As the wedding drew nearer, Harry became more and more nervous. He had gone
back out into the Muggle world to look for rings. Finally he had found the perfect
one. It was silver with a perfect pearl in the middle of a perfect little knot. Judging
from the fact that Chloe simply loved silver and pearls, it was perfect.*Where Alex stopped
Harry had picked out a black tuxedo for the wedding. He wasn't really intent on
making his hair lie flat, but whatever pleased Chloe was good enough for him.
Chloe had picked out the prettiest of dresses. It was a baby pink, the color. She had
found a matching tiara with pink rhinestones to go with the dress. She tried it on in front
of the mirror countless times. Even modest Chloe had to admit that she looked stunning.
*************************************************************
The wedding came at last.
Fred and George had never looked better. They were handsome young men, not silly
boys. Harry smiled to himself. He knew that within a day they would go back to being
mischievous troublemakers.
Chloe went off to find Mrs. Weasley.
Harry fingered the ring in his pocket. He hoped Chloe would like it.
Fred and George came striding toward Harry. They looked so happy. "Ready
to be our best man, Harry?" "You bet I am."
The ceremony started. Tears of happiness stained Molly's cheeks as her daughter
Ginny walked down the aisle. What a flowergirl she made!
Harry dozed off listening to the reverend's endless droning. He quickly straightened
up, not wanted to miss anything. Knowing Fred and George, they had something
extravagant planned.
And, sure enough, they did. As Georgia and Freida admired their wedding rings, they
suddenly exploded. The crowd ooh'd and aah'd. Glittering paper hearts lay in the brides' hair. Fred and George slipped the real rings on their fingers, and the ceremony continued.
********************************************************
Harry had never been to a wizard wedding before. He had imagined owls, even cornish
pixies jumping around with wedding rings tied to them, but nothing such as this.
There were tasty dishes from all over the world. Exotic flower arrangements and ice sculptures of the brides and grooms could be seen on each table. The candles were of the
sort that couldn't start a fire. And the mood was so romantic. The band that was playing at
the wedding was playing a slow song. "May I have this dance?" Harry asked Chloe. "No,
of course not!" She grinned at him playfully. She put both her arms around Harry's neck.
They kept dancing, even when everyone else had stopped to eat and there was so music.
Chloe rested her head on Harry's shoulders. Everyone stared at them. But they didn't care.
They were walking on air.
The evening progressed, and Harry and Chloe finally stopped dancing. They shared a
sundae with whipped cream and a cherry on top. Harry decided that it was time.
"Chloe, would you mind going outside with me for a minute?" "Of course."
The two of them walked outside, hand in hand. Nightflowers were in bloom. Fireflies lit up the garden, creating a perfect romantic setting. They strolled through the garden
silently, admiring its beauty.
Then Harry finally did it. He knelt down in front of Chloe, grinning like mad. He took out
the ring and held it out, case open. He looked up at Chloe, and any doubts that he had
vanished. Life without Chloe wasn't worth living.
Magic was in the air as Harry said the words. "Chloe, will you marry me?"
Time stood still for a few seconds. Then Chloe, recovering from the initial shock, pulled
Harry up so that he faced her. She looked straight into his radiant green eyes. For a
second, Harry thought she would say no. But then, "Yes, Harry! Of course I'll marry
you!"
Harry swept Chloe into a passionate kiss. They stood there, in the semi-darkness, and to
them there was nobody in the world but each other. One thing led to another, and soon
they were both somewhere in the bushes, hidden from sight.
**************************************************
Morning dawned. Harry leaned over and woke Chloe with a kiss.
"Good morning," She said cheerfully. Both she and Harry were covered with leaves. It
seemed that a special shower of rose petals had fallen during the night, as Harry and Chloe
were also covered with red rose petals. The fireflies had been replaced by glittering
butterflies. Harry pushed one out of Chloe's hair, and it fluttered near the couple. Chloe grinned at Harry. He grinned back.
back out into the Muggle world to look for rings. Finally he had found the perfect
one. It was silver with a perfect pearl in the middle of a perfect little knot. Judging
from the fact that Chloe simply loved silver and pearls, it was perfect.*Where Alex stopped
Harry had picked out a black tuxedo for the wedding. He wasn't really intent on
making his hair lie flat, but whatever pleased Chloe was good enough for him.
Chloe had picked out the prettiest of dresses. It was a baby pink, the color. She had
found a matching tiara with pink rhinestones to go with the dress. She tried it on in front
of the mirror countless times. Even modest Chloe had to admit that she looked stunning.
*************************************************************
The wedding came at last.
Fred and George had never looked better. They were handsome young men, not silly
boys. Harry smiled to himself. He knew that within a day they would go back to being
mischievous troublemakers.
Chloe went off to find Mrs. Weasley.
Harry fingered the ring in his pocket. He hoped Chloe would like it.
Fred and George came striding toward Harry. They looked so happy. "Ready
to be our best man, Harry?" "You bet I am."
The ceremony started. Tears of happiness stained Molly's cheeks as her daughter
Ginny walked down the aisle. What a flowergirl she made!
Harry dozed off listening to the reverend's endless droning. He quickly straightened
up, not wanted to miss anything. Knowing Fred and George, they had something
extravagant planned.
And, sure enough, they did. As Georgia and Freida admired their wedding rings, they
suddenly exploded. The crowd ooh'd and aah'd. Glittering paper hearts lay in the brides' hair. Fred and George slipped the real rings on their fingers, and the ceremony continued.
********************************************************
Harry had never been to a wizard wedding before. He had imagined owls, even cornish
pixies jumping around with wedding rings tied to them, but nothing such as this.
There were tasty dishes from all over the world. Exotic flower arrangements and ice sculptures of the brides and grooms could be seen on each table. The candles were of the
sort that couldn't start a fire. And the mood was so romantic. The band that was playing at
the wedding was playing a slow song. "May I have this dance?" Harry asked Chloe. "No,
of course not!" She grinned at him playfully. She put both her arms around Harry's neck.
They kept dancing, even when everyone else had stopped to eat and there was so music.
Chloe rested her head on Harry's shoulders. Everyone stared at them. But they didn't care.
They were walking on air.
The evening progressed, and Harry and Chloe finally stopped dancing. They shared a
sundae with whipped cream and a cherry on top. Harry decided that it was time.
"Chloe, would you mind going outside with me for a minute?" "Of course."
The two of them walked outside, hand in hand. Nightflowers were in bloom. Fireflies lit up the garden, creating a perfect romantic setting. They strolled through the garden
silently, admiring its beauty.
Then Harry finally did it. He knelt down in front of Chloe, grinning like mad. He took out
the ring and held it out, case open. He looked up at Chloe, and any doubts that he had
vanished. Life without Chloe wasn't worth living.
Magic was in the air as Harry said the words. "Chloe, will you marry me?"
Time stood still for a few seconds. Then Chloe, recovering from the initial shock, pulled
Harry up so that he faced her. She looked straight into his radiant green eyes. For a
second, Harry thought she would say no. But then, "Yes, Harry! Of course I'll marry
you!"
Harry swept Chloe into a passionate kiss. They stood there, in the semi-darkness, and to
them there was nobody in the world but each other. One thing led to another, and soon
they were both somewhere in the bushes, hidden from sight.
**************************************************
Morning dawned. Harry leaned over and woke Chloe with a kiss.
"Good morning," She said cheerfully. Both she and Harry were covered with leaves. It
seemed that a special shower of rose petals had fallen during the night, as Harry and Chloe
were also covered with red rose petals. The fireflies had been replaced by glittering
butterflies. Harry pushed one out of Chloe's hair, and it fluttered near the couple. Chloe grinned at Harry. He grinned back.