Oh! Final Chapter! Finally! Ha! Gosh this has taken me a while. Thanks to everyone that reviewed! If you hadn't I honestly wouldn't have continued so I'm glad you did.

I hope you enjoy this last little thing! Even if it is a little short…

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter

The Fine Line Between Love and Hate

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CHAPTER 12: FINALLY

It was the most enormous wedding he had ever seen. There were people everywhere, most of them redheads. The caterer shook his head as he placed some more snacks on one of the tables. Usually there wasn't food present during a wedding and it was saved for the reception but it had been insisted upon this time. And for good reason, the caterer thought, for it disappeared nearly as soon as he put it on the table. This was one hungry lot of people.

He finished arranging some small meat pasties when he noticed a pretty little girl nearby eyeing one of them. She was about eleven with large green eyes and long, soft brown hair.

"Hello," He smiled at her, "Would you like one?"

The girl looked disgusted, "No! I would not like one. I don't understand how you can touch them. The poor slaughtered animals!"

The caterer was taken aback, "The poor...what sorry?"

"Slaughter animals." The girl repeated sharply. She glared at him as she grabbed the hand of the girl next to her, a green-eyed redhead who looked a little younger, and stomped away from the table.

"Mum," She exclaimed upon reaching an adult, "There are animal pies at this party."

"Oh Beth," Ella turned around and tried not to smile, "What did I say? Remember your manners at this wedding. Please."

"But-" Beth began.

"But nothing. Now let go of Lilly's hand before you break it." Ella instructed.

Beth sighed and obeyed. Her little sister rubbed her hand dramatically.

"I think she did break it mummy." Lillian whined.

"Oh don't be a baby." Beth snapped.

"I am not a baby. I'm not much younger than you are!"

"Yes you are! Tell her mum! She's heaps younger than me!"

"Merlin. Harry," Ella turned around and faced her husband, "You handle them. I'll take Annette."

"Right," Harry handed over his youngest daughter and glared at his two oldest ones; "If you two don't stop it you will both be sitting alone, away from everyone for the entire wedding."

"I didn't start it daddy," Lillian looked up at him pleadingly, "I didn't do anything."

"If she stays away from me then I won't fight with her." Beth mumbled.

"You stay away from me!" Lillian glared at her older sister.

"No! You stay away from me!" Beth shot back.

"Girls. Don't make me sit you two away." Harry crossed his arms over his chest.

"Fine." The girls chorused, they shot an angry look at each other before walking away.

"See Ella?" Harry turned to her, "All it takes is a little discipline."

"Oh whatever," She rolled her eyes, "I would like to have seen you actually carry out that punishment."

"Yeah well." He shrugged as he spotted his best friend. Ron saw him and hurried over.

"I'm glad you made it but I have to tell you something. I can't do this." He shook his head.

Harry patted him on the back, "Of course you can."

"No. I can't. Because something bad is going to happen. She'll change her mind halfway through it. I bet you a million galleons she does." Ron's face was white.

"She will not. Hermione wants this wedding more than anyone." Harry assured him. Ron sighed.

"I don't know. Oh Merlin. Were you like this at your wedding?" Ron asked him.

Harry pulled a face, "You were there. I think we both know I was."

"Ok, ok. I can do it," He took a deep breath, "I. Can. Do. It."

"Nothing will go wrong Ron," Ella put in, "It'll be perfect."

Ron merely nodded before excusing himself as he walked away to greet his parents who had just arrived.

"Nothing will go wrong right?" Ella asked Harry.

"No of course not..." He trailed off as he felt a tug on his arm, "What's the matter mate?"

James Potter looked up at his father worriedly, "I lost them dad."

Harry was suddenly stricken, "Lost what?"

"Er," James lowered his voice, "The rings."

"Oh James you had better be joking." Ella told him.

"I'm not mum. But it's not my fault," He said indignantly, "Edward ate them."

"Your brother ate them?" Ella and Harry exclaimed. James nodded.

"Okay. It will be fine," Ella bit her bottom lip, "I'll just go and find him. Harry, he couldn't really have eaten them could he?"

"He's three sweetheart," Harry reminded her, "He eats everything."

"Okay. I'll find him! Take Annette. It'll be fine." Ella disappeared into the crowd and Harry sighed.

He loved his family but sometimes they could be a handful. Beth, who was eleven and in Gryffindor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, was always fighting with Lillian who had been born not long after her sister. James was six and always in trouble or causing trouble it seemed. Edward was like his brother, he was currently eating everything in sight and never stopped talking, and he had also recently learnt how to unlock the front door and was often found running naked down the street. Annette was nearly two and still at the stage where she could be entirely controlled, except for the fact that she was extremely progressed and loved to utter every swear word known to man.

"I hear there is a little trouble with the rings?" Draco appeared at his side, smiling slightly.

"Shut it Malfoy." Annette said, dribbling a little. Draco frowned and Harry tried not to grin.

"Did Ella just see you?"

"Yeah," Draco shook his head, "Weasley is in a bit of a panic."

"He knows about the rings?" Harry was alarmed. That would send Ron into a right state...

"No. He's just in a bit of a panic," Draco looked at James, "What happened?"

"It was an accident. Edward ate them." James muttered.

Draco pulled a face, "Fat chance we'll be getting them back then..."

He trailed off as everyone was asked to take his or her seats. Ron made his way over to them and smiled tightly.

"You're right Harry, nothing is going to go wrong," He ruffled James hair, "There's my little ring-bearer. You ready?"

Draco and Harry exchanged worried looks. Ron was certainly not going to like...

"Here!" Ginny called out hurrying over to them, "I've got the rings! It's okay!"

She was slowing down a little because she was lugging her children with her. Draco and Ginny had gotten engaged three years ago and had two sons. Dreyfus was two and Mathius was only about five months old. Dreyfus had dark blonde hair, grey eyes and already twice the amount of arrogance his father ever had while Mathius seemed to take after Ginny.

"Why do you have the rings?" Ron's voice squeaked as he looked at Harry, "Why does she have the rings?"

"I was just looking at them Ron. Calm down." Ginny bent down and tied them back onto the cushion James was holding.

"Okay. Sorry. Okay. Well, take your seats please." Ron told them before hurrying off. Ginny smiled and shook her head as she led her family away.

"Try to keep a control of your lot Potter, will you?" Draco muttered.

"Shut it Malfoy." Annette snapped.

Ginny hit her fiancé over the back of the head, "Exactly Draco. Watch your manners."

Draco rolled his eyes as he allowed Ginny to pull him away while Harry gathered up Beth and Lillian. They took their seats at the front of the pews. Ron was visibly shaking from where he stood but everything else seemed to be fine.
"He didn't eat them," Ella proclaimed as she sat next to him, "He just ran up to Ginny and gave the rings to her. James must have gotten confused. Don't worry."

She held Edward in her lap. He had his arms wrapped tightly around Ella's arm and looked decidedly guilty.

"Sorry." Edward told his father. Harry smiled a little.

"Don't worry mate. It was an accident."

"Sh. It's starting." Ella commanded as 'Here Comes the Bride' began to play. Harry handed Annette back to her as he sat back and wearily watched Ron who was getting whiter by the second. The music stopped and everyone turned around to look at Hermione, a few of them gasping. Harry tried not to gape. Hermione looked absolutely beautiful. Ron stopped shaking as his gaze met with hers. She was glowing happily and when she joined him at the alter Harry heard her whisper, 'I love you' to Ron. His smile widened and Harry was relieved when everything else went by smoothly. It was a bit boring, he hated to admit, but he didn't care. He was just glad Annette hadn't sworn loudly, or Edward hadn't stripped down and run amongst the pews or James hadn't tripped over and lost the rings all over again...

"I've never seen Ron so happy," Harry whispered to Ella while the vows were being exchanged, "And it's like Hermione's glowing."

Ella smiled, "I don't see why she shouldn't be. It's her wedding and she's pregnant."

"What?" Harry's eyes widened, "Are you sure? She hasn't said anything. Does she know?"

"I'm sure Hun," Ella grinned, "And she knows. Look at her. She definitely knows."

Harry turned back to Hermione and he knew his wife was right. Hermione was smiling lovingly at Ron but one of her hands rested just as lovingly on her stomach.

"Brilliant. Ron will be ecstatic."

Ella frowned and sat up a bit straighter; "She's a bit big Harry."

"Well I can hardly notice it, but she's pregnant so she should be right?" Harry pointed out.

"I don't know," Ella smiled, "I think she might be having twins."

"You can tell that at this stage?"

"I've had five already. I think I know a thing or two." Ella told him. Harry shrugged and turned back to the joining.

"You may now kiss-" The Wizard marrying them began but he was too slow. Ron had already leant forward and Hermione's arms were already wrapped around him.

"Oh finally," Harry heard someone behind him mutter, "You know, in school I always thought those two hated each other. But it seems like they should have done this all along and it's taken them forever."

Harry chuckled to himself, it was the exactly what most people thought. Ron and Hermione had never hated each other but, he'd always known that.

Everything was falling into place. It all seemed so perfect.

Harry slipped his hand into Ella's, "I love you, you know. I love everything right now. Nothing could make me happier."

Ella kissed him softly, "Want to make a bet? I'm pregnant."

Harry's eyes widened and a goofy smile spread across his face, "Correction. Right now, nothing could make me happier."

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A/N: Well now. I think I've done about all I can here.

I actually did a little side story project to this.

It's called 'Sensible Conduct' and its about Harry's daughter when she goes to school. It's kind of in diary entry form. Check it out if you want.

You don't have to review! It's just my little project that I'm having fun doing.

I hope you guys enjoy the rest of your holidays anyway!

I still have one final year of school left! Ugh!

I'll be reading your stories too!

~Later~