So, this is it, folks. I hope you've enjoyed the story. Do let me know if you'd like to hear more about these children, as Foodie and I are thinking about doing storied about when all these Weasleys make it to Hogwarts.
This has been the easiest story I've ever written. And every time I reread it, it's still just as fun. I hope that in the future I find a new plot bunny that will be just as fun to write. :)
Thanks to everyone who reviewed. I've enjoyed reading your reviews.
Mione Weasley – glad you like it. Here's the end.
Ingenious – nope. I hate that myself. Besides, there's no doubt in my mind that Hermione and Ron will end up together, so why fight it? :)
Oh, and only the kids in this are mine, all the others belong to JK Rowling and co. I just wanted to play a bit. Please don't sue me!
Epilogue
The wedding took place in July, under a bright blue sky, with all the Weasley family in attendance, including Flur, who was, by that time, nearly nine months pregnant (one of the few family secrets that had not been spilled during that fateful Christmas dinner).
Peter, Pierre and Paul escorted guests down the aisle, perfect gentlemen the entire time; Pamela was flower girl; Stephen, of course, was the ring bearer, who played the part beautifully, thanks to the help of his uncle Fred, who told him to make sure to growl loudly as he walked down the aisle. Harry, Fred and George stood up for Ron, nearly propping him up as he waited impatiently to see Hermione once more. Ginny was Hermione's Matron of Honor, and Angelina, who was still dating Fred, and Luna Lovegood were Hermione's bridesmaids.
There were no dry eyes on either side of the aisle when Hermione appeared. Ron stood like a man bewitched as his beautiful bride approached him. Harry whispered in his ear, "Just don't screw it up this time, or you'll have to answer for it from all of us."
The ceremony was blessedly short, and after the obligatory greetings, hugs, cake-cutting and bouquet-tossing, Ron was quite ready to take his hard-won bride and disappear into the sunset. Hermione was only too happy to comply.