As usual the standard disclaimer: JKR's, not mine!
Chapter 29 - A Vegas Wedding, Part 2
Marriage and mental institutions have something in common... you have to be crazy or committed to them! - Unknown
The day of the wedding... New Year's Eve...
"Woah, Harry..." Ron said. "Black leather...?"
Harry replied, "Yup, with shiny silver studs."
"I see you're using Sirius' old motorbike, Harry." Arthur said. "Who had it?"
"Jimmy Black, Sirius' cousin." Harry said, "Left him and his mum half his fortune, Jimmy and me share use of Grimmauld Place and he gets something else when he turns 17, that's the way the Sirius' will went. I hope wherever he is, he's getting a good laugh over his motorcycle being used in a wedding ceremony!"
Hermione asked, "Do you know how to ride this... thing?"
"Hermione, Sirius taught me how to ride this before our fifth year, so don't worry." Harry said.
Ron said, "Ginny said this morning that Serenity was freaking out a bit last night about breaking a mirror, what happened, Hermione?"
"Oh, the usual superstition, seven years bad luck thingy." Hermione said. "And who could blame her, after how she was shocked, for doing it."
"What happened?" Harry asked.
Hermione replied, "What happens at a Hen Party, stays at a Hen Party. Pretty much like a guy's night. By the way, it's time for me to get ready, see you at the ceremony."
As Hermione was walking off, Harry and Ron yelled at her, "WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO WEAR?"
"YOU'LL FIND OUT!"
A couple of hours later...
"HERE COMES THE BRIDE, BIG AS A DOUBLE WIDE, LOOK AS SHE GOES UP THE ASILE, MOVING FROM SIDE TO SIDE..." Phil & Will Malfoy and Joey Redfeather were singing and teasing Tiara as she came in her knee length off white elbow length lace and satin wedding dress into a waiting room at the wedding chapel... and she gave the two boys the classic "if looks could kill" look. "Very funny you three, at least I ain't got a big ol' dress with all the bling, bells and whistles. Ce Ce, back me up on this, c'mon you're my maid of honor!"
Cecelia Redfeather, Joey's aunt, had got there earlier that morning from Quebec and had brunch with Tiara and the bridesmaids, explaining her absence the night before at the hen party. "Last mission before I go on sabbatical. Had to help obiliviate a bunch of muggles. Got pretty nasty up there... aurors, muggle law, military and the Mounties... big old mess, that's what it was."
"Boys, hush, save the teasing for the tributes at the reception, will you?" CeCe asked.
The boys hung their head slightly low and muttered, "Yes, Cecelia."
Ce Ce then said, "Well, c'mon girl, let's get ya hitched, you can't be a young grieving widow forever now, can you?!"
After the wedding ceremony... Harry bringing in the rings on the motorcycle... the cup breaking... the broom jumping... and the kinda riding off into the sunset...
"Harry, are you sure you gave them right directions to the restaurant?" Jimmy Black asked, "The girls are getting restless over those beehive hair-do's! You know Tiara's the only one who can cancel the spell?!"
Harry replied, "Wouldn't surprise me a bit if they're snogging at every red light."
"HEY GRANGER, HOW DOES IT FEEL TO HAVE YOUR GRANDMA'S HAIRSTYLE?! I HEARD YOURS WAS THE HARDEST TO STYLE!" Draco yelled at Hermione.
Draco's mom and Molly Weasley yelled back, "HOPE YOU GET A GREY HAIR FOR EVERY NASTY INSULT YOU'VE EVER SAID TOWARDS A FEMALE, DRACO!"
Okay, that's it, for now...
