The Wedding of the Boy Hero
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Quick Note: I might not be able to get a chapter out a week. My school is being very mean. Had five tests this week. Three in one day!
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Chapter Three: Girl Talks!
New Years Day did not feel special for Ginny. She had woken up feeling hungover due to the lack of sleep. The day didn't feel like a day of new beginnings either. Ginny's brain was still battering Ginny by sending too many curiosity neurons.
Gah! I need to stop thinking about the wedding. I really, really, really, really need a break. This is not good. You'd think I would not fall for Harry so hard, but here I am, still pinning for the guy when he is obviously taken. I mean, this is his wedding I am planning for goodness sakes! I need some one to talk to, to calm my mind, preferably some strange with no knowledge of this wedding, Harry, or me.
As Ginny was busy talking to herself, a cockatiel flew through Ginny's window and expertly knocked Mimi off her perch. The disgruntled hoots from Mimi drew Ginny out of her reverie and brought her attention to the bird that carried a letter from Aurora (the birds the auror used as messengers are diverse enough to give Ginny a lesson on birds).
HI GINNY!!
As you can tell, I am hyper beyond recognition and I have been driving Mr. Malfoy utterly insane. Did you like the presents he gave you and the rest of the Weasley crew? If you have any objections, feel free to ask for new ones! Draco was too chicken to tell those secretaries to bugger off . . . kind of funny since when did Mr. Evil PMS-y Man become afraid of intelligent blonde ditzes? That was oxymoronic but I think that juice-thingy Draco bought me had alcohol. Remind me to hurt him when I get back.
So how are you? Yep, I am asking you now that I am done with my complaints. How are you going with a certain green-eyed hero? Nope, not the brunette that saved us from walking in a rainstorm, the one currently sitting behind a desk. I think you might need to save poor Harry from those new secretaries. I would much prefer those old ladies that are can have "mother-hen" on their resumes if they ever write on again . . .
A well, have to go Gin. I think the drink did contain alcohol, now that I rechecked the menu. I see you soon! And do write back a real letter. Not a hurried scribble of thank you for the presents. And yes I am pouting!
Love,
AuroraGinny chuckled at her friend's letter. It was true; Aurora cannot handle any alcohol. They were at one party and Aurora had taken a few sips of wine and the sky almost collapsed. Everyone present was surprised at the range of Aurora's personalities. Ginny could have said her best friend could rival Malfoy's PMS-y days. A little peck on the window brought Ginny back in reality. A barn owl entered Ginny's house.
"Oh! Hermione wrote me a note!" Ginny exclaimed for absolutely no reason.
The cockatiel gave the barn owl a condescending look. Ginny felt bad for Hermione's owl. The problem with exotic birds is they seem to be very arrogant of their unusual qualities.
"Thank you," Ginny spoke to the tropical bird with respect. "You can go back now. I'll write to Aurora later." The cockatiel gave Mimi an evaluating look as if the normal owl was not classy enough to bring a letter back to the correct recipient.
Ginny turned her attention back to Hermione's owl. It seems all the bridesmaids will be meeting at Hermione and Ron's house for a bridal meeting. The ladies would be discussing the dress and the like. Perhaps I might even know who the mysterious bride is! Uh-oh. This is not a good sign Ginny. You are subconsciously obsessed with Harry's bride, not to mention you are talking to yourself! After beating her head with an imaginary hammer, Ginny scribbled a quick reply to Hermione in confirmation of her attendance.
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"Ginny! Come in!" Hermione exclaimed when she opened the door. The healthy aura of a pregnant lady was clear around the former Hogwarts Know-it-all. "Lavender and Parvati are here already. Get yourself settled in the living room. I am going to get some tea and cookies for snacking."
Ginny nodded and went to the living room. When Hermione is pregnant, arguing with her is pointless. She has her mind set on something and there is nothing anyone can do to change. Ron has a tendency to start an unwanted argument and Harry and Ginny have to patch up the drift between the couple. Now that the discussion is going to be on the design of the dresses of bridesmaids, this is going to be an interesting meeting.
"Hi Gin!" Parvati and Lavender greeted. There were already some wedding magazines open to bridesmaid dresses and the girls were flipping though the catalogue. Ginny plopped on the nearby seat and got out her portfolio for planning the wedding.
"Wow Gin," Lavender teased, "are you going professional?"
"Who is going professional?" Hermione asked as she carried the tray of food towards the other girls.
"No one is, Herm." Ginny let out a dramatic sign. "Don't get too happy. You are not getting the lovely chance of smacking me." After Ginny had planned the first wedding of a stranger, the redhead had suffered psychologically and physically. Being busy with her studies and making the special occasion able to happen had taken a toll on the total number of hours of sleep. And consequently, Ginny became quite snappy. All of her friends were on the receiving end of the temper and it took a large gathering of family and friends to get Ginny back to normal. Temporarily hurtful words were shared, but the money saved from hiring a psychoanalyst was worth it. Besides, everything that was said at the meeting may have been cruel at the time, but a few hours later, everyone laughed over what said. That had been memorable, since Aurora had discovered her sensitivity to alcohol at that gathering.
"Darn! But at least only special people get you to be their wedding planner," Hermione answered with a smile. A smile that suddenly had an evil edge to it. "So how much is Harry paying you?"
"I don't know, the fee was never discussed . . ." Ginny stumbled through the answer. It was true; they never did discuss her payment.
"We will give poor Ginny a break now. She is probably already stressed about the wedding. Why don't we decide on the dresses to make her job easier?" Lavender said off handedly.
"Decide on the dress to make my job easier? Ha! I'd like to see the day shopping with you guy will make anything simple for me," Ginny replied bitterly, though with humor. Two of the bridesmaids are fashion freaks. Their closets are filled with the latest trends. Hermione doesn't care much of the trendy-ness of her clothing, but they have to fit her fashion style, but that changes every months. At least all three ladies are good at altering the outfits . . . unlike Ginny.
The discussion was already difficult enough when Lavender, Parvati, and Hermione had already chosen a dress from the catalogue they had. Convincing the three to look at the catalogue in which Harry chose the dresses was a task to be afraid of.
"No offense Ginny, but Harry's
choices? Are you sure you trust him? He is a male for goodness sake!" Parvati
exclaimed when she realized there was even a higher potential of not getting
what she wanted.
"Will you look before you make hasty judgments?" Ginny pleaded. Listening to three friends argue about styles was giving her a migraine. She took out the catalogues and threw the female one at Parvati. It didn't take long for the fashion "experts", namely Lavender and Parvati to be gapping at the dresses found on the catalogue.
"Oh my! I must say I am impressed." That was all Parvati could say. She was too busy looking at all the dresses.
"What catalogue is it?" Lavender asked tilting her head. Her partner in fashion was still flipping through the catalogue with gentle fingers like it was a treasured photo album. Finally, Lavender was annoyed with not being able to see so she snatched the book away only to drop it immediately.
"So?" Parvati asked rather annoyed as well. When her eyes landed on the title, her face was a mask of shock as well.
"It just says Dernier Cri . . ." Hermione looked at Ginny, who only shrugged as well.
"Are you kidding? First of all, these dresses cost a fortune. Second of all, all the designers had won various awards in both muggle and wizadry society . . .hence the high cost. My, I must say the bride is a very lucky girl," Lavender finished her rant with a dreamy sigh. "Now I wish my husband would do that for me."
"Right, that is if you are not switching favorites every day!" Parvati teased. Ginny didn't participate in the repartee. The word "bride" had gotten her attention again. Damn! I really need to get a grip on myself!
"Who is the bride?" Ginny blurted out since the bridesmaids were happily talking about her. Upon hearing the question all three stopped their conversation immediately.
"Uh . . ."
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Omni's Rambles: Don't worry. As you probably know about my personality from my other notes, I won't give out information on who is the bride is. So it really isn't much of a cliffhanger. ^^
Notes of Appreciation:
Female Fred: I am so sorry! I didn't mean to make your head spin. Oh my goodness, I am so sorry. But did you enjoy it? Anyway, about the name, my name is nowhere near Fred as well. But for a teacher who is willing to call me Vanilla or George, it made sense to him. Now he just calls me whatever comes to mind. When an odd name is called, that usually would be me. ^^
Aindel: What do you think Malfoy's part is? I might give you a small hint . . . but if it is marrying Ginny off to him, hmmm. Why not? I think I'll write something like that sometime. I could give it a try. Anyway, Malfoy is not marrying Ginny though. Our favorite female redhead is infatuated with Harry (and she is trying to deny that.).
Sara Lee: Good plan, but no. Ferret is going to have a part. Maybe I'll have Ginny yell at him or something. He is still somewhat estranged from Ginny, Harry, Hermione, Ron, etc.
Marajade3081: Same here. Poor Ginny! We need to start a support group for her. But her friends will tell her something the next time I post. It might be next week or the week after. School hasn't been nice.
Bucky: Thank you! And I'll try to marry Harry off the correct person. I will try. But can't give much comfort there, otherwise the plot will be ruined. Sorry.
Nia 88: Who is the bride? I dunno. You tell me. ^^ Did you really think I would give that away? If I did, the plot would be given away . . .
Harry-luver200316: I will try to get a chapter out a week! Is that agreeable? And sure why not, Ginny marries Harry, lives happily ever after; though in my plots, that would get difficult.
MoNmOn: You are a very succinct person aren't you? But thanks, I hope it doesn't get boring.
Tekki(): Thank you! So how did you do at your skating competition? You sounded happy. And Mountain Dew probably would allow you to do fifty more cartwheels, if I can do cartwheels. ^^
Beth e(): So a Hermione/Draco fan? Would you get mad at me if I am not very nice to Draco?? And hey! I am supposed to be keeping the bride a secret . . . not the reviewers. I don't even know if I am keeping things secret or not if you keep on doing that. *pout*
Crazyme89: I think it is normal to talk to yourself all the time. Only I get people telling me that it isn't normal. Yep, plot thickens, and probably thins quickly too. Can't write mysteries very well, which is why I love and worship J.K. Rowling. She can keep secrets. ^^
cosmoz(): Ginny is the bride? Well that is a newsflash! No really, I am not telling! Though I think my shell is cracking . . . that is not good!
The Dragon Guardian of the Sea(): Thinking is good. That is what my teachers tell me, but then again, my friends and I are getting ready to see a shrink. I actually have had a doctor suggest that, "We need to help you deal with stress." What do they mean by that? I deal with stress perfectly fine. There might be some paper shreds and a broken pencil, but I think everyone does that. Maybe some screaming too.
Love you all! Reading the reviews has made my day, and made by secretive shell crack. That might be a good thing depending on your opinion.
~Omni