Chapter 4
It was dinner the next day, two days before Valentines Day. Harry had not told anyone about who--or what--he had seen the night before. He could barely concentrate in Potions, resulting in pouring hot molten lava on Neville's lap ("Why me?) instead of into the cauldron. He was drifting off to La La Land until Hermione Made an interesting comment.
"Do you think Snape and McGonagall are acting strange?"
"Snape's ALWAYS acting strange," Ron said as he bit into a chicken wing.
"Hermione's right," Harry said. "They look like they're in heaven." He then remembered what Dumbledore had said and sighed.
"Look, they're gonna say something!" Ron announced.
Headmistress Mcgonagall tapped her water goblet and took Snape's hand. The Great Hall got very quiet.
"Proffesor Snape and myself have a special announcement to make."
Snape cleared his throat. "Minerva and I....are getting married on Valentines Day."
Hermione and Ron exchaged glances. What the bloody frickin' hell? On Valentines Day? When had he asked her? Harry looked really, really sick. This is what Dumbledore was talking about! He hadn't hallucinated! The Great Hall was a-buzz with voices until Snape shouted "SHUT IT!" The students quieted down again.
"I asked Minnie to be my wife a few month ago, and I was so surprised when she said yes! And now my dream is coming a reality!" He threw a flower into the air as Ron and Hermione tried to hide their giggles (the key word there is TRY). Harry looked green. "And all of you who attend are hap-hap-happy Hogwarts--" Harry was ready to die. "--are invited to our hap-hap-happy wedding in the hap-hap-happy Great Hall!"
Thunderous applause arose from the students as Snape and McGonagall wiped tears from their eyes. Hermione sighed, "Isn't love a many splendored thing?"
Harry's eyes rolled back in his head as he dropped to the floor. He had fainted.
"Spoke a bit too soon there, darling," Ron said. "Best get him up to bed...."
~*~
Harry awoke to find Ginny sitting on the edge of his bed, doing homework. She looked so relieved that Harry had finally awoken. "Oh, good, you're finally up!"
He put his glassess on. "Hi, Ginny. Where's Ron and Hermione?"
"Moaning Myrtle's Bathroom."
Harry scoffed. "Figures. What happened? I had a horrible dream that Snape and McGonagall were--"
"Harry, that wasn't a dream," Ginny said quickly.
"Damn." Ginny has never heard him swear before.
"It's okay. It'll be fun!"
"I hope so. It's so weird." Harry said. "Did you see Snape cry?"
"Yeah! Who knew he was so sensitive?"
"He was skipping, singing, and throwing flowers inour class!" Harry said while laughing.
Ginny giggled. "I wondered why Ron was falling out of his chair laughing."
"Yeah. You know, one time he....."
And they talked for hours. They didn't care that it was WAY passed their bedtime. When Ginny saw the clock, she said goodbye to Harry and rushed to the Girls' Dormitories.
Harry lied there in bed and stared up at the ceiling. Dumbledore had been right about Snape and McGonagall, but was Ginny really his soulmate? It's amazing how they really hit it off. He just lay there and thought, *I wonder where this is going.*
With the wedding just days away, and Ginny and Harry hitting it off, who knows what twisted events will take place? If you would be so kind as to review and come back for the next chapter, you'll find out! ~*Hermione514*~
It was dinner the next day, two days before Valentines Day. Harry had not told anyone about who--or what--he had seen the night before. He could barely concentrate in Potions, resulting in pouring hot molten lava on Neville's lap ("Why me?) instead of into the cauldron. He was drifting off to La La Land until Hermione Made an interesting comment.
"Do you think Snape and McGonagall are acting strange?"
"Snape's ALWAYS acting strange," Ron said as he bit into a chicken wing.
"Hermione's right," Harry said. "They look like they're in heaven." He then remembered what Dumbledore had said and sighed.
"Look, they're gonna say something!" Ron announced.
Headmistress Mcgonagall tapped her water goblet and took Snape's hand. The Great Hall got very quiet.
"Proffesor Snape and myself have a special announcement to make."
Snape cleared his throat. "Minerva and I....are getting married on Valentines Day."
Hermione and Ron exchaged glances. What the bloody frickin' hell? On Valentines Day? When had he asked her? Harry looked really, really sick. This is what Dumbledore was talking about! He hadn't hallucinated! The Great Hall was a-buzz with voices until Snape shouted "SHUT IT!" The students quieted down again.
"I asked Minnie to be my wife a few month ago, and I was so surprised when she said yes! And now my dream is coming a reality!" He threw a flower into the air as Ron and Hermione tried to hide their giggles (the key word there is TRY). Harry looked green. "And all of you who attend are hap-hap-happy Hogwarts--" Harry was ready to die. "--are invited to our hap-hap-happy wedding in the hap-hap-happy Great Hall!"
Thunderous applause arose from the students as Snape and McGonagall wiped tears from their eyes. Hermione sighed, "Isn't love a many splendored thing?"
Harry's eyes rolled back in his head as he dropped to the floor. He had fainted.
"Spoke a bit too soon there, darling," Ron said. "Best get him up to bed...."
~*~
Harry awoke to find Ginny sitting on the edge of his bed, doing homework. She looked so relieved that Harry had finally awoken. "Oh, good, you're finally up!"
He put his glassess on. "Hi, Ginny. Where's Ron and Hermione?"
"Moaning Myrtle's Bathroom."
Harry scoffed. "Figures. What happened? I had a horrible dream that Snape and McGonagall were--"
"Harry, that wasn't a dream," Ginny said quickly.
"Damn." Ginny has never heard him swear before.
"It's okay. It'll be fun!"
"I hope so. It's so weird." Harry said. "Did you see Snape cry?"
"Yeah! Who knew he was so sensitive?"
"He was skipping, singing, and throwing flowers inour class!" Harry said while laughing.
Ginny giggled. "I wondered why Ron was falling out of his chair laughing."
"Yeah. You know, one time he....."
And they talked for hours. They didn't care that it was WAY passed their bedtime. When Ginny saw the clock, she said goodbye to Harry and rushed to the Girls' Dormitories.
Harry lied there in bed and stared up at the ceiling. Dumbledore had been right about Snape and McGonagall, but was Ginny really his soulmate? It's amazing how they really hit it off. He just lay there and thought, *I wonder where this is going.*
With the wedding just days away, and Ginny and Harry hitting it off, who knows what twisted events will take place? If you would be so kind as to review and come back for the next chapter, you'll find out! ~*Hermione514*~