she placed them at the small of her back.

"I don't want to stand on your feet." Harry mumbled awkwardly. He felt so nervous.

Hermione grinned up at him lightly, endeared by his hesitancy. "Don't worry Harry, we won't be doing the tango or the waltz." She leaned up and kissed him softly. "You don't even have to move." She smiled. "Just sway?" Without waiting for a response, they began to sway slowly to the music. Harry pulled her closer to him and closed his eyes. He placed a kiss at the crown of her head, revelling in the feel of her heartbeat against his.

"Speech! Speech! Speech!"

Remus coughed lightly as everyone egged him on. Hermione stood with her back against Harry, whose arms encircled her. Holding her hands tightly in his, Harry smiled at the scene before him. All the people he cared about most in the world were there and were all enjoying themselves thoroughly. It was as though Voldemort didn't even exist.

Stepping forward and waving his hands to quieten the crowd, Remus began his speech. "I would like to start by thanking all of you for coming today." He grinned, "Tonks and I both know it may seem incredibly sudden but we knew this was right for us." He sent his new wife a small private smile. "To share this day with all of you has really made it all the more special. I've waited a long time for someone like Tonks to come into my life, and I truly believe i am the luckiest man in the world right now. Knowing her has made me a better person, and for that I thank her. I can only promise that for the rest of my life i will try to make her feel like the special and wonderful woman she is."

Harry heard Hermione give a small sniff, and was startled to see many of the women in the crowd shedding tears. Hugging Hermione tightly, he pressed a kiss to the side of her head.

Remus smiled, his gaze resting on Harry for a moment before he addressed the crowd again. "Now, the night is still young my friends. So please don't stop anytime soon."

Taking a deep breathe, Harry released his hold on Hermione and made his way over to Remus. "Do you mind if I say something? I feel like there should be a toast or something."

Remus looked surprised. "Of course not Harry. I'd love for you too." There was a sad look in his eyes and Harry could tell he was thinking of The Marauders.

Harry started to open his mouth when he was interrupted.

"Speech! Speech! Speech!"

Harry rolled his eyes at the twins, nodding all the same. "Ok guys, relax." He eyes sought out Hermione's and he smiled at her perplexed look.

"We love you Harry." Fred shouted out suddenly, the champagne in his glass spilling onto the carpet in his excitement.

"I love ya too buddy" Harry grinned. Now that he had the attention of the entire room he felt nervous. Thinking he should be used to it by now, he mentally shook himself. "I just wanted to say a few things about the newlyweds really." He stated lamely. Taking a deep breathe, he let the words flow from his mouth. "I don't know anyone who deserves more happiness in this world than these two." Harry said softly and directed his attention to the duo. "You are both such amazing people, and I'm honoured to call you my friends. You've taught me so much in the time that i've known you and I'm so grateful for that. I know that in knowing you two, I've become a better person." He allowed a small smile to grace his face. "As everyone here probably knows, just being in a room with you two for 5 minutes, it's obvious how much you care about each other, how much you love each other. Now I know that I haven't known you two for all that long, but I do know that in that time - I've never seen either of you as happy as you are now." He glanced at Hermione and the usual rush of love and affection filled him up. He raised his glass. "To Remus and Tonks."

The crowd echoed him cheerfully before the music was started up and the festivities began again. Harry turned to Remus and gave him a hug. "Congratulations you two." He smiled at Tonks.

Clapping him roughly on the back, Remus offered him a watery smile. "Thanks Harry."

Tonks smiled softly, pulling him into an embrace. "We're better for knowing you too, Harry."

Blushing in embarrassment, Harry was about to respond when he felt someone's hand entwine with his. Glancing down, he met Hermione's smile. "You've been crying." Harry stated, brushing away the wetness that was still on her cheeks.

"Wedding's get the best of me." Hermione admitted sheepishly.

Tonks laughed, "not the only one." She nodded toward the rest of the women in the room. "Lucky there's a spell that prevents your eye make-up from running."

"Could've been a disaster." Hermione agreed chuckling. "You look beautiful Tonks." She nudged Remus playfully. "You're a lucky man Professor Lupin."

Remus grinned. "Very much so Miss. Granger." His eyes softened as Tonks stepped into his arms. "Very much so.

A/N: Thanks so much for the lovely reviews. You're all so amazing :)