Author's Notes-I'm real sorry I haven't updated in such a long time, but I just got bored with it, and writing it. Oh yea and I did get the idea from Boy Meets World. ::Blushes::

Disclaimer-Nothing belongs to me.

I'm that light when you can't see

I'm that air when you can't breathe

I'm that feeling when

You can't leave

          Hermione looked at herself in the mirror. She was in her wedding dress. While she looked beautiful, she thought she looked horrible. She didn't want to marry Harry, she wanted to marry Ron. She needed him…where was he? She glanced at the mirror again. All she wanted was Ron to come home…to be with her again.

          Harry was standing at the altar waiting for the ceremony to start. He was getting married to Hermione today. Hermione, his best friend…his best friend and nothing more. He got a sick feeling in his stomach, this wasn't supposed to be him up here. It was supposed to be Ron. Marrying Hermione felt so wrong. Harry almost hated Ron for making him do this.

The organ started playing and Hermione started walking down the aisle with her father. She did look very pretty, indeed. But Harry wasn't supposed to be standing here waiting for her. He was supposed to be next to Ron, the best man smiling as his 2 best friends got married. She reached Harry and looked up and gave him a sad smile.

(Alrighty, I've been to one wedding in my life and that was when I was like 5. I don't remember much, so let's just skip ahead to this part, alright?)

          Father Conagan looked up and said, "If there is anyone here that thinks these two should not live in holy matrimony, speak now or forever hold your peace."

          Harry and Hermione took a look around and just as they both expected, Ginny stood up.

          "You can't get married! Don't you understand you just can't! Ron's still alive!" She crIed.

          "Ginny!" Mrs. Weasley tried to hold Ginny back and calm her down.

          "No, Mom! Don't tell me…"She trailed off and looked around the church. Everyone was staring at her.

          "Hermione…you love Ron. Don't tell me that you don't feel he's still alive." Ginny started.

          Hermione said nothing and looked down.

          "If you honestly feel that Ron is truly dead and will never come back to you, then go ahead and marry Harry, you have my blessing. But if you feel that he's out there somewhere…then, please…don't do this to yourself."

          Hermione took a look around the church. Everyone was staring at her with expectant eyes. She looked back at Harry as a single tear fell down her cheek.

          "I'm sorry, Harry. I'm really sorry…" Hermione whispered. She gave her bouquet to Harry and ran out of the church. Everyone was stunned.

Ginny, Harry, Fred & George all ran out of the church to go find Hermione. She was sitting on the stone church steps crying her eyes out. She looked up at them and said, "I just couldn't, I'm sorry. I still believe Ron is out there somewhere."

          Fred & George glanced at each other. Then Fred nodded.

          "We'll find him for you, Herm. We'll do whatever it takes." He said solemnly.

          And all Hermione could do is cry.