A/N: Much to my dismay, J.K. Rowling doesn't want to sell Harry Potter to me. I asked if I could just have Oliver Wood but she said no. I begged and pleaded but it was all to no avail.
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Atomic Elf: As usual, I'm always glad to read your stuff. I love your poetry; it's so good! I hated writing about Voldemort killing Katie's brother and sister.
Dadswell: Well, this chapter is Harry and Ginny's wedding. Does that count as a Harry and Ginny fic? Well, this is the last chapter of this story, so maybe I will write a Harry and Ginny fic; I also have to work on my Oliver and Ginny fic though.
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To everyone who is reading I Think We're Alone Now: That story still has a long way to go before I'm done with it. Their wedding will be the ending and that won't be until June or July.
And on with the last chapter…
Chapter 9: I Do
Saturday, September 8, 2000: St. George's Anglican Church, Hogsmeade: 10:30 am (Third Person POV)
Harry James Potter and Ginerva Kathryn Weasley were getting married, finally as Mrs. Weasley said. "Mum, they've only been dating for five years. Ginny's only twenty and Harry's twenty-one. It's not like they're really old or anything."
Oliver smiled as Mrs. Weasley tried to rationalize her thoughts to her youngest son, but the only things she said that was coherent was "But she's my baby and my last to get married." Ron and Hermione had gotten married in June, Fred and Angelina had been married for years as had George and Alicia, Percy was with Penny of course, Charlie had married a Romanian girl after Eva died, and Bill had married Fleur Delacour.
Oliver was one of Harry's groomsmen, since they worked together and had ended up being friends. Katie was in the pews with Kiernan and Mary who were now about four and a half months old. Oliver looked at Harry. "Ready?"
Harry shrugged. "Oliver, were you nervous when you married Katie?"
"Are you kidding? You should have seen me. Mark Bell was afraid I was going to wear a hole in the floor with all my pacing back and forth. I must have asked him a million times if I was making the right decision in getting married when I was twenty-three. He told me the same thing every time I asked him. You love her and you've been in love with her for ten years. Just marry her already. And I'm going to tell you the same thing. Harry, you love Ginny; everyone knows it. She's been in love with you since she was ten and you've been in love with her since fifth or sixth year. I know how much you love her. You're not making a mistake; trust me. You're going to be so happy you wouldn't believe it. And some day you two will have children and that will only bring even more happiness into your life."
Harry looked at Oliver. "Thank you. I think I needed to hear that. Actually, I know I needed to hear that. I just hope Ginny and I will have half the happiness you and Katie have. You two have one of the happiest marriages I've ever seen in my life."
Just then, Hermione stuck her head in the door. "Is the groom ready?"
Harry nodded as Ron, Oliver, Fred, and George all said, "He's ready."
"All right," Hermione said. "Let's get this show on the road."
The five men exited the prep room and went out into the church vestibule where the bridesmaids were waiting. First, Harry walked down the aisle by himself. Then, Bill walked his mother down the aisle. Then, George walked Luna Lovegood down the aisle. Fred and Colette Bell followed them. Next came Oliver and Lavender Brown. Finally, Ron and Hermione walked down the aisle. Then, Mr. Weasley walked the gorgeous bride down the aisle and handed her over to Harry. Oliver's mind drifted to a day a year and a half before when it had been Mr. Bell handing Katie over to him…
Saturday, March 24, 1999: St. Andrew's Anglican Church; Chudley England: 10: 30 am (Oliver's POV)
I was literally having a panic attack. I wasn't having second thoughts, but what if Katie was? What if my precious, darling Katie did not want to marry me? I loved her; she knew that, didn't she? Maybe I should ask Mark to go tell her for me or take her a note. No, that might scare her away. Why would she date me for nine years if she didn't love me? Surely she could have had millions of other men. Both Roger Davies and Cedric Diggory had gone after her at one point or another. Poor Cedric, he was a good guy; he didn't deserve to be murdered in a graveyard surrounded by Death Eaters with only one friend nearby and that friend helpless to save him.
Joe Bell walked in just then. "Oliver Michael Wood, stand still! You're going to wear a hole in the carpet is you don't cut it out!"
I sighed. "I can't help it. What if Katie gets cold feet?"
He snorted. "Right," he replied, his voice rich with sarcasm. "My sister, Katherine Suzanne Bell, doesn't want to marry you. Oliver, she's only been in love with you since forever! The only thing she's worried about is that you don't love her.
"How could I ever not love her? I love with all that I am. I love more than anything, more than life itself!"
So, twenty minutes later, I was standing at the end of the aisle. First, George Weasley walked down the aisle with Alicia Spinnet. Fred Weasley and Angelina Johnson followed them. Then came Percy Weasley and Lizzie Bell. Finally came my best man, Joe Bell, and Katie's maid of honor, Annie Bell. Next would be Katie. I gasped as her father led her to the head of the aisle. She was a vision, an angel. Her dress was white satin and there was something on the bodice that glimmered and danced when the light hit it. It had spaghetti straps. Her light brown hair hung loose and curled; it was layered and had one of those face-framing things. Her veil was attached to a diamond and silver tiara; she was gorgeous. If I hadn't already been madly in love with her, I would have fallen in love with her the minute I laid eyes on her walking down the aisle towards me. It was then that it hit me; she was about to become my wife and we would spend the rest of our lives together.
Suddenly she was standing in front of me and we were holding hands. The priest began, "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the joining of this man and this woman in holy matrimony. Oliver Michael Wood and Katherine Suzanne Bell have come here today to be married. If anyone has any objections to their union, speak now or forever hold your peace."
To my relief, no one made a peep. The priest continued. "Do you, Katherine Suzanne, take this man, Oliver Michael, to be your lawfully wedded husband for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, forsaking all others and holding only to him until death do you part?"
The light of what seemed to be a million candles lit up my beloved's blue eyes and turned them into diamonds as she whispered, "I do."
"Do you, Oliver Michael, take this woman, Katherine Suzanne, to be your lawfully wedded wife for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, forsaking all others and holding only to her until death do you part?"
"The rings, please," the priest said. Katie and Joe handed him the rings. I took Katie's ring from Joe. I slipped the slender gold band inlaid with ten diamonds around her right ring finger and spoke, slowly but firmly, "Katherine Suzanne, with this ring, I thee wed."
"Katherine, repeat after me. With this ring, I thee wed."
Katie slipped the plain gold band around my left ring finger as she said, "Oliver Michael, with this ring, I thee wed."
The priest smiled kindly at us. "Katherine and Oliver, you have sworn to love each other always. May the love that has brought you here today always lead you and guide you all the days of your lives. I now pronounce you husband and wife. Oliver, you may kiss the bride."
I threw my arms around her and pulled her to myself, kissing her with all the love and passion I held for her in my being.
The priest smiled and then said to the congregation. "Ladies and gentlemen, may I present to you Mr. and Mrs. Oliver Michael Wood."
Everyone applauded as I walked my gorgeous bride down the aisle. "You're the queen of my heart. Katie, I love you so much."
"And I love you too."
Saturday, September 8, 2000: St. George's Anglican Church, Hogsmeade: 11:00 am (Third Person POV)
Oliver stood between Fred and Ron watching Harry and Ginny promise eternal fidelity and love to each other. "I, Ginerva Kathryn, take thee Harry James to be my lawfully wedded husband for better or for worse, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, forsaking all others and holding only to you until death do us part," Ginny solemnly promised.
"I, Harry James, take thee Ginerva Kathryn to be my lawfully wedded wife for better or for worse, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, forsaking all others and holding only to you until death do us part," Harry pledged calmly.
Ron handed Harry Ginny's ring as Hermione handed Harry's to Ginny. Harry slipped Ginny's ring on her finger as he said, "Ginerva Kathryn, with this ring, I thee wed."
Choking back tears, Ginny slipped Harry's ring on his finger whispered, "Harry James, with this ring, I thee wed."
The priest smiled kindly at the young couple. "Ginerva and Harry, you have sworn to love each other always. May the love that has brought you here today always lead you and guide you all the days of your lives. I now pronounce you husband and wife. Harry, you may kiss the bride."
Oliver smiled at the passion with which Harry kissed Ginny. The young couple was so in love. When they pulled apart, the priest said, "Ladies and gentleman, I present to you Mr. and Mrs. Harry James Potter."
As the priest said that, Oliver and Katie locked eyes. They didn't need words to express their thoughts but Katie mouthed, "I love you to you" to her husband.
"I love you too," he mouthed back. Oliver sighed as he saw his wife and babies. Motherhood had only made Katie more beautiful and their two children were miracles.
At the reception a few hours later, Katie and Oliver were sitting together with Kiernan and Mary in their laps. Alicia and George were also at the table as were Angelina and Fred. "I couldn't be happier," Oliver said with a smile.
The band began playing the opening cords of Guys and Dolls. "I love this song," Katie whispered.
"Leave Kiernan and Mary with us," Alicia said. "You two go dance."
They handed their children over to Alicia and Angelina. Oliver and Katie headed out onto the dance floor. As he held his wife in his arms, Oliver listened to the words.
When you see a guy reach for stars in the sky,
You can bet that he's doing it for some doll.
When you spot a John waiting out in the rain,
Chances are he's insane as only a John can be for a Jane.
When you see a gent paying all kinds of rent for a flat that could flatten the Taj Mahal,
Call it sad,
Call it funny,
But it's better than even money
That the guy's only doing it
FOR SOME DOLL!
At the end of the song, Oliver kissed Katie. "I'd do anything for my doll."
THE END
A/N: Well, that's it. I'm thinking about a sequel. Let me know if you want one. Please review!