A/N: Well since you all were asking, how they can do it in two hours – here is your answer.

The piece, while Minerva walks down the aisle is the Largo from the 'Winter' concert out of the 'Four Seasons'. I can only recommend to listen to the whole concert. If you ever look for an easy and loveable piece to start listening to classical music – that's the one. I chose it, because I don't like the wedding march. Additionally, everybody does use it – why should I. The same goes for Minerva's dress. I don't like white. Not at all. Champagne-colored also looks much better on a black haired woman. The title of this chapter should be obvious. It's from "My Fair Lady" (movie version) and there performed by Stanley Holloway. This chapter is to the lovely and adorable Denise Alexander, who delivered the first word in the first line of it the way I imagine Minerva to do it.

To Child-of-the-Dawn: Nah, it don't see them as a military couple and they don't get married because of the coming deployment. Actually, I have them fighting at the front line already.

To MK: What can I say – I think, there must be something going on after all. And just because we aren't seeing it in the book era, it doesn't mean there is nothing. In my humble one, there is a lot of passion hidden underneath the stern/calm exterior.

To Aeryn Alexander: Yeah, I wish, I could find a guy, who does such a proposal. Hello guys, where are you? Anybody out there? Lol

To LinZE: I think, you gave me an idea. I have to bounce it around a little, but I think it will come.

To all of you, thanks for reading and liking and waiting for more.

And here we go again…

Chapter 6: "Get Me to the Church on Time"

"Today???" Minerva sputtered torn between shock and delight. "You want to marry today?"

"Yes, as a matter of fact, I thought we could do it in two hours."

For the second time in a few minutes, Minerva McGonagall was speechless. Finally she managed to choke out "You must be joking, Albus. You cannot be serious."

Dumbledore just smiled "Of course I am serious, my love. Think, what a nice touch to this gathering a wedding would be. You said yourself this afternoon that we all could use relaxation and a light of hope. Can you imagine a better way to give the others a light of hope as by letting them witness and share our happiest day?"

The young witch sighed. He was crazy, totally crazy, but what could she do? She loved him and wanted to become his wife as soon as possible. And what could she possibly say against this reason, except…"But what about the preparations. You cannot pull off a wedding with no preparation. We would need a priest. And we need rings and I need a dress. Albus, how are we supposed to do that?"

"Don't you worry about that, dear. Since your nutcase of a fiancé had two female partners in crime, everything is organised." Arabella's voice came from behind. "The priest will be here in about 90 minutes, I got the rings and Peri brought your dress. You did bring the dress, Peri? Didn't you?"

"Of course, I did. Don't worry. We just need to see if it fits correctly. Come on Min, you need to try it on." With that Peri and Arabella dragged a still rather dazed Minerva into the house again.

Albus let out a deep breath. "Phew, that was easier than I thought. If you'll excuse me now, gentlemen, I better go inside, make the announcement and talk to my best man." He went inside too.

Uray sat heavily down on the bench. "I don't believe this." He shook his head in utter amazement. "She is getting married. My little Min is getting married and tonight. First I find out that she has a lover and now I will be witnessing her wedding. All in one day. I don't believe it."

Andrew Potter, who had come out with Arabella stepped cautiously closer. "I think, we haven't met yet. I'm Andrew Potter. I fight with Minerva, in Dumbledore's group." He extended his hand.

Uray shook it dazedly. "Uranos Kazachok McGonagall. Brother in shock."

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About one and a half hours later, the Inn was buzzing with activity. The excitement grew by the second. Everybody was looking forward to the upcoming ceremony.

Albus Dumbledore was pacing nervously in a corner. He had just spoken to the priest, who would perform the ceremony. Everything seemed to go smoothly. Everything, except the angry scowl that Uray had been sporting before he went up to Minerva and Peri. Albus was nervous and it certainly didn't help that Alastor, Andrew and some of the other men were kidding him with horror stories of weddings gone awry. 

Upstairs in a room Minerva stood in front of a full-length mirror and took inventory of her appearance. The gown fit, her hair was nearly done. She was ready. If only she wasn't so nervous. What if anything went wrong? What if Alastor lost the rings? What if Uray acted up? What if she tripped on her way down the aisle? What if…?

"Calm down, Minerva. Everything will be beautiful. And with that dress," Arabella said slyly, "you'll strike my dear cousin speechless."

Minerva relaxed and grinned back "As long as he is able to say 'I do', who am I to complain."

"Trust you to say something like that." Peri chuckled. "However, Arabella is right. This dress definitely is a heart-stopper. When I saw it for the first time I knew it would suit you fabulously."

Her sister brushed over the smooth fabric almost reverently. "How did you ever find it? And more important, why did you choose this one?"

Peri blushed "Uhm…to be honest, I thought that I would like to wear it on my wedding day. So I knew that you would love it too." She blushed even more, "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll go down to check how everything is and I better talk to Uray again. He seemed to be agitated earlier."

"Yes, when she was downstairs every five minutes to 'look around'." Arabella muttered under her breath, which got her a curious glance from the bride.

Peri, who didn't hear the comment, opened the door and literally bumped into Andrew Potter. Both of them blushed deeply and avoided eye-contact.

After some seconds of uncomfortable silence, Andrew announced "I just came up to say that the priest is here. We can start with the ceremony whenever you are ready."

"Give us ten minutes and we will be." Arabella answered.

Andy turned to leave, when Peri chimed up. "Well, then I will go and have that little chat with Uray. I'll be back." She practically flew from the room, followed closely by Andy. The last thing the two women inside heard, was the young man calling "Ms. McGonagall…"

Arabella and Minerva grinned at each other. The younger witch slyly asked "Is it only me or did you see sparks flying too?"

Her companion nodded. "They were certainly flying. But," She turned around, "before we worry about your sister's possible trip into holy matrimony, we better take care that you are ready for yours." With that she set to work.

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Ten minutes later everybody had gathered around a makeshift altar in the great banquet hall. The only lights in the room came from the many candles near the walls and those on the altar. 

Albus stood nervously in front of the priest, with his best man, Alastor Moody.

Soft music filled the room marking the beginning of the ceremony. Peri, the only bridesmaid, smiled broadly as she walked down the aisle and stood on the left side of the altar.

When the tunes of Vivaldi's concert 'Winter' began to play, Minerva appeared. Albus almost gasped as he saw his bride. She was like a vision with the candlelight bathing her in a warm, golden glow. Her shimmering, long-sleeved, champagne-colored dress was formfitting with the skirt slightly flaring at the hips. Minerva's hair was intricately woven and secured on the back of her head, with a few strands loose. As she walked down the aisle she truly looked like a Goddess: so beautiful that it was almost unreal.

Minerva was basically floating as she walked towards her future husband. He looked very dashing in his dark dress robes. Sometimes, she couldn't believe that this handsome and powerful man truly loved her. But yet, here she was – walking towards him to be married. And by the stunned look on his face, Arabella had been right. The dress was stunning.

As Minerva reached the altar, Albus took her hand and together they took the last step and faced the priest.