Please do not kill me for not updating in like a month. I apologize a million times over. I have good reasons! I just finished school, and I need to relax, I'm just plain lazy, and I've had some bad writers block with this chapter, so forgive me - it's terrible. I had to separate the last chapter of the original story because it was so long, and I added this part in off the top of my head. It's rather cheesy, I didn't know what to do for their wedding, so I did it quickly, so I hope you enjoy it somewhat, and I promise that the last chapter will be much better. And I'm sorry it's so short.

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I believe Katie is around 22 and Oliver around 23. I'm not really sure; if anyone figured it out, tell me if I'm wrong. This is the second last chapter of this story. I'm quite emotional about ending it, but I think you will like the new story I have brewing in my head. In the meanwhile, try to enjoy chapter 20 of Winning Miss Bell.

Chapter Twenty: The Big Day

3 Years Later

"I can't do this!" Katie exclaimed, "I'm too young, this will never work!"

"Katie! You love Oliver, and he absolutely loves you back. Everything will be fine," Angelina told her.

It was a cool summers night in Glasgow. It was also the night before Katie and Oliver's wedding. Katie, Angelina and Alicia were sitting in Katie and Oliver's apartment, spending Katie's last few hours as an unmarried woman together.

Everything was ready for the next day. Katie had her dress, the flowers were picked out, the location set and everything was booked. But Katie was having second thoughts about the impending day.

"Katie you're fine. It's exactly what Ange said. You two love one another. Yes, it is a big step, but you two were meant for this," Alicia said soothingly.

Katie took a deep breath and relaxed a little. Alicia always knew the right thing to say. She took another deep breath and looked around her apartment. Her and Oliver had built up so much over the past 2 years they had been living together. Katie was in training to be a Healer, and Oliver was now officially the Keeper (no longer reserve!) for Puddlemere United. She smiled to herself. This would work. They'd make it work.

"Feeling better now?" Angelina asked her.

Katie nodded. "Much. Thank you so much for being here for me. I really appreciate it."

"Anytime. Now let's go out and have a night on the town. We promise to have you back here at a decent time," Angelina said.

"Promise," Alicia reinforced.

Katie pondered for a few moments, but gave into her friends demand. "Let's go."

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Katie stumbled in the door around 2 a.m. She was fairly drunk. She was going to kill Angelina and Alicia tomorrow. They MADE her do those shots. "Damn them," she said to herself.

She made her way to the kitchen and filled a large glass with water, drinking it down quickly. She wanted to get to bed as soon as she could; she needed all the sleep she could get. She'd perform a hangover cure the next morning.

She walked into the lonely bedroom and removed her clothes drunkenly, finally getting her pajamas on and crawling into bed. She closed her eyes but found herself unable to sleep.

She at last got out of bed, wrapped her housecoat around her and walked out onto the balcony. She gazed across the skyline, feeling the breeze across her face. By this time tomorrow night she be a married woman, married to the famous Oliver Wood. She smiled happily. She would be married to a man she was completely in love with. She leaned against the railing and her smile grew.

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Oliver sat up in his bed – wide eyed – trying to find the right words to say to Katie tomorrow. Nothing seemed good enough, and no words seemed to convey how he felt for her. He pulled at his hair in frustration.

He sat back and stared at the paper in front of him. Then he stared around his room. He was at his parents' house, so Katie could have their large apartment to get ready. He rose out of bed, put on a pair of dark green jogging pants that had a Puddlemere emblem on it and walked out of his room.

He walked around the house, trying to gather his thoughts. He thought himself lucky to be back at the large manor; he'd have plenty of time to walk around, and wouldn't have to worry about waking everyone up.

He walked into the living room and turned on a lamb, causing a soft light to be cast in the small area around it. He paced around the room, stopping at a wall totally covered in pictures (muggle ones only!). His mother had recently put them all up, now that all of her children were out of the house. Oliver smiled as he looked over family portraits, pictures of his brothers and sister with their spouses, pictures of his nieces and nephews. He stopped on a picture of himself and Katie.

It was they on Oliver's graduation day. They stood side-by-side, Oliver's arm around Katie's shoulders. He was looking at the camera, beaming. Katie was looking up at Oliver in total adoration. Oliver stared at it, totally lost in his thoughts.

"You're very lucky, you know that right?" his mother said softly from behind him.

"What?" Oliver asked, turning around. He looked up at the picture. "Oh right."

"Katie's a wonderful woman. I'll be proud to have her in our family. Now why are you up?" she said.

"I'm trying to finish the vows for tomorrow, but nothing seems good enough. I don't know how I can ever put into words how much I love her, and how much she means to me," Oliver replied.

His mother sighed. "It's hard, I know. But you need your sleep Oliver. Staying up later will only make things worse."

Oliver smiled at his mother. "I know. I'm too excited though. Why are you up?"

"My youngest child his getting married tomorrow afternoon. How do you think I feel? I finally have to let go. It's scary for me," she said as her eyes started to fill with tears.

"Scary for you? I'm scared. I'm scared I won't be able to do everything I can for her. I'm scared I'll lose her," Oliver said, slightly frantic.

"I know Quidditch makes it difficult, but look how far you've made it. She didn't leave you before, she won't leave you now," his mother said as she squeezed his wrist affectionately, "Now go to bed. You'll think of something in the morning."

Oliver smiled and gave his mother a peck on the cheek. "Thanks. Goodnight mum."

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Oliver woke up the next morning nervous. It was one of the biggest days of his life and he wasn't even prepared for it. He sighed loudly and threw the sheets off.

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"Katherine Natalia Bell, get your arse out of bed this instant!" her mother yelled as she pulled the sheets off her daughter and started poking her shoulder.

Katie felt less then perfect at the moment. Her head was pounding and she felt nauseous. "Quit it mum, I heard you the first 5 times!"

"Then get up!" she said to Katie.

"Then stop yelling at me!" Katie yelled.

"Fine!" her mother exclaimed and walked out of the room.

Katie grumbled and sat up, her nervousness increasing with every second. She rubbed her hands over her face and then extended her hand for her wand. She mumbled a spell, and she instantly felt better. She smiled, jumped up out of bed and headed for the shower.

A few hours later, Katie was standing in front of a full-length mirror in her bedroom. She stood in a white strapless gown, the bodice and skirt beaded with crystal in a beautiful pattern. Her hair hung around her shoulders, extending to her shoulder blades, in beautiful blonde curls. She bit her lower lip nervously as she picked up a small bundle of pale pink roses.

"You look gorgeous Katie," her mother said as she placed the veil on Katie's head.

"You really do look incredible," her father said to her as he came in the room.

All Katie could do was smile. If she spoke, she thought she might throw up.

"The car is waiting for us. It's time to go to the church Katie," he said and held out his arm so she could link hers with his. She nodded and linked arms with her father.

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Oliver stood nervously but happily in front of everyone. He was so excited to see Katie, he felt like he hadn't seen her in forever. He looked down at his shoes, and then soft music began to play. His head shot up and he watched the groomsmen and bridesmaids walk down the aisle and stand in their proper places.

Then Katie came out. She was in between both of her parents, who were smiling proudly. But Katie. She looked magnificent. No, that didn't even begin to cover it. Oliver's eyes filled with tears and he bit the inside of his cheek to stop himself from crying.

Katie was smiling as she walked closer and closer to Oliver. She finally reached the front and she turned to her father.

"Good luck sweetie," he said. He put the veil behind her head and kissed her cheek softly.

"Thank you dad," she said, squeezing her father's hand softly.

Oliver extended his hand and she placed her hand into his. She gave her bouquet to her maid of honour, a friend of hers from the university she was currently attending. Mackenzie or something like that. She joined her other hand with his. They both smiled at one another as the minister started to speak.

Oliver was starting to sweat. Not only was his kilt beyond hot, but also his vows were coming up. He had only finished them this morning, and he hoped that they would be good enough for her.

Katie looked up at Oliver. She eagerly waited to hear what he had written for her. She smiled as he opened his mouth to speak.

"Katie. I love you with all of my heart and soul. You are everything to me. I've never wanted anyone but you. From the very first moment I saw you, I knew that you were going to be the one standing here in front of me. I knew you would be the one that I would take care of and love and cherish for the rest of my life. And I promise you that I will take care of you and that I will love you and that I will cherish you with everything in me. I promise that I will be faithful and loyal and honest every single moment of every single day. I promise you that you will always come before Quidditch, no matter what. I love you Katie. You're my everything," he said sincerely, staring directly into those amazing green eyes of hers the entire time.

Katie smiled ecstatically, a few tears running down her cheeks. She looked him directly in the eye and started to speak. "Oliver, I take you to be my friend, my lover, and my husband. You are my true love, my soul mate, and I'll be yours until the end of time. I'll be there for you during the good and the bad. I'll laugh with you and I will cry with you. I will be there for you for always. I'll love you more with each day, and I eagerly wait for what the future has for us. I love you, and I always will."

Oliver watched her speak, feeling his love growing for her with every word she spoke. He smiled, teary-eyed, and gave her hands a soft squeeze.

"Oliver. Do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?" the minister asked.

"I do," Oliver stated immediately.

"Katie. Do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do," she said softly, and Oliver felt his heart nearly stop.

The minister smiled at the two, and stated, "By the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

Oliver didn't need to be told twice. He pulled Katie into his arms, and kissed her deeply, lovingly, and romantically. She responded, wrapping her arms around his neck, and they stood kissing for a few minutes. They broke apart, and with much cheering, walked down the aisle and out of the church.

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"I cannot believe that you actually wanted to marry me," Oliver whispered in Katie's ear as they danced.

"Really? I couldn't believe that you wanted to marry me," Katie said back, holding him closer.

He laughed softly and they kissed. "I love you Katie. "

"I love you too Oliver."

They kissed again. "You look beautiful in that dress," he said, "But I can't wait to get it off you." He smiled mischievously.

Katie let out a laugh and the two continued dancing.

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"Congratulations again," Angelina said as Katie and Oliver got into the car that would take them back to their hotel.

"Thanks a ton you two," Katie said referring to Angelina and Alicia, "I couldn't have done it without you."

"Anytime. Now get out of here, you two enjoy being married," Alicia said and shut the door.

Katie turned to Oliver, and as soon as she did, he practically mauled her. She laughed, and the driver took off.

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They burst into their hotel room and slammed the door. Oliver couldn't stop kissing Katie. He wanted her. At this moment, he needed her. He quickly found the zipper on the back of her dress and rapidly took it off. He ran his hands over her bare upper half, and she tenderly bit into his neck. Her hands roamed over him, taking off what she could without having to separate from him.

Oliver finally had had enough, and he picked her up and laid her down on the bed. He ripped the rest of his clothing off and then turned back to Katie, removing the little clothing that still remained on her.

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It was daybreak by the time Katie and Oliver had a chance to fall asleep. They lay beside each other, facing one another, their legs intertwined, staring into the other's eyes.

"I can't believe we're finally married," Oliver spoke quietly, "This has to be the best moment of my life."

"Even better then winning the Quidditch finally in seventh year?" Katie asked.

"A million times better," he said, "Now let's go to sleep, that was one hell of a night."

Katie smiled. "It sure was. Good... morning Oliver."

Oliver laughed and kissed her deeply. "Good morning Katie."

A/N: Ok, I know it wasn't the greatest. If you want to give me some suggestions for it, review, and I'll gladly redo this chapter. Thanks in advance!