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own any of the characters I am using in this story. This disclaimer goes
for any other chapter of this fic that I forgot to disclaim (is that a
word? It seems really weird, but it's not showing up on spell check, so it
must be a word.).
Chapter Five
November fifth. The day of the wedding. Lavender had forbidden Ron to have a bachelor party, so he had of course had one and he was suffering the consequences. Somehow Parvati found out (she always found the best gossip) and told Lavender. Lavender was upset, but she refused to get too angry, this was supposed to be the best day of her life and damned if she wasn't going to enjoy it. She certainly wasn't going to ruin it by getting into a fight with Ron. She began to wonder if the wedding was as important to him as it was to her. If it was that important to him he wouldn't have gotten drunk the night before, though would he? He wouldn't want a hangover for something that was very important to him. Lavender began to seriously doubt the idea of having the wedding. She did want to be sure she really wanted to marry him; she didn't want to end up like that Pansy Parkinson girl, only twenty-two and already on her second divorce.
She and Ron had been living together for five years though, so it wasn't like she was jumping into anything. Lavender knew that Ron loved her, and she was willing to forgive him for having a bachelor party and having a hangover.
* * *
"Have some coffee, Ron," Harry said shoving a large mug of black coffee toward his friend.
"I hate coffee," Ron groaned.
"Just drink it," said Fred.
Ron reluctantly began to sip his coffee.
All of the men participating in the wedding were at the Burrow getting ready for the wedding. Ron looked around at the friendly, familiar faces. Harry was his best man, and all of his brothers, plus Lavender's younger brother, were groomsmen. Originally Ron and Lavender had planned for a small wedding, with only three friends each being part of the wedding, but Ron couldn't decided which three brothers he wanted in the wedding, and Lavender couldn't decide on just three friends, so they changed it to six groomsmen, six bridesmaids, the maid of honor, and the best man.
The guys lounged around the Burrow waiting until the very last minute to put on their uncomfortable tuxes and their pinching shoes.
* * *
The girls ran around hurriedly, trying to help Lavender and get ready themselves at the same time. "Lav, this wedding dress is gorgeous," Parvati said running her fingers along the soft material piled on a chair.
"The only problem is, I can't figure out how to put it on," muttered Lavender.
Much to Mrs. Weasley's dismay, Ron and Lavender had decided to have a fully Muggle wedding ceremony. Lavender was inviting several Muggle friends and she didn't want them to feel out of place. Ron had easily complied, he didn't really have much input on the ceremony anyway.
"Don't talk Lavender, Honey, you'll make me mess up your make-up," said Lavender's mother, who was carefully outlining her daughter's lips with lip liner.
"Lavender, I don't think I like these bridesmaid dresses," Padma Patil complained. "They're kind of plain."
Hermione didn't say anything, but she liked the dresses. They obviously weren't Padma's taste, as they weren't short and low cut.
Hermione was surprised that she was going to be part of the ceremony; Ron had sent an owl three days prior to the wedding stating that he had talked Lavender into letting her be part of the wedding. It turned out that Lavender decided that she wanted her brother to be a groomsman, and she wanted the number of groomsmen and the number of bridesmaids to be the same, so Hermione was asked on rather short notice. She was glad to be part of her friend's big day, so she had readily agreed. Of course Padma didn't like the idea of Hermione being in the wedding, the two had never gotten along But Lavender didn't mind, she and Hermione were never friends, but they had always gotten along.
The atmosphere in Lavender's apartment was growing more and more hectic as the time of the wedding grew closer.
Lavender was worrying because she couldn't find her left shoe, Parvati was frantic because her carefully styled hair was beginning to come down, One of Lavender's Muggle friends was hysterical because she had a run in her stockings, and Padma was worried that her make-up was too light and wouldn't show up in the wedding photos. Padma's make-up was anything but light, and Hermione thought that Padma resembled a clown, but kept her opinion silent.
Lavender's mother took care of everything; she used a locating charm to find the missing shoe, fixed Parvati's hair with a quick spell, transfigured a sock into a new pair of stockings for Lavender's friend, and assured Padma that her make-up looked fine. Hermione hoped that her parents wouldn't have to go through such a stressful experience when she got married. If she would ever find a guy who loved her enough to marry her. 'Chances of that don't seem very good,' Hermione thought miserably, 'I'll probably never get married.'
* * *
"Alright, I think it's time we start to get ready," Percy said sounding slightly agitated, "we don't want Ron to be late for his wedding."
"Relax Percy, we've got plenty of time," said Fred.
Percy glanced at Ron and saw that he had fallen asleep. "Ron!" he said sharply.
Ron's head snapped up. "What?" he asked dazedly.
"It's time to start getting ready for your wedding."
"Right," Ron said struggling not to fall back to sleep. His head was throbbing.
The rest of the guys reluctantly stood up and went off to find their tuxes.
* * *
A few hours later Hermione found herself in the back of a large church with, Parvati, Padma, and three of Lavender's Muggle friends. Lavender was nowhere to be seen (she was a firm believer that the bride and groom should not see each other before the wedding). A few minutes later, the doors opened and the Weasleys boys, Harry, and Lavender's brother entered the church and got into line.
Harry cast a sideways glance at Hermione. She was beautiful, there was no other word to describe her. Her hair was styled the exact same way as the other bridesmaids, and she wore the same dress as the others, but there was something that made her stand out among the others. Harry knew he shouldn't be thinking these things about Hermione. After all, it was his fault they weren't together anymore. He wished he'd taken the chance and stayed with her.
Harry glanced over at Padma and winced. She looked horrible, with more layers of makeup caked on her face than usual. Harry wasn't quite sure what he had ever seen in Padma.
"Alright, it's time to walk," the wedding director said to Harry and Parvati, who were at the front of the lines.
* * *
After the wedding, everyone went to a large banquet hall for the reception. Hermione noticed how cute Ron and Lavender looked together. She was happy for them, in spite of herself.
She sat across from Harry at the long wedding party table. Parvati sat on one side of her, and Charlie Weasley was on the other. Harry toasted Ron and Lavender, and then everyone went to get their food.
When everyone was done eating, they watched Ron and Lavender dance their first dance as a married couple. When their song ended everyone joined them on the floor. Padma stood and went to the dance floor, dragging Harry with her.
Hermione looked up, feeling slightly embarrassed as everyone at the table was asked to dance except for her. A few minutes later someone pulled out the chair next to her and sat down.
Hermione looked up expectantly, only to find Ginny.
"Hi," Hermione said politely.
"Hi," Ginny said. "Look Herm, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry about our fight five years ago. It was a stupid fight."
"It was stupid," Hermione said.
Ginny smiled. "Friends again?"
"Friends again," Hermione agreed.
"So why are you sitting here alone? Don't you feel well?"
Hermione shrugged. "Not really," she said.
"I'm sorry," Ginny said sympathetically.
Hermione and Ginny talked for a few more minutes, until a guy Hermione didn't know came over and asked Ginny to dance. Hermione was once again left alone at the table.
She was considering getting up and asking one of the Weasley boys to dance, just so she wouldn't be at the table by herself anymore, when she felt a hand touch her shoulder.
Hermione turned around to find Harry. "Oh, hi Harry," she said, surprised to see him.
"Hi," Harry said, "do you want to dance?"
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I didn't really check this chapter over for punctuation, spelling, and grammar so I'm sorry if there are some grammatical errors. Um, this chapter isn't very good but I just had to include the wedding, I'm a sucker for weddings. Thanks to everyone who has reviewed this so far!
Chapter Five
November fifth. The day of the wedding. Lavender had forbidden Ron to have a bachelor party, so he had of course had one and he was suffering the consequences. Somehow Parvati found out (she always found the best gossip) and told Lavender. Lavender was upset, but she refused to get too angry, this was supposed to be the best day of her life and damned if she wasn't going to enjoy it. She certainly wasn't going to ruin it by getting into a fight with Ron. She began to wonder if the wedding was as important to him as it was to her. If it was that important to him he wouldn't have gotten drunk the night before, though would he? He wouldn't want a hangover for something that was very important to him. Lavender began to seriously doubt the idea of having the wedding. She did want to be sure she really wanted to marry him; she didn't want to end up like that Pansy Parkinson girl, only twenty-two and already on her second divorce.
She and Ron had been living together for five years though, so it wasn't like she was jumping into anything. Lavender knew that Ron loved her, and she was willing to forgive him for having a bachelor party and having a hangover.
* * *
"Have some coffee, Ron," Harry said shoving a large mug of black coffee toward his friend.
"I hate coffee," Ron groaned.
"Just drink it," said Fred.
Ron reluctantly began to sip his coffee.
All of the men participating in the wedding were at the Burrow getting ready for the wedding. Ron looked around at the friendly, familiar faces. Harry was his best man, and all of his brothers, plus Lavender's younger brother, were groomsmen. Originally Ron and Lavender had planned for a small wedding, with only three friends each being part of the wedding, but Ron couldn't decided which three brothers he wanted in the wedding, and Lavender couldn't decide on just three friends, so they changed it to six groomsmen, six bridesmaids, the maid of honor, and the best man.
The guys lounged around the Burrow waiting until the very last minute to put on their uncomfortable tuxes and their pinching shoes.
* * *
The girls ran around hurriedly, trying to help Lavender and get ready themselves at the same time. "Lav, this wedding dress is gorgeous," Parvati said running her fingers along the soft material piled on a chair.
"The only problem is, I can't figure out how to put it on," muttered Lavender.
Much to Mrs. Weasley's dismay, Ron and Lavender had decided to have a fully Muggle wedding ceremony. Lavender was inviting several Muggle friends and she didn't want them to feel out of place. Ron had easily complied, he didn't really have much input on the ceremony anyway.
"Don't talk Lavender, Honey, you'll make me mess up your make-up," said Lavender's mother, who was carefully outlining her daughter's lips with lip liner.
"Lavender, I don't think I like these bridesmaid dresses," Padma Patil complained. "They're kind of plain."
Hermione didn't say anything, but she liked the dresses. They obviously weren't Padma's taste, as they weren't short and low cut.
Hermione was surprised that she was going to be part of the ceremony; Ron had sent an owl three days prior to the wedding stating that he had talked Lavender into letting her be part of the wedding. It turned out that Lavender decided that she wanted her brother to be a groomsman, and she wanted the number of groomsmen and the number of bridesmaids to be the same, so Hermione was asked on rather short notice. She was glad to be part of her friend's big day, so she had readily agreed. Of course Padma didn't like the idea of Hermione being in the wedding, the two had never gotten along But Lavender didn't mind, she and Hermione were never friends, but they had always gotten along.
The atmosphere in Lavender's apartment was growing more and more hectic as the time of the wedding grew closer.
Lavender was worrying because she couldn't find her left shoe, Parvati was frantic because her carefully styled hair was beginning to come down, One of Lavender's Muggle friends was hysterical because she had a run in her stockings, and Padma was worried that her make-up was too light and wouldn't show up in the wedding photos. Padma's make-up was anything but light, and Hermione thought that Padma resembled a clown, but kept her opinion silent.
Lavender's mother took care of everything; she used a locating charm to find the missing shoe, fixed Parvati's hair with a quick spell, transfigured a sock into a new pair of stockings for Lavender's friend, and assured Padma that her make-up looked fine. Hermione hoped that her parents wouldn't have to go through such a stressful experience when she got married. If she would ever find a guy who loved her enough to marry her. 'Chances of that don't seem very good,' Hermione thought miserably, 'I'll probably never get married.'
* * *
"Alright, I think it's time we start to get ready," Percy said sounding slightly agitated, "we don't want Ron to be late for his wedding."
"Relax Percy, we've got plenty of time," said Fred.
Percy glanced at Ron and saw that he had fallen asleep. "Ron!" he said sharply.
Ron's head snapped up. "What?" he asked dazedly.
"It's time to start getting ready for your wedding."
"Right," Ron said struggling not to fall back to sleep. His head was throbbing.
The rest of the guys reluctantly stood up and went off to find their tuxes.
* * *
A few hours later Hermione found herself in the back of a large church with, Parvati, Padma, and three of Lavender's Muggle friends. Lavender was nowhere to be seen (she was a firm believer that the bride and groom should not see each other before the wedding). A few minutes later, the doors opened and the Weasleys boys, Harry, and Lavender's brother entered the church and got into line.
Harry cast a sideways glance at Hermione. She was beautiful, there was no other word to describe her. Her hair was styled the exact same way as the other bridesmaids, and she wore the same dress as the others, but there was something that made her stand out among the others. Harry knew he shouldn't be thinking these things about Hermione. After all, it was his fault they weren't together anymore. He wished he'd taken the chance and stayed with her.
Harry glanced over at Padma and winced. She looked horrible, with more layers of makeup caked on her face than usual. Harry wasn't quite sure what he had ever seen in Padma.
"Alright, it's time to walk," the wedding director said to Harry and Parvati, who were at the front of the lines.
* * *
After the wedding, everyone went to a large banquet hall for the reception. Hermione noticed how cute Ron and Lavender looked together. She was happy for them, in spite of herself.
She sat across from Harry at the long wedding party table. Parvati sat on one side of her, and Charlie Weasley was on the other. Harry toasted Ron and Lavender, and then everyone went to get their food.
When everyone was done eating, they watched Ron and Lavender dance their first dance as a married couple. When their song ended everyone joined them on the floor. Padma stood and went to the dance floor, dragging Harry with her.
Hermione looked up, feeling slightly embarrassed as everyone at the table was asked to dance except for her. A few minutes later someone pulled out the chair next to her and sat down.
Hermione looked up expectantly, only to find Ginny.
"Hi," Hermione said politely.
"Hi," Ginny said. "Look Herm, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry about our fight five years ago. It was a stupid fight."
"It was stupid," Hermione said.
Ginny smiled. "Friends again?"
"Friends again," Hermione agreed.
"So why are you sitting here alone? Don't you feel well?"
Hermione shrugged. "Not really," she said.
"I'm sorry," Ginny said sympathetically.
Hermione and Ginny talked for a few more minutes, until a guy Hermione didn't know came over and asked Ginny to dance. Hermione was once again left alone at the table.
She was considering getting up and asking one of the Weasley boys to dance, just so she wouldn't be at the table by herself anymore, when she felt a hand touch her shoulder.
Hermione turned around to find Harry. "Oh, hi Harry," she said, surprised to see him.
"Hi," Harry said, "do you want to dance?"
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I didn't really check this chapter over for punctuation, spelling, and grammar so I'm sorry if there are some grammatical errors. Um, this chapter isn't very good but I just had to include the wedding, I'm a sucker for weddings. Thanks to everyone who has reviewed this so far!