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There was no more wind. There were no clouds in the sky. It's perfect! I thought to myself. Now that Hermione is gone, I'll be able to marry Harry and then sit back and relax while I get the cushy Quidditch ride to fame and fortune.
"Carmen!" Harry called.
"Yes?" I replied, trotting over to him.
"Are you ready to start yet? The mastor of ceremonies is getting impatient." He asked.
I looked over at him, swatting red butterflies away from his face.
I rolled my eyes but said sweetly, "Yup, I'm ready."
"OK, let's do this!"
I clapped my hands, "People? PEOPLE!"
A few turned in their seats and I saw relief on their faces as they knew we'd start the wedding.
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I was really running as fast as I could to reach the wedding. Carmen was about to marry my best friend and she didn't even love him at all!
I was getting practically nowhere so I took off my shoes and threw them into the grass. Now the only problem is what do I do when I get there?
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"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to-"
"Please hurry up!" I hissed at the minister.
He blankly looked at me.
"Do you, Carmen, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?"
"Yeah, yeah. Sure, whatever! Just keep going!"
"And do you-"
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"STOP! STOP THE WEDDING!" I yelled.
All heads turned to face the strange brunette wearing no shoes and her dress ripped at places. Some people rolled their eyes, while others complained.
I drew a breath. I really didn't think it would have to be this dramatic. Oh well, better just go with it and give the best performance.
"Hermione!" Carmen said, with an air of fake surprise.
"Don't HERMIONE me, you fake!" I shouted.
"Whatever do you mean?" She asked.
"You know exactly what I mean! You've been using a love potion on Harry ever since I've known you! You're a fake and all you want is his money!" I said.
Gasps arose from the crowds. Ron, who I didn't notice was there, rushed up to me.
"Hermione, are you ok?" He asked, checking my forehead.
"I'm fine!" I said, "Let me finish!"
Carmen's blue eyes flashed dangerously, "There's more?"
"Yes, there's more!" I said, taking a step closer.
"You are a fake, a cheat and a little...SLUT! Get out of here before I have to call the authorities to lock you up!" I threatened.
She just smiled coolly and said, "You can't do anything. Love potions aren't against the law. And Harry seems to be quite contented with me."
I bit my lip. I walked up to Harry and looked him straight in the eye. They looked far-off, and misty.
"Harry?" I said.
"HARRY!?" I said, the way you would say to a toddler.
He didn't respond.
"Harry!" I said, my voice growing high.
"He won't talk." She said, calmly.
"Why not?" I spun around.
She twiddled her wand and said, "He's lost too much. He knows now only I am the one."
She laughed, evilly.
I spun back around and shook Harry's shoulders, "HARRY!"
I looked around desperatly.
"Harry! It's Hermione! You don't love Carmen! You don't love her at all!" I tried talking to him.
"You don't love her....you love me!" I said suddenly.
Carmen screeched in outrage as she whipped out her wand.
"You're such a fool, Hermione! You don't deserve to see us wed. See you in hell!" She pointed the wand at me and I just as fast took out mine and said, "Not if you don't go first!" I smiled and whispered a spell, sending frosty sparks towards her and binding her with thick cords.
I blew on my wand like it was a smoking gun and smiled triumphantly.
People sat there, just stunned and their mouths wide open.
"This is turning into some wedding!" I thought to myself.
Now, to get Harry back to himself. I thought really hard about the countercurse to the Love Potion.
I kissed him.
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ITS THE END! AWWWWWWWW! SOB! Figure out for yourselves what happens! I'll see you guys around, and be sure to look for my other stories and thanks for reviews!