Hey! So…well…this is the wedding chapter; the idea I started this story with. So… I invite you to read this "wonderful" chapter, which I consider to be one of the most important ones. So… well… send good vibes as always and… enjoy!

Chapter 27: The Beauty, the Ugly, and the Wedding

-Ginny dear, are you feeling alright? You look a bit sick- Molly Weasley commented.

-Will you be able to walk down the aisle?- Ron asked, not sure about her answer. Hermione punched him in the ribs with her elbow. Now that they were together, she could get away with doing things such as those. Ron had-"unfortunately"- broken Audrey's heart, so Hermione's only competition at the Burrow was gone, and after almost two days of shagging non-stop, she was sure he was hers again. And this time she was not going to let him go; things would be different; things would be more exciting…

-Ron, can you be any thicker?- She muttered, for only her love to hear. He shouldn't have said that; it was insensitive of him. But how much she loved him for that!

-Of course she can walk down the aisle…-Mrs Weasley told the 12 human beings standing there- Or can't you, dear?

-'Course I can, mum- Ginny said weakly, resting her whole body on the wall- I just need to talk to the girls; is that possible?- She begged. Hermione and Florence nodded and when they did, the rest of the committee left.

-What's the matter, darling?- Florence asked, taking her hand in hers- Come on…lets sit down.

-I don't know what's happening to me!- Ginny yelled- I just want to throw up!

-Why if he's not the right one? … is that what you are asking yourself?- Hermione inquired.

-No…and yes…I mean, I really love Harry. I know I'll never love anyone as much as I love him…but maybe I am just blinded because of the love I am feeling right now. What if the passion I feel today vanishes? What if I discover we have nothing in common once we start living together? – She asked out loud.

-You will- Florence said calmly- and then, you'll discover that you are still in love with the person in spite of that.

-I don't understand- Hermione said flabbergasted- if you still love George, why did you leave him? Why did you flirt with Snape?

-Because we love each other too much to be in a relationship right now. We got married way too young; we should have waited a lot more. We didn't, and this time we need to feel the urge to really be together. I haven't spent a night over the past 10 years falling asleep more than 100 meters away from him. We just need to take a break from US; and maybe some day- I hope not too far away from today- we'll be meet for coffee again… away from books, away from joke shops…just people drinking coffee- She stated.

-And maybe Snape would come along too, right? You have always had a thing with Snape too gross for me to process- Hermione snapped.

-I resent that, Hermione. I love my husband, and make no mistake: I once loved Severus deeply. A part of me is still very attached to him; you may never understand my relationship with Snape and I can live with that. But please, try not to judge it when, as you said, you "can't process my thing with Snape, as it is too gross"- Florence said.

-Please, don't fight- Ginny said weakly. Her lips were blue and her face was as pale as snow- I just need to know if I am making the right choice…am I, girls? Am I making the right choice in marring Harry?- She asked, her wedding dress on.

-Of course- They said together. The three girls laughed; it was a happy day: Ginny was getting married, and she had just figured that she was making the right choice. This was forever, and no nut in her throat was avoiding her breathing.

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-Sirius, why did you choose this of all your robes?- Severus asked, annoyed. They had placed him between Viktor Krum and his little girlfriend, who was driving him insane with her fluent Bulgarian, and Sirius Black, who had decided to use black formal robes. They looked like twins with matching outfits.

-Because I love the way men look in black- Sirius said winking wildly. He was obviously playing with Severus. He was going to loose his last nerve, but just when he thought hitting Sirius was the only thing left to do, the wedding march started, and all his thoughts disappeared when spotting Florence walking down the aisle with her silk pink dress. She had managed to insert some flowers all over her hair and she looked angelical.

Harry was waiting anxiously at the altar, with Ron by his side. He looked nervous and a little pale, but he sure looked happy.

"He is ready"- Florence thought.

Hermione followed, and when the bride's maid and the maid of honour were standing at the right side of the altar, the wedding march started all over again. Ginny could be spotted at the very end of the red carpet and looking pure and beautiful she started walking down the aisle with her dad by her side.

Several minutes later, the two doves were facing each other. Finally. They were smiling broadly and there were sparks on both their gazes. They couldn't take their eyes off the other.

Albus Dumbledore cleared his throat a little too loudly to gain the attention of the crowd and above all, the attention of the couple getting married.

-Ladies and gentleman, we are gathered here today to celebrate the union of Virginia Weasley and Harry Potter. I will not bother you with all the traditional blah, but I do believe the couple had written their own bows, and they want to share them with you. Harry, you may start.

He took her hand on his and looking straight into her eyes he said:

-Ginny, my little Ginny… I've been wondering what to say at our wedding for a long time. Actually, not being very good with public displays of anything, I've been thinking about this moment since our engagement party. The one thing I can say for sure is that I love you; that I really, really love you. I think there is no one more perfect for me than you and I am very happy with you; you make me happy. And I will try to make you feel happy too… forever- He confessed, placing a little kiss on her naked hand.

Ginny cleaned away her tears and searching for Harry's hands once again she said:

-You are my ideal match; you are my best friend and my best lover. You are everything I've ever looked for in a person and more; you are my everything, really. I can't think of a better person to love, and even though I fight and I shout and I often get upset over nothing…I would be honoured if you'll be my husband… forever- She said imitating his final line. Was Harry Potter sobbing?

"Oh, my god!"- Ron thought- "This is being watched by the entire wizarding world…LIVE"

-Mr. Harry Potter, do you accept Ms. Weasley to be your wife for as long you both shall live?- Dumbledore asked, inspecting the couple behind his half-moon spectacles.

-I do- He answered shortly, being too overwhelmed to say more. He squeezed Ginny's hand a little, though… and she squeezed back.

-Ms. Virginia Weasley, do you accept Harry Potter to be your husband for as long as you both shall live?- Dumbledore inquired again.

-I do- She said in her weakest voice.

-So, then, I pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride- And as soon as Hogwarts most beloved Headmaster had pronounced the words, Harry kissed Ginny fully on the lips, deepening the kiss with his tongue. It was such a passionate, beautiful kiss that nobody in the place- that is, except from Severus who looked extremely disgusted by the whole situation- wanted it to end.

When they finally broke the connection between their lips, they looked at the crowd- hand in hand- and they followed an ancient Wizarding rule: they apparated to their honeymoon destination without saying goodbye.

The remaining crowd, however, was still there, and Florence had two options: She could either apparate or face George and Severus.

Will she make the right choice?

Hermione, on the other hand, was staring at the chocolate cake Fred had made. Neville hadn't showed up and he was feeling blue, but as much as she wanted to cheer him up, she was too busy drooling over the chocolate cake.

She cut one big, thick piece and was about to devour it when two cold hands took her by surprise.

-Fancy eating that piece of cake from my belly?- Ron asked.

-Ron, gross!- She said, though she didn't really mean it. Actually the idea sounded quite interesting and she was craving over the little piece of heaven on her plate- Ok, lets go- She said.

What she did not know was that a surprise was near…and surprise that would change their lives…FOREVER.