A/N:Here's another chapter. Enjoy :))

Chapter 139:The wedding

There wasn't much left to do during the summer, so after we decided on the details of the Horcrux extraction, we just had fun; well, as much fun as we could have had, being more or less bound to the house. No one wanted to think of the day when we were going to return to the school. A hell of a lot of Death Eaters were roaming the streets freely, kidnapping people and killing anyone who was inconvenient or stood in their way. It wasn't safe, and it took a lot of planning on the adults' part to decide how we were going to move from the house to King's Cross. We were going to Apparate from the stairs outside the door to the charmed wall at the entrance of the 9 3/4 platform and move as fast as possible so we wouldn't attract any unwanted attention.

Just as predicted, Harry was oblivious as ever when it came to my newly received ring, just as all the other men in the house. On the other hand, the eyes of every woman that I came in contact with went straight to my ring finger and within second I was showered with questions. I swear, it was like every female on the planet had a built in ring detector. And it was tiring; it wasn't like I was planning on getting married now or soon. For all we knew, we could wait a few more years after we finished school. I was seriously considering taking it off so I could have some peace.

Speaking of marriage, Fleur had returned from France, her family with her. It took a while to put the tent up, Mrs Weasley and Fleur arguing a lot over the best positioning and about how tall it should be. The bride to be chose beautiful bridesmaid dresses, knee length and sleeveless, purple so they wouldn't clash with Ginny's hair. Her own dress was, for the most part traditional, white and puffy, floor length, but it also had black appliances that complemented her figure in every way possible. In a word, she was stunning. And with her ancestry, that was indisputable. She had also convinced Bill to get a haircut, something his mother was especially thankful for, although his hair was still not as short as she would've liked it to be. There weren't going to be a lot of guests, for it would've been too risky to inform so many people about a large meeting of most of the members of the Order, but still, about 40 persons were going to attend.

Mrs Weasley seemed to set aside every inch of hate directed towards Fleur in the week before the wedding, and she helped Mrs Delacour prepare her for the event. She even gave her the little tiara that she had worn at her own wedding. At Bill's request, all the boys were going to wear black tuxedos with purple bow ties to match the bridesmaids' dresses. There were a few grumbles about that, but the coupled glares of Mrs Weasley and Delacour shut them up. So much preparation went into this wedding, and the mothers were so stressed about everything, that I was genuinely surprised to see the bride to be so calm.

"Asss long asss Bill and I get married, I will be fine. That'ss all that I want and all I need to be happy. " Her gaze towards the oldest Weasley sibling was so filled with love that I couldn't comprehend how his mother didn't like her. (or at least didn't use to like her).

When I woke up on that day, I felt weird. This was the first wedding I had ever attended and I realized that I didn't even know how it was supposed to unfold; also, I still had in mind my own eventual wedding.

As it turned out , half of the house (most of the female half), had already been awake for the past two hours, and it was only eight in the morning. As I entered the kitchen to grab something to eat, I noticed. Mrs Weasley was cooking some pooridge, her hair pinned up with bobby pins and what seemed like half of a vial Sleekeasy's hair potion, and two lace veils were floating next to her, little lists next to each of them. I frowned.

"Good morning. "

"Oh, morning dear. Here, grab a bowl and I'll give you some pooridge. "

"Thanks. May I ask what's that? "

"Oh, I'm helping Fleur pick a veil while her mother pins up her hair. I'm making lists of advantages for each of them. You know, just to be sure."

"Oh, okay. And when should we be ready? I mean all of us in the living room. You said something about another discussion that was going to take place this morning."

"Yes, that's in two hours. Just to be sure that we have time for questions and all. Then we check everything again, eat something light, finish making the last retouches and then we start welcoming the guests. The wedding starts at five. "

And that's exactly how it went, smoothly as a Swiss watch. As soon as everyone had entered the house, and were checked, they were accompanied to the backyard, that had been beautifully decorated.

The stone walls surrounding the enlarged yard had strains climbing up them, fairy lights inside each of the delicate flowers, showering everything in a light orange glow. The way leading up to the entrance of the tent had been paved with black rock tiles, so none of the ladies would stuck their heels in the mud or mess up their dresses. The big white tent had a whole dance floor inside, which was currently occupied by the chairs for the ceremony and the aisle, at the end of which a beautiful flower and moss arch was placed, where they were going to get married. After that, the floor would be cleared and tables placed around it, so the guests and the couple could dance or sit if they felt tired. It was simply beautiful.

After they exchanged vows and shared their first kiss as husband and wife, the little arch exploded into a wave of magic that engulfed them both. They were so happy.