Ch.9 "This is it, this is your day"
A/N: hey ! glad you liked that last chappy! 1st time writing sumthing like that! Well I hope you like this chap!!
"Stop fidgeting Harry!" Ron said quite annoyed, "I'm never going to get this bloody bow tie on you if you don't stop moving!" Ron finished and glared at an anxious Harry.
"Do I look okay?" Harry asked looking in the mirror.
"Harry, honestly! Do we have to go over this every ten minutes?" Ron asked and finished tying his own bow tie. "You look fine!" Ron said very slowly so that Harry could understand him.
Harry looked around Ron's room, it was still the same, the posters, everything. . . Harry made a run for it.
"I have to to see Hermione" he said walking towards the door.
"Remember what I told you?! It is horrible luck to see the bride before the bloody wedding!" Ron grunted pulling Harry back away from the door and sitting him on the bed. "Stay!" Ron said loudly pointing a finger at Harry.
"Jeeze Ron, I'm not a bloody hound you know" Harry joked and tied his shoe.
*~*~*Meanwhile. in Ginny's room*~*~*
Molly, Ginny and Lavender stood aback and gazed at Hermione, she seemed to be. . . glowing (so to speak). Her hair was up in a french twist, and a vail attached at the top. Her dress. . . ((I'm winging it)). . . her dress was whiter than snow, it was strapless, the torso part of the dress was lacy and had sequin roses (white). From the hips down it puffed out kind of, wasn't lace but a very sheer cloth (layers and layers of them), and scattered over the fabric were little sequin flowers ((if it sounds weird, its not. . . I can't describe things very well). In Hermione's hair were white flowers cut fresh from Molly's garden.
"You look beautiful Hermione!" Ginny sniffed. She was crying, Ginny's make up smeared down her cheeks and she blew her nose.
"Ginny, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" Hermione asked wiping off the smeared make-up.
"I just hope th-that I w-will look as b-beautiful as y-you when I get m- married!" Ginny wailed. Molly hugged Ginny and they went downstairs to fix Ginny's make-up. When they had left Hermione stood in front of the mirror and smiled, Hermione swayed side to side and said.
"Why, yes! I am Mrs. Hermione Potter!" she said aloud talking to the mirror "Yes, Potter as in Harry Potter. . . the one I am madly in love with" Hermione sighed and jumped up when Ron walked into the room.
"Why, yes I am married to Harry Potter! I am MADELY in love with him" Ron imitated Hermione.
"Ronald Weasley I presume?" Hermione asked and stuck out her hand. "my name is Hermoine Potter" she curtsied ((sp?)) and grinned.
"How lovely to meet you Mrs. Potter! And I must say! You look beautiful" Ron replied kissing Hermione hand and smiling. "In that, lovely white dress"
"So" Hermione began "have you come as a spy? Come to tell Harry what I'm wearing?" Hermione joked.
"Nope" Ron replied "I come on a mission. . . well, not really but sort of" Ron hesitated.
"Well?" Hermione asked
"Harry said that he loves you very much and he hates the stupid bloody rule about seeing a bride before a wedding and he can't wait until the honeymoon!" Ron concurred and nodded to himself proud that he remembered all that.
Hermoine smiled and hugged Ron and kissed him softly on the lips. "That kiss is for Harry okay! And tell him that I love him very much, I'll see him later, and I can't wait until the honeymoon either." Hermione scolded at a socked Ron.
"Good, because that was really nasty!" Ron joked and walked back to his room.
*~*~*
"Harry. . . don't hit me okay," Ron said slowly as he came in the door.
"What? What's wrong? What happened?" Harry asked quickly.
Ron said nothing but came up to Harry and gave him a kiss on the lips. And hugged him tightly. Harry looked at Ron disgusted and confused.
"Ron! Honestly I mean, I am getting married!" Harry pointed out loudly and shoved Ron away.
"That was from Hermione! Not me! I had no choice. . . I mean bloody hell, do you think I would honestly do that for my OWN benefit!?" Ron yelled back and wiped his mouth off. "I mean its disgusting!" he added. Harry smiled and laughed to himself.
"Well, did she say anything?" Harry asked.
"Umm, oh, yes she did. . ." Ron cleared his throat "she said that she loves you too and that she will see you later. . . she cannot wait until the honeymoon either" Ron finish and looked at his watch. "Well, I have to go greet people so. . . find something to do. . . but remember Harry, under NO circumstances can you see Hermione, got it?" he added and walked out the door.
Harry looked in Ron's old mirror and smiled to himself "This is it Harry. . . this is your day" he whispered and waited.
~*~*~* Ron, greeting people ~*~*~*
"Well, hello Professor McGonagall, lovely to see you, and might add, that teal robe is quite stunning!" Ron said to McGonagall as he was ushering her to her seat.
"Mr. Weasley, as flattered as I am, I have to say that school is over and there will be no need for 'sucking up' to me" she replied and sternly smiled ((is that possible?? Oh well))
So far, all the guests have arrived, the Weasley's, most of the Professors, Dumbeldore, a few students still had to arrive, the Granger's, and friends outside of school like from work and so on. Hermione was very anxious and Harry made his way to the kitchen for some butter beer. And knowing Ron and Lavender, they were off snogging somewhere.
Harry was standing at the alter; behind him were Ron, George, and Fred. Just across form them were Lavender, Ginny and Allison (Hermione's cousin). The guests were waiting and quietly talking amongst themselves, Dumbeldore gave Harry a smile and a wink, and Harry returned it. He was very nervous, and was sweating for some reason, but outside it was rather nice, Harry had to keep wiping his forehead. The wedding march had begun and Harry everyone stood up. Harry for the first time in several hours had seen Hermione, she looked beautiful, no better than beautiful. . . there were no such words to describe Hermione today. She was beaming, but underneath it all, Hermione was just as nervous as Harry was, maybe more.
"Harry, do you take Hermione Granger, to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, to love and to honor from this day forward?"
"I do"
"And Hermione, do you take Harry Potter, to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, to love and to honor from this day forward?" the preacher asked Hermione.
Hermione had tears streaming down her face.
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A/N: hey ! glad you liked that last chappy! 1st time writing sumthing like that! Well I hope you like this chap!!
"Stop fidgeting Harry!" Ron said quite annoyed, "I'm never going to get this bloody bow tie on you if you don't stop moving!" Ron finished and glared at an anxious Harry.
"Do I look okay?" Harry asked looking in the mirror.
"Harry, honestly! Do we have to go over this every ten minutes?" Ron asked and finished tying his own bow tie. "You look fine!" Ron said very slowly so that Harry could understand him.
Harry looked around Ron's room, it was still the same, the posters, everything. . . Harry made a run for it.
"I have to to see Hermione" he said walking towards the door.
"Remember what I told you?! It is horrible luck to see the bride before the bloody wedding!" Ron grunted pulling Harry back away from the door and sitting him on the bed. "Stay!" Ron said loudly pointing a finger at Harry.
"Jeeze Ron, I'm not a bloody hound you know" Harry joked and tied his shoe.
*~*~*Meanwhile. in Ginny's room*~*~*
Molly, Ginny and Lavender stood aback and gazed at Hermione, she seemed to be. . . glowing (so to speak). Her hair was up in a french twist, and a vail attached at the top. Her dress. . . ((I'm winging it)). . . her dress was whiter than snow, it was strapless, the torso part of the dress was lacy and had sequin roses (white). From the hips down it puffed out kind of, wasn't lace but a very sheer cloth (layers and layers of them), and scattered over the fabric were little sequin flowers ((if it sounds weird, its not. . . I can't describe things very well). In Hermione's hair were white flowers cut fresh from Molly's garden.
"You look beautiful Hermione!" Ginny sniffed. She was crying, Ginny's make up smeared down her cheeks and she blew her nose.
"Ginny, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" Hermione asked wiping off the smeared make-up.
"I just hope th-that I w-will look as b-beautiful as y-you when I get m- married!" Ginny wailed. Molly hugged Ginny and they went downstairs to fix Ginny's make-up. When they had left Hermione stood in front of the mirror and smiled, Hermione swayed side to side and said.
"Why, yes! I am Mrs. Hermione Potter!" she said aloud talking to the mirror "Yes, Potter as in Harry Potter. . . the one I am madly in love with" Hermione sighed and jumped up when Ron walked into the room.
"Why, yes I am married to Harry Potter! I am MADELY in love with him" Ron imitated Hermione.
"Ronald Weasley I presume?" Hermione asked and stuck out her hand. "my name is Hermoine Potter" she curtsied ((sp?)) and grinned.
"How lovely to meet you Mrs. Potter! And I must say! You look beautiful" Ron replied kissing Hermione hand and smiling. "In that, lovely white dress"
"So" Hermione began "have you come as a spy? Come to tell Harry what I'm wearing?" Hermione joked.
"Nope" Ron replied "I come on a mission. . . well, not really but sort of" Ron hesitated.
"Well?" Hermione asked
"Harry said that he loves you very much and he hates the stupid bloody rule about seeing a bride before a wedding and he can't wait until the honeymoon!" Ron concurred and nodded to himself proud that he remembered all that.
Hermoine smiled and hugged Ron and kissed him softly on the lips. "That kiss is for Harry okay! And tell him that I love him very much, I'll see him later, and I can't wait until the honeymoon either." Hermione scolded at a socked Ron.
"Good, because that was really nasty!" Ron joked and walked back to his room.
*~*~*
"Harry. . . don't hit me okay," Ron said slowly as he came in the door.
"What? What's wrong? What happened?" Harry asked quickly.
Ron said nothing but came up to Harry and gave him a kiss on the lips. And hugged him tightly. Harry looked at Ron disgusted and confused.
"Ron! Honestly I mean, I am getting married!" Harry pointed out loudly and shoved Ron away.
"That was from Hermione! Not me! I had no choice. . . I mean bloody hell, do you think I would honestly do that for my OWN benefit!?" Ron yelled back and wiped his mouth off. "I mean its disgusting!" he added. Harry smiled and laughed to himself.
"Well, did she say anything?" Harry asked.
"Umm, oh, yes she did. . ." Ron cleared his throat "she said that she loves you too and that she will see you later. . . she cannot wait until the honeymoon either" Ron finish and looked at his watch. "Well, I have to go greet people so. . . find something to do. . . but remember Harry, under NO circumstances can you see Hermione, got it?" he added and walked out the door.
Harry looked in Ron's old mirror and smiled to himself "This is it Harry. . . this is your day" he whispered and waited.
~*~*~* Ron, greeting people ~*~*~*
"Well, hello Professor McGonagall, lovely to see you, and might add, that teal robe is quite stunning!" Ron said to McGonagall as he was ushering her to her seat.
"Mr. Weasley, as flattered as I am, I have to say that school is over and there will be no need for 'sucking up' to me" she replied and sternly smiled ((is that possible?? Oh well))
So far, all the guests have arrived, the Weasley's, most of the Professors, Dumbeldore, a few students still had to arrive, the Granger's, and friends outside of school like from work and so on. Hermione was very anxious and Harry made his way to the kitchen for some butter beer. And knowing Ron and Lavender, they were off snogging somewhere.
Harry was standing at the alter; behind him were Ron, George, and Fred. Just across form them were Lavender, Ginny and Allison (Hermione's cousin). The guests were waiting and quietly talking amongst themselves, Dumbeldore gave Harry a smile and a wink, and Harry returned it. He was very nervous, and was sweating for some reason, but outside it was rather nice, Harry had to keep wiping his forehead. The wedding march had begun and Harry everyone stood up. Harry for the first time in several hours had seen Hermione, she looked beautiful, no better than beautiful. . . there were no such words to describe Hermione today. She was beaming, but underneath it all, Hermione was just as nervous as Harry was, maybe more.
"Harry, do you take Hermione Granger, to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, to love and to honor from this day forward?"
"I do"
"And Hermione, do you take Harry Potter, to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, to love and to honor from this day forward?" the preacher asked Hermione.
Hermione had tears streaming down her face.
A/N: Yes, this is a cliffy! I know, don't be mad! You will just have to wait till the next chap to see what happens!! TTFN ta ta for now! REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!!!