A/n: yeah, yeah, Sorry about the wait, Just go read...
"There, Perfect!" Ginny and Akane stepped away from Hermione. They had spent the past 4 hours working on her hair and now they had finally gotten it just the way they liked it. They spun her around so she could look at herself in the mirror. Her hair was mostly pulled up in a bun that was just visible over her head. It was circled by small white flowers and small blue flowers. Two strands of hair were out of the bun, but wrapped around the bun, hanging from the bottom of the bun in identical curls. Two smaller strands of hair we curled from the root and hung down next to her face. Ginny reached forward and tucked those curls behind her ears.
"You look beautiful, 'Mione." Akane gasped. Ginny pulled out a potion bottle from the chest she had brought, and sprinkled it lightly over Hermione's hair.
"There, now it won't fall out until you really want it too." Ginny smiled, stepping back again to admire their handiwork.
"Okay come on, time to get your dress on." Hermione stood up slowly, still afraid of messing up her hair, no matter what Ginny said. She stepped into her dress which Ginny was holding up and slid it slowly up over her body. Then she looked in the body length mirror to get the whole effect. The dress had small spaghetti straps at the top. It was entirely white except for faint blue lines tracing from the waist down. The skirt was almost flat in the front, but in the back it had a fairly long train, which Cheryl, Sidney, and Lindsay were going to hold for her as she walked down the aisle. Alex and Jon we each carrying a pillow with one ring on it, and Brooke was going to be the flower girl, in a dress almost Identical to Hermione's minus the long train.
"Something old." Ginny slipped a charm bracelet from her mother's wedding onto Hermione's wrist. "Something new." Ginny clipped a new charm onto the bracelet. It was simple an R and an H intertwined all together.
"Something borrowed." Akane pulled her mothers necklace from her purse. It was a simple blue rose on a gold chain. "And that covers something blue, too."
A small knock came on the door. "Were decent." Hermione called. Slowly the door pushed open revealing her father.
"Oh my, you look so beautiful Mia."
"Thank you daddy, is it time yet?"
"Almost, we're supposed to get in line though." Mr. Granger held out his elbow, and Hermione graciously took it. She took a deep breath and then followed Akane and Ginny out the door.
"Dude, you're hyper-ventilating again." Harry was patting Ron on the back trying to get him to calm down.
"I'm okay, I'm okay." Ron sighed standing up again, "Just so incredibly nervous. What if I forget the vows I wrote, or what I'm supposed to say?"
"Hermione could care less if the vows you say up there are the ones you practiced before as long as they come from the heart, and other than that all you have to say is I do. Now even someone with as thick a skull as you can remember I do." Ron glared at Harry but he was ignoring the glares. "Come on; time to go stand up there. I have to go meet Ginny at the back. You'll do fine."
Harry pushed Ron out the door near the front of the church and quickly made his way around to the back room where the others were waiting.
"All good?" Ginny asked Harry as he slid into line.
"As good as it'll ever be."
Ron stood towards the front of the church. He saw his mom and dad sitting proudly on the front row, holding little Jennifer Hermione on their lap. They smiled at him and his dad gave him the thumbs up. Mrs. Granger was sitting on the opposite front row, tissues in hand. She smiled up at him briefly before turning to the back of the room as the music started.
First down the aisle came Bill and Fleur, followed by Charlie and Beth, then Percy and Penny, then Fred and Angelina quickly followed by George and Martha. After they all had made their way down the Aisle, Brooke came shyly down the aisle, smiling and blushing, the whole way. Alex and Jon came next; with Harry and Ginny behind them making sure they went where they were supposed to go.
Ron shut his eyes briefly as the music began to slow down. When he had opened them, he saw his angel coming down the aisle. Mr. Granger was holding her elbow lightly, leading her since she wasn't taking her eyes off Ron. When Hermione had stepped into place, Mr. Granger kissed her lightly on the cheek through the veil. "Take care of my baby." He whispered to Ron before joining Mrs. Granger in the front row. Lindsay, Cheryl and Sidney pulled lightly on the edge of Ron's jacket. He bent over for a second and they all kissed him on the check. "So you don't feel left out." Lindsay quietly added. He chuckled and stood back up, finally prepared to complete what had always felt right, to make Hermione his wife.
"Truth be told, I first hated you. You were snobbish, up tight, and so much smarter than me that I just wanted to smack you. You were incredibly perfect, and I was irritated by that I couldn't imagine someone could be that good. You knew everything, especially everything that I didn't know. I was so mad at you for being wonderful. Then I saw you cry. I said something stupid and you cried because of it. Then I did something stupider, and you were scared. A troll was hovering over you and you had no Idea what to do. You weren't perfect, and that made you perfect for me. I loved you since that day, even if I couldn't say it until much later. I always have and always will love you."
"You always have been, and always will be an idiot. Yes, I know that, and I accept that. However, you aren't purposely an idiot, you can't help it, and with friends like Harry and I, well, being the idiot is sometime the best part to play. You can me smile and laugh even in the worst of situations, you can make me feel safe even when death is looming right over my shoulder. Maybe, you were such an idiot that you actually slipped into genius somewhere along the way, without any of us noticing. Even if you didn't, you're my idiot, and I will always want you to be my idiot."
Albus Dumbledore looked proudly on the couple in front of him. Smiling softly, he turned to Ron, who had still not taken his eyes off Hermione as she stood next to him. They had just finished the traditional vows, and now they were standing across from each other waiting for the tell-tale phrase for the end of the wedding. Dumbledore smiled, and cleared his throat. "You may now kiss the bride." He smiled again. Ron and Hermione stepped closer to each other, and right before they kissed, a happy squeal came from behind Ginny. Both Ron and Hermione turned to see Akane with her hands pressed tightly to her mouth.
"Sorry," She whispered, "Please continue." Hermione couldn't resist laughing before she pulled Ron in for their first kiss as a married couple. Dumbledore raised his hands to the crowd.
"I present to you, Mr. and Mrs. Ronald Weasley."
Everyone from the wedding had eventually wandered down to the Fellowship hall on the other side of the church, where the wedding was being held. After they cut the cake and such, but before the dancing, Harry stood and gently tapped his fork against his glass. Immediately, every face in the hall turned to the head table. "Um, Hi." Harry adjusted his glasses, not expecting such a quick reaction. "Well, Ron has said that since he had to get up and give a speech at my wedding, it's only fair that I do the same. I've known both Hermione and Ron since my first year at uh," he glanced at the muggles that were scattered through out the room, "Boarding school. And if anyone had told me then that in ten years time I would be the best man at their wedding, I would have personally paid their way in a psychiatric ward. But as time went on, the idea of them being together started to wear on me. In fact I thought it was almost guaranteed. But then Hermione had to leave for America. I was afraid that all hope was lost. Especially when we couldn't find her, trying to reunite our friendship. I unintentionally gave up on finding her, but Ron never did. Ron never doubted that one day, she would be his wife. There was no if ands, or buts about it. And now, what do you know, Ickle Ronnie was right about something. So for me, this isn't a celebration of the joining of my two best friends, because they've always been together in my mind. For me, this is a celebration that Ron was right for once." Harry smiled at Ron, who was glaring back at him, his ears unusually pink. Behind Ron, Hermione was in a fit of silent giggles, though looking up at Harry as well. "To my best friends!" Harry raised his glass and his words were echoed as the families and friends toasted to the couple. Harry sat down, as his wife on the other side of Hermione stood.
"Hi guys!" She smiled, "Okay. Ron and I have always been close. Bill had Charlie, Percy had his books, Fred and George had each other, So Ron and I had to team up to survive in the Weasley house-hold. Many a time I would crawl into his bedroom during lightning storms, and, to comfort me, he would tell me stories of the future. He told me I would marry one of the richest, most famous wizard in the world, one that could take care of me properly, and we would be happy," Ginny nodded to Harry and smiled, "But he never once mentioned his future. So one day, a bunch of spiders Somehow…" Ginny stared pointedly at Fred and George, "made their way into Ron's room, suddenly he was the one lying in my bed, unable to get to sleep. I began to weave a beautiful future for my brother, and in that future he had a beautiful wife, who always smiled. I told him she would be exactly what he needed, someone who can tell him how stupid he his, but still be able to help him when he needed it. I was very vague on the whole thing so he started teasing me, saying I couldn't get a proper picture in my head. So I glared at him, and yelled, 'Brown hair, brown eyes and the most bookwormish girl you'll have ever met, Happy?' Imaging how much I laughed when I met Hermione in Diagon Alley the summer before my first year. So, I raise a toast similar to my husband's, but instead, I raise it to the successful dream of a seven-year-old girl." Ginny smiled, her glass in the air, "To my youngest brother, and my newest sister."
"And now, for the Bride and Grooms first dance." Dean Thomas, who was DJing for the wedding, called to the crowd. Ron elegantly stood from the table and kneeled before his bride, holding out his hand. Hermione smiled as she let Ron lead her onto the dance floor. Softly, Music began to flow through the speakers surround the rooms. Ron wrapped Hermione in his arms and held her close like he had at the club when she started crying. Again, tears were leaking from her chocolate brown eyes, but Ron felt it was for a different reason this time.
'From this moment, life has begun
From this moment, you are the one
Right beside you is where I belong
From this moment on.
From this moment, I have been blessed
I live only for your happiness
And for your love, I'd give my last breath
From this moment on.
I give my hand to you, with all my heart
Can't wait to live my life with you, can't wait to start
You and I will never be apart
My dreams came true because of you.
From this moment, as long as I live
I will love you, I promise you this
There is nothing I wouldn't give
From this moment on.
You're the reason I believe in love
And you're the answer to my prayers from up above
All we need is just the two of us
My dreams came true because of you.
From this moment, as long as I live
I will love you, I promise you this
There is nothing I wouldn't give
From this moment
I will love you as long as I live
From this moment on.
From This Moment On'
Okay, I think this a good enough place to stop, what says you?
Anyway, Sorry for the time hopping, but I want to try and get this story finished before I come up with a thousand different ways to end it.
Plus, I can't wait to get started writing 'The Next Generation'
Anyway, I am a huge fan of irony, does anyone see the irony of Hermione and Ron getting married in a blue dress? If not, oh well…
Also, I must add in a bit of thanks to my good Friend Ashley. She was my sole inspiration for Akane. I basically took some of her characteristics, and exaggerated them a great bit, and threw them into a character. I'm so glad that she was a good sport and did not get totally pissed by my teasing. (Note: that line with Hermione and Akane in Chap. 2 about all Akane thinks of is 'Hot boys and Drinking' was an actual situation between Ashley and I except it was a toast to 'Hot guys and Snogging') I LOVE YOU ASHLEY! Lol
okay, enough for this chapter, I'll do what I can to get my next chapter out soon, but SOLs (for those who live in Virginia and Know what I'm talking about) coming up, so my teachers are pressing my nose to the grindstone, and Its not very fun. Oh well, I'll do my best.
BEK
P.S. If you can't figure out whose vows are whos, then you deserve a stupid smack and need to re-read the books before you read anymore fanfiction...