Harry Potter and All There Is Left To Do Is Love
by: wishonamuggle at yahoo dot com
Chapter Two: The Weedding
Harry and Ron hid in the woods-y area behind the Burrow the next couple of days while Hermione and Ginny helped out at the Wedding. It gave the boys time to talk--like boys, something they rarely did because one fancied their best friend and the other fancied the other's sister.
"Strippers, eh?" Ron said after Harry had asked about what the Twins were doing for Bill's bachelor party. "Do you reckon that Hermione would be terribly mad if I watched?"
"Yes." Said Harry truthfully.
"You're lucky, you know." Ron told him, "Ditching Ginny just before this wedding so you can go to the strip show." Ron apparently didn't know about Ginny's little strip for him at Number 4.
"Ron, don't say that."
"Oh yeah, that's right," Ron, who had a very annoyed voice, "Ginny said you didn't want to ditch her. You were just being noble." Ron took a deep breath and began speaking very fast, "It is just that she is perfect for you!"
"How do you say that?" Harry asked, not that he disagreed with him.
"You have a history with You-Know-Who. Ginny has a history with You-Know-Who."
"True." Harry said, "Of course I have had more close encounters."
Ron ignored him and went on, "Both of you are really super at Quidditch!" Harry smiled. "And I hate to admit it but, she does seem like the perfect person to have in battle. She is really quick on her feet and she doesn't need to be told twice what to do. She is really loyal to people, especially you."
Harry looked sideways at him.
"You know who called on her after we left Hogwarts?" Ron asked, "Michael Corner. Said he was sorry and that he really missed her. Said that she was the best thing he ever had at school and he heard that you and her broke it off."
Harry felt his insides burn. Not even a week after they broke off and he is all over her?
"She told him that she only cared about you," Ron told him.
Harry felt his chest swell.
"Plus," Ron added as an after thought, "think if you and her got married. Then we could be brothers!"
"ALL RIGHT!" A flamboyant, rather feminine, man yelled to the Red-head Weasleys and blond Delacour family. "This side is the Bride side so all the girls will end up here!" He went on explaining where people would stand.
The backdoor of the Burrow had he decorated so that it was covered in white silks and the ground was covered in white laces and fabrics, white flowers lined the aisle that Fleur would be walking down tomorrow. There was a cream colored archway covered in white lilies and all of the Wedding Party stood under it waiting more instructions from the Wedding Planner.
"All right, Groom?" He called out, waving his hand loosely.
"Here." Bill growled. His hair was pulled back in a low ponytail and his face had three long scars across it where Greyback attacked him. He had not turned into a werewolf, like they had feared, but he did seem to like his meat rare and a new wild(er) streak developed. His voice also seemed a bit more wolf-like.
Ginny leaned over to Harry and whispered, "Gay men make me laugh so much." Harry looked at her and then looked back at the Wedding Planner. Yes, indeed he was gay.
"Wait! I don't 'ave a vale!" Fleur cried!
Ginny rolled her eyes at Harry then walked over to a piece of lace that was on one of the seats for the guests. "Here!" Ginny walked over and put it on top of Fleur's head, tucking it behind her ears. "It can work for now." Ginny shrugged.
Fleur's bottom lip shivered and she grabbed Ginny in a big hug, "Oh Geenny!" Tears were rolling down her cheeks, "Eet means so much to me zat you 'elped me! Oh Geenny!"
Ginny patted her awkwardly and stepped away and moved back to Harry and told him in a low whisper, "Never let me do that again." Harry snorted into the back of his hand.
"All right! Maid of Honor! Best Man! You two will be first to come out!" The gay man pushed all of the wedding party into the Burrow through the back doors. Charlie and Fleur's friend took the front of the line. Fleur spoke in French to let her know what was going on.
"Now, the tallest next. You boy!" He grabbed Ron's arm and put him behind Charlie and grabbed Hermione, "You here!" He then grabbed Harry and put him behind Ron, "And the lovely little red head. Sweetheart," He added after he put her behind Hermione, "I just LOVE your red hair. Is it natural?"
'Oh, it's natural, all right!' Harry thought, his face glowing red.
He pushed all the couples together and added to Harry and Ginny at the end, "You two are really cute together!" Ginny giggled silently into Harry's arm.
They went through the rehearsal with the gay wedding planner yelling orders to them and even (to Harry and Ginny's amusement and Ron's horror) grabbed Ron's hips and pushed him, "You have to walk slowly...that's it!"
Ron's ears where bright pink and Hermione said, "Well, you did drag your feet a bit."
"Boys!" Mrs. Weasley called, "We need to take you and the girls to Diagon Alley for your fitting."
"Fitting?" Harry asked.
"Yes." Mr. Weasley said, "You need a tux."
Harry thought back to when he saw Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon going out, there must have been 50 pieces to what he was wearing, and if the man fitting him was gay he might just have a worst experience than Ron just had.
Mr. Weasley, Mrs. Weasley, Fleur, her friend, Charlie, Ron, Hermione, Harry, and Ginny all took Floo Powder to Diagon Alley and went into a Wizardwear shop. There were two women behind the counter, they were identical.
"Hello, Weasley-Delacour Wedding Party?" They asked in unison.
"Yes." Mrs. Weasley said brightly, she had warmed up a lot to Fleur since Bill's run-in with the werewolf.
"All right," said one of them, "if the women will follow me, I will get to fitting their dresses!"
"Boys," said the other one as the girls disappeared behind a curtain. "If you will come this way, I will fit you into some tuxedos!"
As Harry made his way into the room she was pointing to he could hear the girls oow-ing and aah-ing and even a giggle that sounded as though it belonged to Hermione.
It wasn't as bad as he thought. There were three stools where Charlie, Ron, and Harry stood as the woman walked around flicking her wand so that the pants they were instructed to put on tailored themselves. It didn't take that long to finish and the tuxedo were then wrapped safely in a box, not to be opened until the wedding tomorrow.
"What time would you like them delivered?" The witch asked behind the counter.
"Tomorrow morning," Mr. Weasley said, "at about 9 o'clock."
"Wonderful," said the witch, "What Floo?"
"The Burrow." He told her and she scribbled on each box with her quill flying.
The girls came out about ten minutes later with much bigger boxes than the males, Hermione was giggling at something Ginny had whispered to her before sidestepping over to Ron. Ginny took her usual place next to Harry before rolling her eyes, "Those dresses, they are really a joke."
Harry tilted his head.
"You'll see." Ginny said irritably. "Just promise me you won't laugh when we walk down the aisle."
"I can't promise you anything," he said with a smile. Ginny hit him playfully on the arm.
They left the shop into the warm summer evening. Fred and George were waiting outside with Bill.
The twins snickered as Ron and Harry walked over to them. "You two ready to go to the party?" Fred asked.
Hermione walked up behind them and said, "It's all right with me, Ron, if you go and watch the --" Hermione talked very slow and deliberate, "Stripper." She didn't look fine with it. She turned around and ran off before Ron could say anything.
Ginny shrugged at Harry and said, "She is trying to be a perfect girlfriend."
When they arrived to the party, which was in Fred and George's flat above their shop, Ron looked really nervous. Harry pulled him over to the side. "If it makes you feel better," Harry told him, "we can go into another room while she is here and play chess or something."
Ron smiled, "Thanks mate, but you don't have to miss out on her just because of me."
"No, it's all right. She is probably really ugly anyway." Harry laughed, although he doubted it.
The next morning Harry was woken up by Bill entering his and Ron's room at the Burrow shouting, "I'm getting married today!" Then ran out singing.
"He is barking!" Ron grumbled as he rolled out of bed. He fixed his hair and put on some clothes.
"Yeah, well," Harry shrugged, he couldn't think of anything to say except, "I'm starving." The boys got home at 3 in the morning only because Mr. Weasley advised that Mrs. Weasley would be worried if they Groom didn't get at least a few hours of sleep.
"Mum probably all ready has breakfast done," Ron said making Harry think longingly about eggs and bacon. There was a knock at the door.
"C'min." Harry groaned and entered Ginny followed by a red-faced Hermione. Both girls had their hair in elegant updo's but it looked really weird with blue jeans and boy's button up shirts.
"Mornin'" Ginny said, her eyes red from lack of sleep. "How was the party?"
"The food was really good," Harry remembered, "I dunno where Fred and George got it but, it was great."
Ginny smiled slightly at Harry as though telling him, 'That's not what I meant.'
"Er...the music was good too." Harry offered.
"The STRIPPER?" Hermione said, in a voice much unlike her own as she looked at Ron.
"Well...er...you see, Hermione," Ron mumbled.
Tears started to fill Hermione's eyes when Harry said, "Don't worry Hermione as soon as we heard she was there we left the room and played chess."
"We?" Ginny whispered to him. Harry nodded and Ginny looked impressed.
"Really, Ronald?" Hermione looked at Ron, shiny eyes. He nodded slowly and she wrapped her arms around him.
"Great, they are going to start snogging." Ginny groaned loudly, "Lets go, Harry."
Sure enough, as Harry turned around to shut the door Ron and Hermione were already sucking each other's faces.
As they walked down stairs to breakfast Ginny said to him, "So you missed out on the stripper?"
"Yes." Harry said trying to cover up his smile, "Why?"
"Just curious."
"Well," said Harry, stopping in the hall, "if you must know, she wasn't as pretty as the last one I saw."
Ginny blushed and continued to walk, "You're weird you know. Most guys wouldn't care if she were pretty or not. A naked girl is a naked girl," she added like she was telling him one plus one equals two.
During breakfast the tuxedos and dresses arrived through the fireplace. The girls ran off to their dressing room and the boys walked sadly to theirs. The boxes thrown about the place when they entered Bill's old room. He was humming to himself when they entered.
"Why are you so happy, mate?" Fred asked Bill.
"Today I am getting married!" Bill said, "Where have you been?"
George and Fred exchanged gloomy looks, "You are losing your freedom!"
"Am not!" Bill growled, although he did look a bit frightened.
"Leave him alone," a familiar growl said from the door.
Harry turned around, "Professor Lupin!" He walked over and shook his hand. "How is it?"
"Good, Harry, very good." He said, his sandy mop dusted with white hairs and although he was still young, his face was full of pre-mature wrinkles. He did, though, looked flushed and happy.
"Marriage is a wonderful and beautiful think." Lupin told Bill.
"Yeah, but if you check this room," Fred said with a smile, "None of us are married. Not even you Professor."
Lupin blushed which made Harry remember. "How's Tonks?"
"Wonderful," said Lupin grinning. "She is here today, she took one look at the garden and decided to change her hair to white." They all laughed.
"I haven't seen any of the girls," Lupin said, "How are they? Hermione? Ginny? I hear they are both bridesmaids"
"Good," Ron and Harry chorused.
"Yeah, they are. But Ginny isn't too pleased about it," Ron told him.
"Ginny doesn't want to be a bridesmaid?" Bill asked, he had stopped humming.
"Well...she doesn't like the dress," Harry told him honestly.
"Yeah, well, I don't like them either," Bill said with a smile. They all snorted.
"Where are you going on your Honeymoon?" Lupin asked, taking a seat by Bill while Harry, Ron, and the Twins started a loud game of Exploding Snap.
"Well, it was difficult because you see..." Bill turned in his seat, "She wanted to go to Egypt, but I lived in Egypt so it wasn't like a vacation to me. I wanted to go to France, but she is French so it wasn't going to be like a vacation to her."
"So?" Lupin asked.
"I know it is cliché, but we are going to Hawaii." He looked like he couldn't make up his mind if he wanted to go or not.
"Doesn't matter where you go," George said with a smile on his face...
"...just as long as you keep her in bed!" Fred added. They all laughed again and a small stack of cards blew up in Ron's face.
"Sorry you couldn't make it to the party last night, Professor," George said to Lupin.
"That's ok," he said, "I heard you had a stripper and Tonks wouldn't have liked it if I had gone."
Harry only got ready when Mr. Weasley walked in, fully dressed and told them they only had 20 minutes before the ceremony would start. He seemed to be really giddy and he added to Harry, "I've seen those pictures of Muggle Weddings and this one looks a lot like it!"
Harry laughed and with instructions from Lupin, put on his tuxedo.
"No Harry, the tie doesn't go like that...well, I really don't know how it goes, but it shouldn't look like that." Lupin pulled out his wand, then thinking better put it back. "Maybe one of the girls will know how. Hermione sure does know a lot of useful spells although I would wonder why she would know this one."
They left Bill's room and headed down to the back garden door. They could hear a lot of witches and wizards outside chatting to each other waiting for it to start. Bill headed around the house and took his place by the priest. Harry waited for the girls to show up. Fleur came down, tears rolling down her cheeks, her father next to her, talking to her in a soothing French voice.
Hermione came next and Harry was sure that right next to him, it was Ron's heart that was pounding loudly. The dresses were a bit of a laugh. They were very pale pinks, if it hadn't been for Fleur's dress, Harry would have said that the bridesmaids were all wearing white.
Harry laughed a bit but decided he better hold it in if Ginny was around...but she wasn't. He looked around but before he could ask Hermione, a redhead in that ridiculous gown came running down the stares holding a large thing of flowers.
She tossed the biggest one, a bouquet of white roses, to Fleur who caught it, "Zank you, Geenny!"
Ginny was flushed and out of breath when she joined Harry. He smiled at her.
"What?" She asked, "Did I ruin my make up?"
"No," Harry said truthfully, "You look beautiful."
Ron turned around to look at him, but Harry was too busy smiling and blushing at Ginny.
"Thank you," Ginny said, cheeks pink. "That was so sweet..." but she couldn't say more because music started and Charlie and Fleur's friend left the Burrow and walked down the Garden path.
"Good luck, mate!" Harry whispered before Ron and Hermione began walking out. Ginny took Harry's arm and smiled at him. Little tendrils of her hair framed her face and a flower was tucked into her updo. The rather laughable dress looked nice on her, cut in just the right place on her neckline.
When Ron and Hermione reached a spot halfway down the row, Harry and Ginny made their way down the aisle. Mrs. Weasley was crying in the front row. Fred and George were giving Harry a thumbs up. Tonks, clad in a dark blue dress that worked surprisingly well with her curly white hair, winked at Ginny. Lupin put an arm around his girlfriend and nodded at Harry.
When it came time for them to spit into the opposite sides Harry looked at Ginny and she squeezed his arm. He took his place beside Ron and looked directing across from him where Ginny had just stood by Hermione fixing her dress.
Gabrielle, Fleur's 10 year old little sister, walked down the aisle by herself, smiling at her families' side and tossing flower petals on the ground. She looked up and caught Harry's eye and blushed. Harry turned to Hermione and Ginny who were hiding their laughter in their flowers.
The ceremony started when Fleur made her way down the aisle. Everyone had stood up when she walked out that Harry couldn't see her until she was in the front. The moment Fleur and Bill were holding hands in front of the priest, Fleur's maid of honor started crying. Harry supposed she was wondering how her own wedding would be. Hermione watched the priest as if he was Professor McGonagall explaining Human Transfiguration using Switching Spells. Harry smiled and looked at Ginny.
She was looking at Bill and when she caught her oldest brother's eye they exchanged a wink. Harry smiled and continued to stare at Ginny who after a minute looked over at him. She gave him and funny look. It was weird, Harry thought, that they could share a moment like this were something scared them or amused them just by looking each other in the eye.
"I now pronounce you," said the minister patting Bill on the back and placing a hand on Fleur's shoulder, "Man and Wife! You may now kiss your bride!"
Bill grabbed Fleur with wolfish enthusiasm. Everyone cheered and, as if on Bill's cue, the Twins wolf-whistled.
First Bill and Fleur walked back down the aisle as the minister shouted, "May I present for the first time, Mr. and Mrs. William Weasley!" Then Charlie and Fleur's friend, who was still crying, walked after then. Then Ron and Hermione met in the center and followed. Harry walked over to Ginny and they held hands all the way back into The Burrow.
"All right," Ginny groaned. "I need to get out of this dress."
The twins ran in after them and winked at Harry, "You could go and help her, you know." They laughed loudly at this, but no one heard what they had said.
Hours later, after the dinner, the Garden had been changed. Lots of round tables circled a large square dance floor. A DJ was in the corner and, on closer inspection, it was the Twin's friend Lee Jordan.
Harry sat at a table with the Twins, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny. The Twins were running around the place like chickens with their heads cut off and Hermione had insisted that Ron dance with her.
Harry looked around the place, tiki torches had been set up for the source of light and Harry could see that the dance floor was covered with people. "Ginny?"
"Yes?" Ginny turned and looked at him after glancing longingly at the couples dancing.
"Would you like to dance with me?" Harry hated dancing but it was a fun tune right now. And glancing at the twins, if he just jumped up and down he could pull it off.
"Really, Harry?" Ginny jumped up in her seat, "You wouldn't mind?"
"No," said Harry with a smile. "Let's dance!" He got out of his seat and Ginny grabbed hold of his arm with an astonishing grip and pulled him out onto the dance floor. Harry thought that if they got somewhere in the middle no one would both them. They would be too busy dancing with they own dates to notice if he was dancing badly or not.
After two more wild numbers which proved to Harry that Ginny learned how to dance from her older twin brothers, a slow number came on and Harry grabbed Ginny before she could pull away.
"Don't go!" Harry said, putting his hand on the small of her back, "I still want to dance with you."
Ginny smiled and they danced. It was pretty great holding her, dancing wasn't that hard. It was like holding hands while you are hugging someone and swaying to the beat.
Ginny's chin rested on his chest and he could feel her breath on his neck. He pulled her in as close as he could, closing his eyes and sighing into her hair. Her flowery scent made he feel so wonderful that even if a gang of Death Eaters showed up he probably wouldn't be able to stop smiling. When the song was over he pulled his head away so he could look at the dazed look in Ginny's eyes. He smiled.
"Do you want to go inside?" She asked.
Harry nodded and together they walked into the Burrow's living room and collapsed on the sofa next to Fred. George was sitting in a chair looking extremely tired.
Fred stood up and headed toward a refreshment table. "Oy! Fred," Ginny mumbled, "Get me a butterbeer while you're at it!"
"I'm not Fred," said the twin at the table.
Harry glanced at him then the other twin then at Ginny, she had a strange look on her face as she smiled at him. Then, after a second or two, she said, "Liar."
Fred's face broke into a large smile as he walked back, handing her a bottle of butterbeer, "Wise-ass."
Ginny grinned.
A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed! (bakusensei, FLCLFreak, Tanaka Sorano, tobydog, IluvHP123, Tyleet87, Summerhun3, Elanor, xFadingSoulx, and sunmoonsandstars) The first people ever to review me! (seeing as this is my first stab at writing)...
Well, here is Chapter Two. I hope all of you are old enough for my next chapter (involves a sex scene, but it isn't going to be hard core kinky shit...I think) LOL!.