Trust in Me Chapter Eleven, a harry potter fanfic

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TRUST IN ME
by Tyde

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Chapter Eleven

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Hermione Granger, Mediwitch extraordinaire, was singing.

In the second row on the groom's side Percy was nodding his head and tapping his foot in time to the music that was floating in the air. Those lessons in Hogsmeade had certainly paid off. He'd have to congratulate Madam Griggs, she'd taught Hermione brilliantly, even better than himself!

As the delightful notes of her voice rang out in the chapel Ron's eyes widened in surprise.

Every time our eyes meet
This feeling inside me
Is almost more than I can take
Baby when you touch me
I can feel how much you love me
And it just blows me away
I've never been this close to anyone or anything
I can hear your thoughts
I can see your dreams

I don't know how you do what you do
I'm so in love with you
It just keeps getting better
I wanna spend the rest of my life
With you by my side
Forever and ever
Every little thing that you do
Baby I'm amazed by you

The smell of your skin
The taste of your kiss
The way you whisper in the dark
Your words all around me
Baby you surround me
You touch every place in my heart
Oh it feels like the first time every time
I wanna spend the whole night in your eyes

After an initial moment of stunned silence the gathered guests broke out into applause.

A couple of wolf whistles from the second row indicated Fred and George's appreciation. Mrs Granger's eyes were brimming with tears and her husband was looking dreamily into the air, his hand stroking his wife's arm lovingly.

Mrs Weasley who hadn't stopped sobbing with happiness since the ceremony had started was practically melting into her chair.

Ron looked flabbergasted and he was blushing profusely. Hermione beamed at him and she had also gone red.

"Ronald Weasley I also ask you to take these vows I have expressed and lock them away in your heart, right next to the place you have reserved for me". She squeezed his hands tightly and leaned over to whisper something else. "Surprised?"

She turned back to Mister Weasley who was waiting patiently to guide them through the next part of the ceremony. Just a few minutes later the rings had been magically bound on their fingers and their first kiss as man and wife was underway.

With their eyes closed it was like everybody else in the world didn't matter. Holding her gently by the chin Ron let the past few months wash over him. All the ridiculous events leading up to this now meant nothing. It was all about him and her and their lips. After about a minute he could hear his dad clearing his throat quietly. Blushing, Hermione broke away first and they turned to face the crowd.

"Ladies and gentlemen, may I present to you Mister and Mrs Ronald Weasley!"

There was even more thunderous applause as they walked down the aisle, bubbles and Insta-confetti issuing from the wands on the wizarding side of the aisle and confused but happy looks coming from the Muggle side as they tossed blood red rose petals into the air.

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Despite Molly's best efforts a few Weasley Wizard Wheezes products had made it onto the serving trays of hors d'oeuvres.

An old product, with a new twist, had been placed on the trays with little bits of cheese and cabanossi. Canary Crackers did exactly what Canary Creams had done, but they had added powdered Billywig stingers so that not only did the victim turn into a large canary they also levitated and would start to fly around the room.

As luck would have it their very first victim Neville popped one into his mouth. Within seconds he'd sprouted feathers and was chirping in a rather melancholy way as he flapped around the room and narrowly dodged the candle chandelier in the middle of the dance floor.

Fred and George were beside themselves with laughter and gave a big mental tick to the product development department for that one.

Not long after, Hermione's cousin Lloyd (who'd been questioning Professor McGonagall on exactly how old she was supposed to be) joined Neville up in the air and they flapped around for a while together. After Lloyd reverted back to his normal form he seemed greatly subdued and kept his mouth shut, pretending like nothing happened. Fred and George kept sneaking up behind him to offer him tidbits to eat and at one point he ran screaming like a girl out of the hall and into the cold snow outside to avoid them.

Hermione's great Aunt Gladys had looked positively shocked at the effects of the Canary Crackers until Mister Weasley told her it was just a trick of the eye. "Something David Coppyfeldish' he muttered which seemed to mollify her. Also, as Mrs Granger pointed out, the four glasses of sherry she'd already downed were probably four too many and maybe she should stick to water.

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Mister Weasley scanned the crowd but it seemed that Harry Potter had completely disappeared. There was his empty chair at the bridal table – this simply wouldn't do! He pulled Seamus away from a rather bewildered looking girl that turned out to be one of Hermione's distant cousins.

Evidently when the young Irishman had started talking about something 12 inches and rather springy she hadn't realised he was talking about his new wand that he was immensely proud of. She'd nearly fainted when he suggested he whip it out and show it to her.

Arthur's hand was on his shoulder and he leaned in to whisper in his ear.

"Not to cause alarm or anything but Harry is missing. It's time for the speeches and we can't start without him. See if you can rustle him up, would you?"

"Sure thing, Sir. Last I heard he was headed to the toilets. Too many pints no doubt! Gotta learn to hold his liquor that one"

Finnigan headed off in the direction of the bathrooms that were the only part of the glass structure that weren't see-through. One of the lavatory doors was closed and he assumed this was where Harry had to be. Seamus beat on the wooden door.

"Come on Harry, it's time for the speeches! You've been in there ages. You should have taken some of Thomas's Anti-Nausea Draught before you started drinking"

The Irishman mistakenly thought Harry'd had too much to drink and was saying 'hullo' to the toilet bowl. Harry broke away rather quickly at the sound of Seamus's voice.

"Be out in a minute" he said quickly whilst trying to vigorously wipe the lipstick off his face. "Er, Gin. I think we'll have to finish this later".

He looked at her leaning against the wall of the toilet cubicle with a flushed look on her face. She looked down right thoroughly kissed. Nothing like a wedding to get you all hot for somebody.

"That Finnigan has terrible timing," she grumbled while following him out of the cubicle, her fingers interlaced with his.

Seamus looked on shocked. "Well that doesn't at all look suspicious"

"Course it looks suspicious" giggled Ginny, "What else would we be doing alone in a toilet? Honestly Seamus. And you really should close your mouth, you might swallow a fly or something"

They hurried into the main hall and back up to the bridal table so that the speeches could start. Mister Weasley, Lavender & Parvati and Seamus & Dean all did their speeches and then it was Harry's turn. He wasn't used to this, being that this was the first wedding he'd been to, and he just hoped that his speech wasn't too pathetic sounding.

"Where does one start? Ron and Hermione are my best friends, my first friends actually. I remember the day we met on the Hogwarts Express. He had dirt on his nose and she was a bossy know-it-all"

He glanced at the happy couple who were gazing intently into each other's eyes.

"Well at least Ron learned how to clean his face after that, Hermione however..." he trailed off to peals of laughter echoing around the hall.

"We had some adventures there I can tell you now, although I'm sure that most of you would have already read about it in the Daily Prophet no doubt. I'm uncertain I would have survived the years that I have if it wasn't for them! After the Yule Ball in fourth year Gryffindor house starting taking bets on how long it would take the two of them to get together. How could they not see that they were meant for each other when the rest of the school knew it? For the smartest girl I've ever met, Mione could be a bit daft sometimes. So the jackpot grew and Finnigan lost a lot of money" there were sniggers from Dean Thomas and a sharp elbow to his side by Seamus "but Fred and George seemed to come up trumps with 8 years, 3 months and 27 days! So finally Ron and Hermione were on their way towards this day. They are a fantastic team together, two of the loveliest people you'll ever meet! I can't say enough good things about these two and as Ron would say they are just bloody brilliant! So I ask you now to charge your glasses to the Bride and Groom"

The gathering all rose their glasses as one and repeated "To the Bride and Groom!" while sipping at their Gigglaberry champagne which had the effect of just what the name suggested. Giggles sprung up all over the place and soon Muggles and wizards alike were on the floor holding their sides in laughter.

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Just before the dancing was to commence was the traditional time for the bride and groom to give each other their gifts to one another. Ron put a medium sized box on the table in front of Hermione and sat back eagerly anticipating her reaction once she opened it.

People craned their necks to see what it was that she was unwrapping. Removing the lid and reaching in she extracted a photo album and another box, this one was a lot smaller however and seemed to be made of frosted glass with a metal bow attached to the top of it.

He gestured that she should open the box first and she did so taking out a set of keys, all highly polished and looking brand new. She turned to look at him curiously. Ron nodded his head and pointed at the photo album.

Hermione turned the first page over and her eyes met with a wizard photograph of a gorgeous little cottage, a thatched roof, a chimney merrily smoking away and a darling garden path that led through rose bushes and a herb garden towards the front door that was framed by an apple blossom vine in full bloom.

"Oh Ron it's wonderful" she flung her arms around him and hugged him fiercely. "You and the boys have been busy haven't you?" He nodded and kissed her lightly.

"It's got enough bedrooms inside to have a proper Weasley family too," he whispered in her ear.

"I wouldn't dream of anything else" she murmured back. She held the photo album up so all could see it and then Mrs Weasley took it to show it around the room. Hermione glanced at the clock on the wall and stood up to address the crowd.

"My present to Ron should be arriving any moment so if everyone would please follow me out onto the lawn we can prepare for it". The scraping of chairs on glass filled the room as everyone stood up to join the newlyweds outside.

Standing out on the snowy lawn Hermione pointed to the sky. Out of seemingly nowhere seven flashes of orange appeared. They whizzed past Ron so fast his cloak flew up and slapped him gently in the face.

Even though he already knew it was coming he was still struck by the awesome spectacle. The players robes had been painted with a sheen of fairy dust and they shimmered in the moonlight. The Muggles gasped as Jenkins zoomed past dropping a box into Ron's outstretched hands that contained not only a beater signed by the entire team but full Chudley Cannon Quidditch robes.

Despite all of Hermione's warnings to her relatives about keeping the wizarding world a secret Arthur Weasley couldn't help thinking that all at once this was too much for a Muggle to digest. He made himself a little mental note to wipe their memories later of all things magical and replace instead with loving memories of the ceremony, complete with a priest he'd once met in Dorset.

"How could I have ever doubted you?" he murmured, burying his face in her neck.

"It's not finished yet, Ron" she lifted his head. "Look!"

The players had lined themselves up and were doing acrobatic moves while hanging this way and that from their broomsticks.

"If they spent as much time training at Quidditch than they did learning aerial acrobatic moves they might even get in the finals next season" thought Harry as Ginny snuggled closer into his warm cloak.

The Chudley Cannons seeker had a bottle of Glitter Go attached to the tail of her broom and sped around in loops and turns until they all thought she'd fall off from dizziness. The product of the faint-inducing ride was most apparent in the sky. The Glitter Go sparkled so brilliantly it was as if the stars in the sky had arranged themselves personally to spell out the message.

Ron + Hermione – 11th December 2010

A zinging sound came from beside Hermione and she turned to see Ron had loaded up his wand with Glitter Go. The spell zoomed up into the velvety black sky and added a little more to the declaration.

Together, Forever, Always

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Author's note: Told you Mione and Perce weren't doing the do. Remember when Percy was singing in Chapter Six? That was my subtle hint :o)*The lyrics are from "Amazed" by Lonestar. I tried to write a song for Hermione to sing but it sounded like crap so I went with this one instead. I altered one word though to make it more relevant to these two lovebirds. Awww. I'm feeling all squidgy now. *wipes tear from eye* They is just beootiful together, they is. And to all those people that thought she was with Percy? I have one word for you, HAH! And an apology for making you think it was a Mione/Perce deal :o) Epilogue to follow.

Bratt – but keeping people in suspense is my most favourite activity! :o) That and the fact that I was fiddling with this chapter for ages before it sounded okay to me. And for future reference – I don't like the word hurry, it makes me cranky. Don't use it again, okay? Good.

Owl post 1992 – ah Dirty Dancing, one of my all time favourite movies! It made me want to learn to dance. However my incredible laziness wiped that idea before it could even start.

hippogriffs-rock – my sister's middle name is Louise too so that's why I used it :o)

hermioneandron – thanks for your comments about Sweeter Than A Nightingale and adding me to your favourites *shucks*. I hope you're enjoying the sequel!