Summary: Ron's going to marry an American Muggle!?!?!? Hermione secretly in love with Ron and trying to break up the wedding!?!?!? Harry's gay and with Neville!?!?!? Based on the movie starring Julia Roberts, which I am watching now.

DISCLAIMER: Let's face it. I don't own jack squat lol. The plot belongs to everyone associated with My Best Friend's Wedding and the characters all belong to J.K Rowling (lucky I would buy them off of her if I could) HAPPY READING!! R/R!

Hermione took a deep breath and walked back to Ron, who was waiting in his car for her.

He smiled politely as she slid into the passenger side. She could never get used to the way they drove in America.

"How'd it go?" Ron asked as he put on his seatbelt.

Hermione sighed. "Harry isn't my fiancé, Ron. It...It's been over for ages, but he can't accept it. I built you up so much, I couldn't let him lose face in front of you. He could never stack up to the one man I measure everyone against."

"Uh..." Ron started, looking away. He chuckled nervously. "I know this is strange..." He cleared his throat. "Um...I gotta tell you, when...when you told me that you were marrying Harry, I got this really strange...um..." he chuckled again.

"You were jealous?"

Ron's eyes met Hermione's. "Crazy jealous. I'm sorry." There was a pause between them. "Can we maybe spend some alone time this afternoon? Would that be all right?"

He drove them to the riverfront and bought tickets to ride on the ferry.

They stoodin the back of the boat. Ron sighed. "Big weddings are so strange."

Hermione glanced at him. "You keep saying that."

"Kim has all this stuff to do,I hardly see her."

"Well, you've got the rest ofyour lives," Hermione triednot to sound bitter.

They leaned on the rail of a cruise boat, easing down the AlleghenyRiver. Theywere wind-blown and close together.

Hermionecontinued, "Getting your bed made...everyday."

They smiled at each other and seemed so comfortable together. It was nice. Hermione missed this. She looked away before continuing, "You miss her, huh?"

Ron shrugged. "No. I've got you."

She nodded. "You do."

He stared into hereyes. "Don't you throw up on boats?"

Hermionegiggled. "If you like..."

Shelurched over the railing, emitting abarrage of incredibly disgusting sounds, her feetflailing in mid-air. He laughed, as he pulled her back down to the deck.Of course, it was all a joke. He brushed back her hair, sighed, and stared. "I'vebeen thinking a lot thelast couple days. About us, actually."

"Have you?" Hermione said, casually. He gave her a look thatsaid he had. Shesmiled. "Well...there's a lot of memories to choose from..."

"It's more than that."

The comment tightened her throat and whenshe tried to speak a dry croak came out instead. He laughed again, but softer. He looked at her. "I mean, it's embarrassing tosay it this way, but..."

He hesitated and her eyes widened in anticipation. He smiled fondly. "You've sort of been...you know...the woman in my life."

"You've been the man in mine."

Ron stumbled, finding theright words to say. "And I was thinking this could be our last time...alone...together. You know?"

"Except for the hot affairs we'llhave twice a year." Hermione smiled.

Ron grinned. "Except for that."

There was a comfortable silence, but Ron broke it first. "I can hardly waitfor yourwedding."

"Me either."

She looked as the surprise in his face became apparent. She smiled. "What?"

He shrugged. "Boy, I never thought I'd hear you say that. Am I invited?

Hermione smiled and said, softly, "I couldn't have it without you."

She could tell that he was glad to hear that. He looked at the water. "It's normal to have...second thoughts,yeah? To be scared?"

Was this a change of direction? Orexactly what Hermione was trying to get out of him? Shedecided to play it cool. "I wouldn't know. I never hadthat many first thoughts."

Ron still gazed at the water. "I mean, you commit to a wedding...and then it seems like...this...momentum, you know? You forgetyou...chose it." She nodded and he continued, "You and I, I mean, in our relationships with other people...we didn't use the word 'love' a lot,did we?"Hermione shook her head, and Ron continued on, "Kimmy says, if you love someone, you say it. You say it right then, out loud. Otherwise the moment just..."

Therewas a long pause and Hermione helped, "Passes you by?"

Ron smiled. "... passes you by, yeah.She's asmart girl." He was silent for a moment, thinking. "We don't evenhave a song, Kimmy and I. We don't have a song. Do you think that's a bad sign?"

Hermione just shrugged and then Ron began singing their song, softly. "Someday, when I'm awfully low and the world is cold..."

Hermione sighed, remembering. She didn't want to cry, but it was talking all her strength to hold it back.

"I will feel a glow just thinking of you...and the way you look...tonight." He stopped and smiled that sweet, boyish smile. "Is your dance card filled?"

Hermione giggled. "I'll check. I have it on powerbook, these days."

Ron marveled at his best friend. "Is that so?"

She smiled and he held up his arms. She moved into them and he began to dance with her, turning ever-so slowly, ignoring the onlookers. Ron continues singing in her ear, "With each word, your tendernessgrows, tearing my fears apart..."

She pulls him closer and bit her lip, quickly wiping the tear that began falling down hercheek. Ron continued singing, "And that laugh that wrinkles your nose, touches my foolish heart..." He stopped and looked down at her. She was still cuddled in his arms. "Where did we first hear th--"

"The night wemet."Hermione looked up into Ron's eyes. "The night we fell in love."

Ron didn't know how to respond to that. So, instead, he said, "So, we heard it...like, right that...that first..."

"Wedanced to it...just like this."

He was silent for a few moments, before he said, "I won't lose you, will I?"

Hermione closed hereyes and then opened them. She was completely lost in Ron's. "No. I won't let you."

He smiled and picked up the song where he left off and they continued dancing, slowly together.

A/N: HAPPY NEW YEAR! This is a sweet little chapter. It reminds me of a conversation me and my best friend would have. Hmm. I think I'll call him later. ANYWAY! I hope you liked this! I'll update soon! We're reaching the end, slowly, but surely. -tear- But, in the meantime, PLEASE! R/R!