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I looked at myself in the mirror the church had set up where the bride and bridesmaids could dress. I had to admit, I looked really....elegant.
Tara snuck up from behind me.
"BOO! ATTACK OF THE WEDDING SNATCHERS!" She yelled.
"ACK!" I shouted.
"Oh...it's just you." I said, turning back to the mirror.
"I just wanted to wish you luck and hope we can totally screw this wedding!" Tara added with a glint of adventure in her eyes.
"No way!" I turned back around.
"Suit yourself Hermione, but you know what you want." She shrugged and went outside of the tent.
It was a beautiful day for a wedding, to my dismay. The sun was shining, birds beginning their ever-so-annoying-yet-occasionally-lovely songs and the first signs of spring showing. Carmen was still dancing around, though I don't know how. The girl was practically wearing a circus tent! She was milling around, well...technically flitting around and poking at flowers here and there with her wand, switching their colors. A slight breeze lifted the stupid ringlets the hairdresser had done off the back of my neck. The wedding would start soon, I could see the priest preparing his notes.
"HERMIONE!" Carmen called and beckoned for me to see her.
I trotted (erm....tripped) over to where she was standing.
"Can you please be a dear and run into the church basement and get my bouquet for me?" She pleaded.
I thought in my head, "Gee, there's a downright brilliant idea. Let Hermione go down there with high-heels on and let her break her neck so you can marry Harry and live in la-la land." But instead I smiled and said "Of course."
I marched off towards the church with a picking up wind on my back.
As I reached the door, my heel broke on the sidewalk!
"GREAT! JUST GREAT!" I yelled at it, picking it up and throwing it.
I opened the door and cautiously climbed down the stairs.
I reached the bottom finally and searched around for her precious bouquet. I found it on a nearby pile of books.
"Hmm....what's this?" I wondered shifting some papers.
Love Potion:
1/2 Cup of Newt Eye
1 1/4 Goats Blood
2 Cups of Powdered Shrivlefig
5 Twigs of Knarltree.
Stir for 15 minutes. Zap with wand.
I gasped. Carmen was using a love potion on Harry! I sat there, mumbling to myself frantically, deciding what to do.
"YOU MORON!" I shouted to myself. Fastly thinking, I did the only thing I could do: RUN FOR MY LIFE.....AND HARRY'S.