UN-EDITED.. WHAT I CUT OUT, BETWEEN THE END AND THE PARTS BEFORE IT!
Part IIX-Double the Weasley Wedding.
The Saturday of the Weasley Twins wedding arrived. "Hey Harry, Hermione! How goes the snogging and may I add, shagging?"
Harry laughed, Hermione glared daggers at Lee.
"Guess what! I'm the best man to two people! There's a feat, wonder if that's some kind of record and it's technically the same wedding.. I think.. Sweet!"
"So.. who are they marrying?" Hermione asked.
"Good question love, I never heard anything about any girlfriends or anything," Harry added.
"That's because they kept it quiet.. They don't seem like they can keep anything quiet, but they sure can. Well, when they want to, eh there, Harry?"
"They certainly can."
Harry looked around, as Lee and Hermione spoke, Ron approached his three former house mates, "What are you looking for, Harry?"
"Is there anything to drink around here?"
"Why?"
"Crookshanks stole my water."
"Crookshanks stole your water?" Ron asked, extremely confused. "Wait.. how can a cat steal your water um.. Glass of water?"
"He stuck his head in it and started lapping it up," Harry explained.
"Why didn't you get a new glass of water, then?"
"Didn't have time," Harry mumbled.
"Why not?"
"Quit while your ahead, Ron."
"Oh.. Oh.. Okay." Ron replied eyes widening.
"Ron, who are your brothers marrying?"
"Well, two of our former housemates, actually."
"Really, what year?" Lee asked.
"Yours," Ron replied.
"No! I thought they broke up years ago!" Lee exclaimed.
"Sp there marrying.." Hermione started before trailing off, trying to remember just who was in the twin year.
"So Alicia and Angelina, then?" Harry inquired.
"Bingo, mate."
"B-I-N-G-O and Bingo was his nameo," Hermione sang.
"What are you talking about, Hermione? Why were you singing?"
Harry and Lee crackjed up at Ron's lack of nursery rhyme knowledge.
"It's a childrens.. uh.. rhyme.. song.. barnyard song.. yeah, Ron," Hermione explained crudely, before breaking into laughter herself.
"Oh, okay. Why is that so funny?"
"Because," Harry broke into more laughter.. "You.." Even more laughter, "Were so..." A bit more then even before, "Clueless," and Harry finally laughed and caught his breath.
Ron blinked, "I'm off to find my wife, maybe she knows about this, Bingo." And Ron walked off.
Five Weddings minus One.. and a Double.
Part IX or for the laymen, Nine.
The day of the Malfoy-Chang wedding arrived. Harry and Hermione apparated to the ministry for the ceremony.
They sat in the back. The wedding march started and Cho Chang was led down the aisle by her father, with her bridesmaids and Draco Malfoy's groomsmen proceeding her.
There were twelve of the above.. yes.. twelve bridesmaids in a whorrish pink color and twelve groomsmen in a wretched violet.
The Minsiter of Magic Rufus Scargoer presided over the ceremony.
---(Jenna.. I can't remember the idiots last name.. fix it for me please.. and I have no idea where the book is and don't really care too much.. hey it's not mine.. I'd rather read my five books I haven't touched since I started my job... to god-damn warped from it I say.)
"We are gathered here today for the union of Draco Lucius Black Malfoy and Cho Talula Chang.
The Reception.. (Who really cares about Malfoy and Chang's wedding.. come on!)
Harry and Hermione were seated at a table with the lovely crowd of the sneak, Marietta Edgecombe, Pompous Rodger Davies, Pug-faced Pansy Parkinson, the Gorilla's (Wait, that's an insult to gorrilas.. awesome animals they are), Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle and the entire groups former Professor, the sneering Severus Snape.
"Harry, please remind me why we're here?" Hermione whispered into her fiancee's ear, in which he replied.
"I was hoping you'd tell me."
Both Harry and Hermione smiled uneasily at their table partners.
"Potter, Granger," Snape sneered.
Harry nodded at the Potion Master and Hermione greeted him, "How are you, Professor?"
Snape sneered, if it can be believed even more, "I am fine, Ms. Granger."
"Harry, Hermione! How are things, I'm head of Research at the Minsitry now, "Rodger greeted flaunting his title.
"Rodger, I know. You are my boss," Hermione replied with the slightest hint of sarcasm.
Pansy glared at the former Gryfindors.
Crabbe and Goyle looked confused at even sitting down.
Marrietta Edgecombe hid her face behind her baclava, seemingly still remembering the calmity she beset upon herself during her sixth year.
--Listening to: Green Day, American Idiot. --
The table of eight sat in relative silence during the dinner, most likely extremely overpriced and expensive due to the small potions of extravagent decorations of parsley and carrots.
The Best Man gave the most boring speech known to weddings as the orchastra backing up The Wierd Sisters and Celistina Warbeck tuned and the dancing began soon after.
The former Cho Chang danced with her father and Draco with his Mother.
Then came the Bride and Groom dance, followed by the entire wedding party.
After the dance of the entire congregation of Ushers, bridesmaids and the newly married couple the floor was open to all.
The Bride and Groom began to mingle with their guests and the awkward table of eight annoyances and death glares.. with two seemingly unawares occupents as well split up.
Hermione and Harry off to the dance floor, Crabbe and Goyle.. to who knows where.. off to get confunded by there fathers, perhaps?
The two-thirds of the Gryfindor trio that attended (and got invited to) this wedding his the dance floor, dancing a fast and slow song before, Harry leaned over.. in the pretense of getting closer for yet another slow boring Warbeck song and whispered, "Would you like to leave?"
She nodded in the affirmative and the two were on there way through the labirynth of tables, when the seemingly most unlikely person called there first names. Wow, he knew them!
"Harry, Hermione! Thank you for coming! How are you?"
"Oh, urm.. we were actually just leaving.. Mal.. Draco, it was a lovely wedding. Thank you for inviting us."
"Why are you leaving?" The newest Malfoy inquired.
"Hermione isn't feeling well."
"Oh, that's too bad! What ever is the problem, Hermione, dear?"
"It's her head," Harry said and Hermione said, "Stomach.
"So which is it?" Draco Malfoy asked.
"I have both a head and a stomachache."
"How dreadful!" Cho exclaimed.
Hermione nodded with a look of pain, before laying her head on Harry's shoulder.
"Congratulations of you marriage, Draco and you as well, Cho. The both of us wish you the utmost happiness," Harry implied sincerity.
"Why, Thank you, Harry and Hermione, you as well."
"Thank you," Hermione said quietly.
"Have a good evening, Hermione and Harry," Cho said in parting.
"The two of you as well," Harry replied.
And the two couples.. neitehr seeing much of anything eye to eye ever, parted ways.
Draco and Cho Malfoy to greet their guests and Harry and Hermione to a nice, quiet eveing of peace and respite from the society of the Malfoy's and Chang's at home.