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Note on Story: I made up all the names of places and people. And French is not my third language, Spanish is. And I think I spelled the translation of joy wrong . . . and I can't check. Also, I am very sorry for the long delay. This was meant to be out sometime around New Year's Eve. Only during that time, FF.net decided to not get along with my computer. I could not load the page.
Uh-oh. I had forgotten one reviewer. *smacking head* They had reviewed the first posted before I had deleted it.
The Dragon Guardian of the Sea: Sorry about my forgetfulness! It is a big nuisance. I woke up in the middle of the night with a start because I forgot to put you on my thank you list. *blushing* And believe it or not that idea of Harry asking Ginny to plan her own wedding is quite popular. I have to admit that was the initial ending, but that was too obvious. The actual plot took me forever to work out so I hope it isn't what people expect. ^^
A little note on e-mailing people to tell them when I update . . . eh-heh, I would do that if I remember. And seeing as my memory is not dependable (see note above), that would be a little difficult. I will try to e-mail anyone who wants me to do so. Just e-mail me or do something so I would be informed.
And now for the actual planning part of the wedding . . .
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In Which Ginny Doesn't Get Any Answer!
"Now we plan," Ginny announced ridding the air of discomfort.
"Okay," Harry said in agreement. It was the type of answer that does not help the previous statement ease the tension in the air. Harry is clueless, how did I ever think I liked him? Ginny let out a sigh of resignation and resentment.
"Okay first things first. We get the guest list ready," Ginny opened her folder and charmed the nearest quill to write the names of the people down.
"Err . . ." was the only reaction from Harry. Ginny looked for him to continue while the quill was suspended in midair in . . . suspense? "The list has not been worked out yet."
Ginny nodded slowly unsure of what to do. There was the romantic thought of Harry asking her to plan a wedding exactly the way she wanted her wedding to be only to reveal she was his bride in the last minute. But that isn't something Harry would do. Malfoy would since he's such an arrogant prat, but Harry? No, he would never do that.
"Why don't we work on the decorations then? I'll get the numbers calculated once we get it done." This was something Harry could answer since he was nodding in relief? Ginny looked at the messy haired man sitting next to her. Why does he seem nervous? "Okay. Flowers. What type or types and color."
"Lilies – a bouquet of different types. Calla Lilies, Day Lillies, those tropical Lilies that's supposed to look like star."
"Harry? When is this wedding going to take place?" Ginny asked. All the flowers he mentioned are not very beautiful during the winter.
"Late July or early August," Harry answered. That made things earlier. The flowers would be in full bloom and the wedding would have a tropical look.
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The planning session was easy, to an extent. In the end, Harry decided it would be better to select the tablecloths and napkins and such when he actually saw the product. So a few days later, Ginny and Harry went shopping.
"The tablecloths should be white with gold embroidery on the edges," Harry directed the man when no available tablecloths had the design he wanted. Ginny was shocked to find how much money this wedding is going cost. The place of the wedding will at a Romanesque/Gothic church and the reception is to be held at Joie de Vie hotel/resort. The hotel didn't have a large vicinity, but it was spacious yet small enough for it to be reserved for four days and three nights . . . with two balls. One on the first night and one on the last.
The whole ordeal was giving Ginny a headache. Not because of Harry, well it does include him. She still doesn't know who is bride, and there were just a few things that need to be taken care of by the bride.
". . . Ginny, should the napkins be green or silver?" Ginny snapped out of her revelry.
"That depends on the centerpiece."
"It will have lilies."
"Then green. It would match better. Green as the foundation for plates and plants." Harry grinned at her response.
"Yeah, the napkins will be green. Besides, having a silver-colored napkin would be funny." The man was furiously jotting down all the custom made items that Harry was ordering. The clerk didn't know if he should be happy that someone was going to spend so much money, or if he should be stressed out.
Finally, Ginny and Harry was finished with the store. And fifty more to go, both thought unhappily.
"Harry? Who is the bride?" Ginny asked finally. She was sick of rattling her head for guesses. As of right now, every single female might be the bride, which is not better from where she first began.
The man that had been a hero since he was an infant looked like the end of his life was near.
"Why do you want to know?" Harry asked. Ginny didn't know how to respond to that. Say she was purely curious would ruin the client relationship. But telling him some issues need to be taken care of by the bride wouldn't work since he had everything planned so well himself. Ginny was merely there to guide him through. Making sure he didn't forget anything.
"I was just wondering where she might be," Ginny said quietly. As she said it, remorse filled her heart and made so heavy that she felt like she was crumbled so she could fit under a rock. The statement didn't sound as innocent as what Ginny meant. For one, it suspected Harry of whether or not he had a bride to begin with. After all, she did question it in her reply to Harry although it was teasing him.
Let's hope he doesn't think too deeply about what I said. Really, the meaning is as it is said. There were no secret messages or meanings concealed. Well, there is, but it doesn't matter. I mean, I am planning his wedding so why would I tell him I like, love, no like, no, love . . . bah. Why would I tell him that?
"She is on assignment," Harry answered softly. That was all Harry said before he entered the next store.
Aw shucks. I think he did think too much on what I had said. That's why it took him so long to answer. Now this is going to be a very long shopping trip. And the next three months is going to be the seventh circle of Dante's inferno.
Wait, did he say on assignment? But that could mean Aurora. She is on assignment. Or it could be Malfoy, no wait. Harry said she and I know he isn't homosexual . . . eh, why did I even think that? Now it shouldn't be Aurora since she wouldn't do this to me. She better not do this to me, so who is "she"?
"Ginny? Hello?" Harry Potter has been trying to get Ginny's attention for the past minute and a half. She had to have been concentrating on something; otherwise she would be alert.
"Yes?" Ginny said finally back to reality.
"Where do we go next?" That's all?! Ginny thought surprised. That was all he wanted to ask me about? Hey didn't he just go into the store? Harry had guessed what Ginny had thought when he saw the look on her face, not to mention her mouth was slightly agape but it was quickly pursed together in confusion. "That store didn't have what we need."
Ginny looked at the name of the store. An apothecary? No wonder. "All the reservations were made, oh! We need a band or some type of music at the reception." Ginny shouted as she flipped through her portfolio.
"Where do you reserve a band?" Harry asked with the knitted brows.
"Well, you don't reserve bands. More like invite them."
"Oh. So which band should we invite?"
We? Ginny, get a grip. Not "we" as in Harry and Ginny. "We" as in Harry and his bride. Oh I really need help. By the end of this wedding, I will be speaking to myself and heaven forbid me to act like those odd professional even planners that are just plain crazy.
"I don't know, the Clementine Sisters would be good." Harry nodded softly at Ginny's suggestion.
"Will you invite them for me?" Ginny nodded. Of course she will. It is her job. She was supposed to negotiate and reserve and buy and plan. Not Harry, although he is doing the first few steps of buying and planning.
"Anything else?" Harry asked. Ginny returned to her portfolio.
"Shouldn't be anything besides . . . the wedding dress, bride's maids dresses, clothing for the groom and his entourage." Ginny said. "Though you might want to consult your fiancée about that." Upon mentioning his future wife, Harry turned bright red. And maybe it was Ginny's ear, but it sounded like Harry muttered, "you are going to pay Malfoy."
~*~finis for now~*~
Omni's Rambles and Thank Yous:
Rambles – so did you like this one? I had problems sleeping so I am able to finish this. And I think I am hurrying myself to at least get near the wedding in a week. Though the chapters might not be posted since the place I am going does not have Internet access.
And a mini poll: would you rather prefer one with the length of what I posted awhile ago? Or the length of today's? Or in between? I have problems with my chapters since some of them quite long. . . see Royalty, eh and you'd know.
Okay, Thankee time:
Shadow Mouse: Yay! I am on the right track, yipeee!! *head swells like a balloon, having a hard time deflating it.* I hope my ending would be happy – to everyone else. To me, it is, but I am odd.
Dini40seven: Um, getting there. My goal is to finish this on Valentines Day. With about three to five chapters left, that should be easy right? *prays comparative government and Chemistry will suddenly be very easy.*
Sparkle Tangerine: Ooh! I like your name! Oky, back on track now . . . thank you, I try to make my stories interesting, though I think they eventually become slow until one of my betas smack upside my head. Only this might be a problem since this story isn't beta-ed. Hmm, would you like to tell when it stops getting interesting? And yes, poor Ginny. I think I was too hard on her in this chapter.
Santa Claus: Wow! You are back. *hug and squeal* But seriously, I love it when people do come back and read my ficcies. But what if the blatant title was misleading? Hmm? I thing I should stop babbling for I might say the ending. Trust me, it is a bit unexpected. But enough about the title. I think I'll leave it as it is. ^^ Thank you for your guidance!
Sara Lee: Ooh! You are back too! *more hugs and squeals* Okay. I'll stop now. Like I said, I have no preference for pairings. But in this ficcy, it will be Harry and Ginny . . . I guess. I don't think they will kiss – for I have no clue how to write that. *hides under some ominous rock* So, yeah, um, eh, okay.
Crazy Benji: Uh-huh. Maybe, I won't give any info on the end. One, that was the most obvious solution, which I admit is/was one of my endings. But during my planning of this story, there were at least 5 different endings, each one being stranger. But I hope you will continue reading this ficcy to find out!
Aeris Deathscythe: Uh . . . okay. I agree with you completely on Harry needed a female counterpart that is a canon character; however for me, I don't really care unless that female is Cho. I think I explained somewhere that it seems morally wrong when a girl is dating a guy that saw her ex die. Anyway, I skimmed through some of your stories (I would have read it when I had the time! Bad school . . . ) and I like them a lot! Teehee, thanks for reviewing!
Toodles!
Love everybody!
Omni – exclamations specialist