A/N: Okay, so it seems some of you weren't crazy about Ginny's reaction to Helena and I think the reason is I haven't exposed Helena's true personality. I don't know how many of you have read Remind Me How to Fly by IHopeForAnarchy (which by the way is a great story and you should all check it out, a little shameless plug for one of my favorite authors…) but for those of you who have read it, Helena is A LOT like Katie's sister Elizabeth was until chapter eighteen. Basically, she's really self-absorbed and she isn't ready to be a mother; Ginny wants to protect Anna from that.

CapriceAnn Hedican-Kocur: SO glad you think this is an "amazing story." Happy reviews make me happy. J

Lily Nicole Potter: The Rose Cottage is a sweet name, isn't it? The wedding day starts as soon as I'm done writing notes to y'all.

Gomay: Okay, you changed your name; spell check likes your new name better. J I'm happy too. Anna's cool.

TardyChick06: I understand where you're coming from, really I do. Ginny just knows that right now Helena isn't ready to face motherhood. Eventually, she will have more involvement in Anna's life, just not yet.

Pnl123: I know the lyrics are wrong. Ben changed them to suit his purposes, so Oliver sang Ben's version. If you don't like Ben's version, go bomb Cuba. After all, he is the gorgeous but psycho Senor el Cubano. (His mother is from Cuba.)

Sarahamanda: They just don't like the fact that she's a nine-year-old stuck in a sixteen-year-old's body.

Outlawed-little-angel: First off, love you too! Secondly, I'm so happy you love the story. I hope this update is soon enough for you; I'm sorry my updates are so few and far between, but life is busy. Like right now, I have to get off the computer so my sister can write some dumb English paper.

Dadswell: yeah, we're getting there. I'm thinking maybe five more chapters after this, but the plot is in general winding down.

Webster: Well, here we have it; the long-awaited wedding is here.

On Saturday morning, Ginny woke up to the sound of her blaring alarm. She glanced at the clock and realized it was eight-thirty. She ran into the living room to find Harry sitting on the couch drinking coffee. "Where's Hermione? Where are Callie and Anna? Why didn't anyone wake me up sooner?

Harry smiled. "They've been trying to wake you up for an hour. Mione has tried everything. She had Anna and Sarah screaming, the alarm, all the little kids, and a radio, but you wouldn't wake up. So, Hermione decided to just leave the alarm in there and take Anna and Callie into Lily and Sarah's room until you woke up. James and Sirius are playing in their room and Mione has the girls in Lily and Sarah's room."

Ginny nodded. "Where's the coffee? I could really use some."

"It's in the kitchen," Harry replied. "No, wait, I'll get it for you. You sit down and rest. You're going to have to spend most of the rest of the day in high heels, so this is your last chance to rest your feet."

Ginny smiled gratefully as she threw herself on the couch and waited for her best friend's husband to bring her the much desired and much necessitated caffeine she always started her mornings with now that she was done nursing Callie.

A few minutes later, Harry placed a mug of coffee in Ginny's eager hands. "So, are you nervous?" he asked as he sat down across the coffee table from her.

She nodded, staring into the cup; she waited awhile before speaking. "I love Oliver. But we've only been together for eleven months. Are we rushing things, Harry? Are we going faster than we should? Are we rushing into this?"

Harry smiled at the redhead sitting across from him. "Gin, you love Oliver; he loves you. It's that simple. You two have known each other since Charlie was at Hogwarts. He knows you inside and out; you've known him since you were a little munchkin. You two will live a happy life together with a Quidditch pitch in the backyard and seven children flying around on it."

Ginny smiled. "Seven kids and a Quidditch pitch, now that would be all of Oliver's dreams come true."

"No, all of Oliver's dreams come true is spending the rest of his life with you, Callie, Anna, and any other kids you may have together," Harry replied. "Oliver is your Prince Charming and you are his Cinderella. You two are perfect for each other. It doesn't matter that you have a daughter or that you two have only been together for eleven months. What matters is that you love each other; you two want to be together. That's all that matters. You two love each other and you want to spend the rest of your lives together. Love, it's the most beautiful and most amazing thing in the world. Sure, Hot Pockets are tastier, but love is the best thing in the world. And that's what you and Oliver have together; you two love each other madly, deeply, and truly."

Two hours later, Ginny was standing in her childhood bedroom with her mother, Hermione, and her sisters-in-law getting dressed for her wedding. Everyone was dressed except the bride who was standing by the bed in her bra, panties, nylons, slip, hair, and makeup. "All right, girls, here it comes," Mrs. Weasley announced as she carried in the wedding dress.

"It's beautiful," Katie gasped as she saw the long white gown. "Ginny, you're going to make Ollie weak at the knees. You're going to be a gorgeous bride, a beautiful princess."

Ginny blushed as her mother and Angelina began slipping the dress over her head. She reached her arms up in the air and slipped them into the soft, sheer white sleeves. Angelina tugged the dress and shifted it, settling it in place. She gasped. "Oh, you're a vision, Ginny, you're a vision."

"My little girl is all grown up," Mrs. Weasley gasped. "Oh, Ginerva, you're so beautiful." She pulled her daughter to her and kissed her cheek.

"Oliver's so lucky," Katie gasped.

"He's going to die when he sees you," Alicia added.

Ginny smiled. "I can't believe I'm getting married."

Hermione lifted the veil off the dresser and walked towards the bride. "Let's get this settled on your head, Gin. Every bride needs her veil."

Hermione and Angelina settled the embroidered lace veil on Ginny's head. They secured it on her head with diamond barrettes. The veil had roses embroidered all around the edge; it was as long as the train on her gown. Katie gasped. "You look like an angel."

Ginny walked slowly to the full-length mirror and gasped. "I look like a giant snowball," she gasped. (My sister has been begging me to have a bride in one of my stories say that, so Charlie, are you happy now?) Ginny smiled. "I'm kidding; you guys made me beautiful! Thank you all so much!"

"Oh, I want to hug you," Alicia beamed. "But I'm afraid of wrinkling your dress or messing your hair up."

"I don't care," Ginny replied, hugging Alicia. "I don't mind wrinkles in my dress when they're from my sisters. I love you all and I want to hug all of you; without you girls, I never would have gotten together with Oliver."

Alicia kissed Ginny's cheek. "You're a beautiful bride. Oliver is the luckiest man in the world."

Angelina was next. She hugged the bride. "You're a princess to us, but you'll be the queen of Oliver's heart for the rest of your life. May you, Oliver, Callie, and Anna have a very happy and blessed life together."

Ginny hugged her sister-in-law. "Thank you so much. I'd give anything to be sure that Oliver and I will be half as happy as you and Bill are."

Katie walked up to Ginny and kissed her cheek. "You're an amazing mother and you'll be a wonderful wife. Gin, you and Oliver really will live happily ever after."

Ginny laughed. "Katie, you know I'm not the princess in some Muggle fairy tale. But thank you."

Hermione hugged Ginny. "We've been best friends for eleven years now. You were there when I walked down the aisle and when each of my children was christened. I was there when Callie was born; we've been together for all each other's important moments in the past ten years. You and Oliver are wonderful together. You'll have a wonderful life together."

Ginny kissed Hermione's cheek. "Thanks for everything; I love you."

Mrs. Weasley was last. She had tears in her eyes as she kissed her daughter. "My little girl is getting married. I'm so happy for you. You're marrying Oliver; I've loved him since your brothers befriended him years ago. I'm so happy for you two. I hope that you and Oliver can be as happy as your father and I have been together."

An hour and a half later, Ginny was standing with her father in the back of the church, waiting for her turn to walk down the aisle. Her father smiled at her as she patiently watched as Harry and Katie walked down the aisle. Then came Bill and Alicia, followed by Ron and Angelina. Hermione and Charlie came next and finally, Alex and Larissa walked down the aisle; Larissa was sprinkling yellow rose petals as she walked and clinging to her cousin. He was adorable in his little tux and she in her pale yellow sleeveless satin dress. The bridesmaids were wearing pale yellow dresses that resembled the bride's dress.

Suddenly, the organist struck up the wedding march and Mr. Weasley walked his daughter down the aisle. He saw Oliver standing at the end of the aisle and knew that he was about to hand his daughter over to this young man. Make no mistake, he loved Oliver like a son, but Ginny was his only daughter and he was handing her over in marriage.

When Ginny reached the end of the aisle, her father lifted her veil up to reveal her face and kissed her cheek. "Oliver, take good care of her," Mr. Weasley said as his daughter stepped towards Oliver and the priest.

"We are gathered here today," the priest began. "To witness the joining of Oliver Thomas Wood and Ginerva Kathryn Weasley in holy matrimony."

When they came to the vows, Ginny went first. "I, Ginerva Kathryn, take you, Oliver Thomas, to be my lawfully wedded husband for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, until death does us part."

Oliver smiled. "I, Oliver Thomas, take you, Ginerva Kathryn, to be my lawfully wedded wife for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, until death does us part."

"The rings, please," the priest said.

Ginny slipped the ring on Oliver's finger. "With this ring, I thee wed."

Oliver slid Gin's ring on Oliver's finger. "With this ring, I thee wed."

"Oliver, Ginny, I now pronounce you man and wife. Oliver, you may now kiss the bride," the priest said.

Oliver pulled Ginny to himself and kissed her.

The priest smiled and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, it is my great privilege to present to you Mr. and Mrs. Oliver Wood."

Everyone in the church applauded as the newlyweds walked down the aisle.

After leaving the church, Oliver and Ginny Flooed to the Burrow. There they met up with all their invited family and friends. Helena Wood spent twenty minutes analyzing Ginny's dress. Ophelia Wood had designed it especially for her new sister-in-law. "Ginny, you have GOT to let me borrow this dress when I get married," Helena exclaimed. "I love it. It's so pretty; I mean, it shows off all your curves and you look like a perfect princess in this. Ginny, promise me you'll loan me this dress when I get married." The seventeen-year-old was fingering the sheer sleeves of the dress and tracing the embroidery.

Oliver walked over carrying Anna in his arms. "Helena, I'll make you a deal. I'll let you hold Anna for a while if you'll let me have my wife back for a while."

"But? But? I was looking at the pretty dress," Helena whined. "Ollie, Ginny's dress is gorgeous. Can't I stare at it for just a little while longer? Please, Oliver? You'll have the rest of your life with her; I only get tonight with her dress."

Oliver snorted and rolled his eyes. "It's my wedding night; God willing I'll only get one of those in my lifetime. Helena, I'll let you play with the dress another day; tonight is the night I want to spend with my bride." As he said this, he handed Anna to Ophelia who took her over to Mrs. Weasley.

"Even though she's not a virgin?" Helena replied, crassly. "And you deflowered her almost two years ago. Everyone knows that tonight will not be the first night you two spend together. I mean, who knows what you two did every night at Hogwarts last year?"

Oliver hissed under his breath; then he spoke softly but severely, saying, "Calandra was the result of one night. I was drunk and she was drunk and lonely. We haven't been together like that since that night. Tonight will be the first time that we will be together really and truly." He grabbed his sister's shoulder and pulled her close to him. "Helena, if I ever hear you say anything like that again, I will personally strangle you."

Helena whimpered. "Oliver, you're an ass. I hate you and I wish you'd never been born. Ginny, you never should have married this puke head; you'll regret it for the rest of your life, I can guarantee you that." With that, she stormed off into the distance.

Oliver looked at his new bride. "Do you believe her?"

Ginny shook her head and kissed her husband. "No, I know you and I know her." She wrapped her long white arms around his neck. "Oliver, I love you; you're my husband and an amazing man. I don't trust Helena; I haven't since the day she came into my office and told me she was pregnant by Ed Jacobs but had dated four other guys since then. I couldn't believe it. Oliver, I love you, but I just can't stand people like your sister."

The groom stroked his bride's back. "Ginny, I don't think I've thanked you enough for all you've done for me this past year. You've been a perfect saint and angel."

Mr. and Mrs. Oliver Wood kissed passionately. "Shall we go off to celebrate our marriage?"

Ginny nodded and the two of them Apparated off to the Caribbean. The newlyweds were spending their honeymoon in the Caribbean while Anna and Callie spent the next two weeks with their grandmother Wood whom they hardly ever saw.

A/N: Okay, so I know someone you just aren't going to like this chapter but I'll deal with that tomorrow. Tonight, I'm dealing with getting my homework done and surviving the next week of rehearsals with opening night this Friday night. So, please review. I'm working on a Christmas OW/KB fic and then I'll update this and the other HP fic I'm working on.