Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters J.K.
Rowling does. I would like to dedicate this story to my good friend Rachel
who helped me a lot along the way. Her pen name on fan fiction is Sandra
Athrenael
Two months after Harry and Hermione got bask from their honeymoon Harry and Hermione bought a two bedrooms, 4 bath, living room, dining room, and finished basement house. The house was located in Hogsmeade. Harry is a professional quidditch player, Hermione works at the ministry, lavender works at the ministry, and Ron worked at the ministry with all of the other two.
Ron and Lavender's wedding was the very next day and Ron was a nervous wreck. That night he called Harry 20 times. The next day he didn't seem any better.
"Ron, I'm going to say this one last time. Calm down" Harry ordered. He and Ron were in Ron's dressing room (Dumbledore had let Ron and lavender have their wedding at Hogwarts as well). Ron had been pacing up and down the room for the past five minuets.
"Ron calm down" repeated Harry.
"Easy for you to say, you're already married!" His voice was higher than usual.
Harry looked down at the gold wedding band around his finger.
"Yeah, but I went through the same thing that your going through now, don't you remember, you were there."
"Yes, and I also remember how you refused to let anyone in the dressing room until I came along." "Oh god, do you have to keep bringing that up?" muttered Harry "Till the day you die, mate. Till the day you die."
At that very moment there was a knock at the door and all the Weaslys came in.
"Harry dear, Hermione wants to talk to you" said Mrs. Weasly.
Harry nodded and went to find Hermione.
It didn't take long.
"How's Ron?" asked Hermione once Harry met up with her.
"A nerves wreck, and Lavender"?
"She's worse than I was on our wedding."
"Hermione, um can I ask you something?"
"Of course Harry, anything."
"Well, when was it when you first started having feelings for me, other than just a friend?" He twisted the band on his finger nervously.
"Well, I thought it was in our first year when I saw you after you came out of the hospital wing, but now that I think about it I realize that it was in our second year when I saw you for the first time after I was awakened from being petrified. And you?"
"Well, it was in our second year when I saw you petrified in the hospital wing; I remember thinking to myself that I would do anything to get you out of it".
"Well, we better be getting back, but before she could move Harry pulled her close and kissed her.
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Later that day at the reception, things were a little bit calmer than they were at Harry and Hermione's wedding two months ago. Fred and George were a little bit more civilized, since it was their own brothers wedding. (plus their mother and wives would hurt them if they weren't.)
"Harry Potter" shouted a voice from behind Harry.
"Oh god" muttered Harry under his breath. He hated being recognized.
"What's wrong Harry?" asked Hermione who was standing right next to him.
But Harry didn't answer her; he just turned to see who had called him.
A short plump man who was going slightly bald was coming towards him.
"Yes?" asked Harry facing the man.
"What an honor it is to meat you; my name is Ernie Price."
"Hello nice to meet you." said Harry holding out his hand.
Ernie shook it.
"Hey, Ern who are you talking to?"
The man stopped dead in his tracks.
"It can't be Harry potter!"
"It is Sam, it is," said Ernie.
"Harry"
Harry turned to see his wife.
"Harry its time to go sit down," said Hermione.
"O.k., nice meeting you both." The men waved, awestruck looks on their faces
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Once everyone was done eating Harry stood up. "Before desert is served I would like to say a few words about our new bride and groom." He paused.
About three years ago in our fifth year at Hogwarts Ronald Andrew Weasly developed very strong feelings for a girl named Lavender Brown. But don't get me wrong it's not like he did not have crushes because he did. But he never had a for as long as he loved Lavender. It was in our fifth year. Lavender also fell in love with him in that year. And so their relationship grew from there."
Once Harry was done talking everyone applauded loudly. Harry went back and sat next to Ron, Hermione on his other side. "Now will you stop reminding me about when I was a nervous wreck?" Harry asked in a mock pleading voice. "Lemme think about it. . .no." Ron then turned to look at his wife.
Two months after Harry and Hermione got bask from their honeymoon Harry and Hermione bought a two bedrooms, 4 bath, living room, dining room, and finished basement house. The house was located in Hogsmeade. Harry is a professional quidditch player, Hermione works at the ministry, lavender works at the ministry, and Ron worked at the ministry with all of the other two.
Ron and Lavender's wedding was the very next day and Ron was a nervous wreck. That night he called Harry 20 times. The next day he didn't seem any better.
"Ron, I'm going to say this one last time. Calm down" Harry ordered. He and Ron were in Ron's dressing room (Dumbledore had let Ron and lavender have their wedding at Hogwarts as well). Ron had been pacing up and down the room for the past five minuets.
"Ron calm down" repeated Harry.
"Easy for you to say, you're already married!" His voice was higher than usual.
Harry looked down at the gold wedding band around his finger.
"Yeah, but I went through the same thing that your going through now, don't you remember, you were there."
"Yes, and I also remember how you refused to let anyone in the dressing room until I came along." "Oh god, do you have to keep bringing that up?" muttered Harry "Till the day you die, mate. Till the day you die."
At that very moment there was a knock at the door and all the Weaslys came in.
"Harry dear, Hermione wants to talk to you" said Mrs. Weasly.
Harry nodded and went to find Hermione.
It didn't take long.
"How's Ron?" asked Hermione once Harry met up with her.
"A nerves wreck, and Lavender"?
"She's worse than I was on our wedding."
"Hermione, um can I ask you something?"
"Of course Harry, anything."
"Well, when was it when you first started having feelings for me, other than just a friend?" He twisted the band on his finger nervously.
"Well, I thought it was in our first year when I saw you after you came out of the hospital wing, but now that I think about it I realize that it was in our second year when I saw you for the first time after I was awakened from being petrified. And you?"
"Well, it was in our second year when I saw you petrified in the hospital wing; I remember thinking to myself that I would do anything to get you out of it".
"Well, we better be getting back, but before she could move Harry pulled her close and kissed her.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Later that day at the reception, things were a little bit calmer than they were at Harry and Hermione's wedding two months ago. Fred and George were a little bit more civilized, since it was their own brothers wedding. (plus their mother and wives would hurt them if they weren't.)
"Harry Potter" shouted a voice from behind Harry.
"Oh god" muttered Harry under his breath. He hated being recognized.
"What's wrong Harry?" asked Hermione who was standing right next to him.
But Harry didn't answer her; he just turned to see who had called him.
A short plump man who was going slightly bald was coming towards him.
"Yes?" asked Harry facing the man.
"What an honor it is to meat you; my name is Ernie Price."
"Hello nice to meet you." said Harry holding out his hand.
Ernie shook it.
"Hey, Ern who are you talking to?"
The man stopped dead in his tracks.
"It can't be Harry potter!"
"It is Sam, it is," said Ernie.
"Harry"
Harry turned to see his wife.
"Harry its time to go sit down," said Hermione.
"O.k., nice meeting you both." The men waved, awestruck looks on their faces
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Once everyone was done eating Harry stood up. "Before desert is served I would like to say a few words about our new bride and groom." He paused.
About three years ago in our fifth year at Hogwarts Ronald Andrew Weasly developed very strong feelings for a girl named Lavender Brown. But don't get me wrong it's not like he did not have crushes because he did. But he never had a for as long as he loved Lavender. It was in our fifth year. Lavender also fell in love with him in that year. And so their relationship grew from there."
Once Harry was done talking everyone applauded loudly. Harry went back and sat next to Ron, Hermione on his other side. "Now will you stop reminding me about when I was a nervous wreck?" Harry asked in a mock pleading voice. "Lemme think about it. . .no." Ron then turned to look at his wife.