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Andy: Ginny will experience the symptoms of pregnancy because of the magic in her blood.

Two weeks.

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"Ohh," Hermione groaned. She shielded her eyes from the blinding light.

"Sorry Hermione," Ginny's chirpy voice cut through the air.

"Shh," Luna whispered. "She got wasted last night and she probably has a hangover

"Shut up," Hermione grumbled as she pulled her blanket over her head. Her blanket felt surprisingly rough.

"So, after last nights travesty I don't care," Ginny said in a loud voice.

"I know, I never thought that Hermione would be the one who ended up drinking all of the alcohol!" Luna said.

"The party might have been better if Hermione would have let us have some," Ginny commented.

"I managed to get a hold of one the bottles and I offered you half of it but you refused," Luna had a puzzled expression.

"Shut up," Hermione repeated.

"How much was it? Seven, eight bottles?" Ginny said in a high-pitched voice, trying to change the subject.

"More like fifteen," Luna corrected.

"Don't you people listen, I told you to SHUT UP!" Hermione tried her best to yell but her voice was raspy.

"It would be easier to listen to you if you weren't covered in a rug," Ginny stifled a giggle.

"And on the living room floor," Luna added.

Hermione's eyes shot open. 'Oh god!' she thought as she got up slowly.

"I'm going to take pity on her," Luna said as she put a hangover remover spell on Hermione.

"Ahh, that is much better," Hermione said.

"Okay good," Ginny said. "DO YOU REMEMBER WHAT THE HELL YOU DID LAST NIGHT!"

"I'm standing right next to you!" Hermione started to get her headache back.

"Answer the question Hermione," Ginny said firmly.

Hermione tried to remember, but it all came back as a blur.

"I'll give you a hint," Ginny smiled mischievously. "There was a table top dance involve."

"Oh god," Hermione rushed to the kitchen to inspect the table.

"Don't you think we should tell her that she got drunk and watched the movie 'Red Box Lady'?" Luna asked.

"We will," Ginny smiled. "Eventually."

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(Harry's apartment)

"That was…"Ron was speechless.

"I know," Harry said wide eyed.

Neville grunted because he couldn't move.

"It was great but…" Ron tried to find the right words.

"You want to know how to get out," Harry finished for him.

Neville grunted again as Ron nodded.

All of them were shirtless, tied to the wall with red scarves and chains around they're stomachs. Hats with two-cup holders, with a beer can in each, on the sides, a small pipe was attached to the bottom of the cans with lead into their mouths were place on their heads. So they could suck on the pipes to drink beer. Their pants were cut and stained with liquor and grease. Neville's mouth was tied up with a dotted blue and white handkerchief. The way they were tied up was according to their height. So Ron was at the furthest right. Harry was next and Neville was on the left.

"Do you think we should call reinforcements?" Harry asked.

"NO," Ron yelled.

Neville shook his head furiously.

"Dammit Harry, why'd you have to add a torture wall to the whole middle ages thing?" Ron was annoyed.

Harry muttered something that wouldn't be coherent even if they were surrounded by silence.

"What was that?" Ron asked loudly.

"I…oght…oul…ky" Harry said.

"Mm mmmmmmm mmmmmm," Neville said through the handkerchief.

"He said 'In English please'," Ron translated

"I thought that it would be kinky," Harry blushed.

"We need to get out of this before…" Ron was cut off by Ginny aparating in the kitchen. "Too late."

"Weird," she said as she turned around. She topped when she noticed Ron, Harry and Neville chained to the wall. "Oh my god! What the hell happened?"

"Mmmmm mmm mmmmmm mmmm mmmm mmmmm mmm mm mm mmmmm," Neville said.

"What?" Ginny asked.

"Mmmmm mmm mmmmmm mmmm mmmm mmmmm mmm mm mm mmmmm," Neville repeated.

"Hold on, I'll take this out of your mouth," Ginny walked toward him and untied the blue and white scarf. "What were you saying?"

"I was saying, could you please take this thing out of my mouth?" Neville said proplerly.

"While you're at it could you untie the rest of us?" Ron begged.

Ginny smiled. "I will dearest brother, as soon as you answer a few of my questions?"

"It's remarkable how much she looks like Fred and George right now," Harry whispered to Neville.

"They are related, it's probably in the genes," Neville whispered back.

Ginny took out her wand and whispered an incantation. Suddenly a big spider appeared on her hand. It instantly started to spin a web. She slowly stepped towards Ron, holding the spider over her head. When she reached Ron she swiftly jerked her hand, the spider immediately started to build a web downward.

"Ginny," Ron said in his shaky voice.

"Ron," Ginny said sweetly. "WHAT REALLY HAPPENED TO BETSY?"

"Who?" Neville asked.

"Shut up," Harry shushed him. "She will hurt you. Believe me. I've experienced her wrath."

"Who, your old goldfish?" Ron asked as he tried to unsuccessfully to squirm away from the spider, which was getting uncomfortably close to him.

"YES, I KNOW THAT IT DIDN'T JUST GROW LEGS AND RUN AWAY!"

"Fred and George turned it into a pineapple," Ron obviously lied.

"Tell…me…the…truth," Ginny said threateningly.

"Okay, okay. I, I flushed it down the toilet," Ron admitted.

"You flushed the bird," Ginny stated.

"The bird ate the fish," Ron explained.

"Fine then." She took out her wand and magiced the spider, scarves and chains away. She then magiced some clothes onto them. "That wasn't so hard was it?"

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(Two weeks later. Hermione and Ron's wedding day.)

"I can't believe this!" Hermione exclaimed. "I don't, I don't, I don't."

"Calm down Hermione," Ginny said.

"It's too soon." Hermione started to hyperventilate.

"Hermione, you've been looking forward to this day since…well as long as I knew you," Brea, her co-worker commented. (Brea is a witch and knows that Hermione is a witch too.)

"Since she was thirteen, I recall." Luna added.

"Ron and I weren't even going out when we where thirteen," Hermione was temporarily distracted from her cold feet.

"Tell everyone why you hated Professor Trelawney soo much," Luna requested.

"What?" Hermione was confused.

"Who's Pro Trelawney?" Brea asked.

"Hermione's teacher in her third year at Hogwarts," Ginny answered.

"Why did she hate her?" Brea wanted to know.

"She was a fraud who couldn't predict the future even if she had a time machine!" Hermione almost yelled.

"Yet she predicted that you would marry Ron." Luna said simply.

Hermione's face went blank. Then it turned a light shade of red. "How did you know about that?"

"Oh, a little Nargles told me," Luna said.

"What's a Narg…" Brea started to say when she was poked by Ginny. "Why'd you do that?"

"Oh, force of habit, sorry," Ginny apologized.

"We've only had a month and a bit to plan the wedding," Hermione brought the topic back to its previous subject.

"Oh god," Brea sighed.

"What about the tradition?" Brea asked.

"I already gave her a blue garter," Ginny informed her.

"I gave her the pin," Luna said.

"The necklace is new." Hermione added.

"Some thing old, something new, something borrowed, something blue," Brea said. "You still need something old."

"Don't worry," Hermione assured her. "I have a little something."

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"I can't believe it," Ron said.

"Why? Everyone knew that you and Hermione would end up together." Harry said.

"I've seen you and Hermione in the holidays but I could tell that you were hot for her," Fred told him.

"Why are you one of my best men again?" Ron asked again.

"Because, brother dear, you wanted three," Fred answered with a smile.

"No I didn't," Ron said. Everyone ignored him.

"And," Harry prodded.

"And George and I threatened you."

"Thought so." Neville said to himself.

"Anyway. George will be the best man at Ginny's wedding." Fred said as he was closing the matter.

"Does she know about this?" Harry wanted to know.

"Not yet," Fred answered.

Neville checked his watch and nearly gagged. "Ron, we should have been at the alter three minutes ago."

"Oh crap," Ron swore.

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The sun was setting on the lake. In front of it was a beautiful arch. The arch was decorated with white and pink roses. Which went with the pink colour the sky was. In front of the arch was a nervous looking Ron, a handsome Harry, a happy Neville and a madly grinning Fred. Ron was nervous to what Fred and George was planning.

There were a few chairs across the lawn. The Grangers and the Weasley's were at the front. Behind them were Ron and Hermione's old professors (which includes Hagrid and Remus).

Dumbledore arrived wearing a priest outfit. Without a word he went straight up to the alter.

"This is the first time I've seen Dumbledore in muggle clothes," Neville commented.

"I know, it's scary," Fred whispered.

An amused twinkle could be seen at the corner of Dumbledores eyes.

"It's time," Harry whispered in Ron's ear.

The pianist started to play I can't help falling in love by Elvis (AN: or A-teens, I'm not sure). A little girl, who was Fleur and Bill's daughter, came up the aisle tossing flowers everywhere. She had chubby cheeks, sparkly blue eyes, and her mother's silvery blonde hair, which had streaks of red in it and with a handful of freckles spread across her face. She was wearing a pink flowery dress. Almost all the women there awed.

Next came Ginny with her hair held in an elegant bun. Her dress was pale purple with thin straps. It had sequins from the top of the dress to the top of her stomach. The dress ended at her ankles, she wore light lavender shoes, which matched her dress perfectly.

'Wow,' Harry thought. 'She looks beautiful.'

Behind Ginny came Luna. Luna had her hair in a French braid. Neville practically had his jaw on her floor when he saw her. Behind Luna came Brea.

The pianist stopped playing I can't help falling in love and started to play the wedding march.

Hermione appeared in her white wedding gown with her father next to her. It was strapless; the waist down part of the dress was flowing. It didn't have any sequins but Hermione looked beautiful in it anyway. On the upper right side of her dress she had on a small angel pin, which Luna had given her. The pin had a small blue jewel in the middle of it. Blue was her favorite colour, which 'co-incidentally' happened to be the same colour as Ron's eyes. She wore a white pearl necklace. Her chestnut brown hair was straightened the day before the wedding and was let loose. Also for some weird reason she was wearing a red heart hair clip, a bad one at that.

Ron chuckled. "I can't believe she still has that."

"What?" Harry asked.

"On our first date I saw a guy buy a dozen roses for his girlfriend. Since I didn't have much money then so I bought one rose and transfigured it into a hair clip and gave it to her," Ron explained.

"That was soo sweet Ron," Ginny commented.

"How the hell did you become an auror?" Fred spoilt the moment, eyeing the poorly transfigured hairclip.

Hermione reached the end of her alter. Her father whispered something in her ear, hugged her and sat down. Hermione walked the rest of the way.

"I love you Hermione, you look beautiful," Ron smiled.

"I love you too," Hermione smiled.

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