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A/N: Oooooook… first off, I'm soooo sorry this has taken so long! I had a huge writing block and yeah… but that's no excuse! Now I'm just hoping you're all still out there! Now, this hasn't been edited so if there are any mistakes just tell me and I'll try to change them and reload this chapter… anyways, please, please, please review! There's another author's note at the bottom that I'd like you to read… thankyou guys!

The Day I Woke up in My Best Friend's Bed

Chapter Sixteen: The Wedding and Reception Part Two

The reception was wonderful. Mainly because I was finally married to Hermione … hehe. Ooh I love her to pieces.

We had the reception in a five-star hotel, up on the fourth floor, where the convention room was. There were many, many tables surrounding our long table up the front. Hermione and I were seated in the centre of the long table. Then, on Hermione's right were her bridesmaids, and on my left were my groomsmen.

When we entered the room everyone was standing up applauding us; it was a fantastic sight. Everyone was grinning at us, the Weasley twins cheering along with many of our former Gryffindor classmates.

First off there were the speeches; Ron stood up and made a royal ass of himself (as usual) and Ginny stood up and apologized for her brother before congratulating Hermione and I. The food was very good, beginning with a small bowl of pumpkin soup, then a main course of roast beef and baked potatoes with gravy and last, but certainly not least, strawberries with dipping chocolate. I think the last one was my favourite.

When it was time for Hermione and I to dance, we stood up and walked over to the centre of the dance floor.

"What is he playing?" Hermione whispered.

I smiled and said, "The Way You Look Tonight by Frank Sinatra."

Hermione giggled and said, "My favourite song. You know me too well Mr Potter."

As the music began I whispered, "That and you kept on walking around the apartment singing it off-tune."

Hermione laughed and poked her tongue out at me. I just smiled and we began to dance. The lead singer began to sing and I could hear Hermione humming along with him (I was lying about her singing off-tune … I rather like her voice). We swayed in time to the music, lost in each other's eyes. We didn't even notice that more people had come onto the dance floor. It was only when the song finished did we notice all the people surrounding us.

"That was wonderful," Hermione said, kissing my cheek softly.

"Yes, it was rather," I said, smiling cheekily at her.

She laughed, rolled her eyes at me and smacked my arm softly.

The rest of the reception was fantastic. I danced with Emma, Molly, Ginny and Luna while Hermione danced with her father, Arthur, Ron and Draco. Far too soon in my opinion came the time for Hermione and I to leave. So, we quickly went up on the platform to throw the bouquet of flowers and the garter from Hermione's leg.

"Girls!" Hermione said to the microphone. I think every single woman in the room ran forward squealing and pushing and shoving. Hermione laughed and turned around and threw it into the crowd. After much squabbling and cat fighting, Ginny came away with it, holding it up triumphantly and Draco looking suddenly very scared of her.

"Boys," I said to the microphone. They all rushed forward and Hermione laughed and put her foot on a small stood. She lifted her dress to show the garter at mid-thigh. I leant down and began to tug it down her leg with my teeth. Finally, it was off and I flung it into the large crowd of men. I think Fred caught it … I'm pretty sure it was him because he walked over to Angelina and gave it to her, grinning stupidly.

"We're off!" Hermione said looking at me and grinning.

"Yep!" I said, clicking my fingers. My tuxedo disappeared to be replaced by a smart, more casual suit and a knee high white skirt with a black v-necked shirt replaced Hermione's dress.

We stepped off the platform and began to make our way to the doors, hugging people as we went along. Finally we got to the front doors and Ron and Ginny were waiting for us there.

"Have fun guys," Ginny said, hugging Hermione first and then me.

"We will," Hermione said smiling and hugging Ron too.

"Don't be too naughty," Ron said with a smirk on his face.

I laughed and hugged him and slapped his back. "We'll be as naughty as you would be."

Ron opened his mouth to retort but Ginny placed a hand over it and said, "Go on guys."

Hermione and I waved one last time to the crowd and then went outside to the limo, which was waiting for us just on the street. We hopped in and told the driver where to go and sat back.

Hermione looked at me and smiled. "Finally, we're alone," she said, grinning at me and crawling over to me.

"You're so horny," I said, smirking at her as she cuddled up to me.

"Look who's talking," she muttered, leaning up and pecking me on the lips. "I'm pregnant, what's your excuse?"

I just poked my tongue out at her and hugged her closer. "I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you Hermione."

She smiled and rested her head on my shoulder. "I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you Harry."

"Harry that tickles!" Hermione giggled at me as I sucked on her ear lobe, after just having made love to her.

"All the more reason to do it," I said, grinning at her and sucking in on it again.

"Harry!" She slapped my back this time and I laughed and rolled off her.

We were in the honeymoon suite at one of the most expensive and one of the nicest wizarding hotels in the world in Paris. With five stars, it included instant room service, personal drivers and in every room there was an all around view of Paris. But, being at the top of the building, we definitely had the best view.

"You know, you have really beautiful breasts," I said thoughtfully, staring at Hermione's exposed chest and reaching out to fondle one.

She laughed and said, "So you've told me before. Keep your hands to yourself for now Harry," she added, grabbing my hand and moving it off her chest.

"Well, what are we going to do then?" I asked, lying back on the bed, putting my hands behind my head and staring up at the ceiling.

"Breakfast first I think," Hermione said, snuggling up to me and rubbing my chest softly with her hand.

"That sounds like a good idea," I said, kissing the top of her head. "So, should we get up and order it?"

"Yeah okay," she said, sitting up and rubbing her eyes. "What would you like?"

"Poached eggs on toast and two sausages," I said, watching her cross the room to the closet and pulling out her bathrobe.

She went out of the room to call for the food and I lay back down on the bed, thinking about her. Not just about how wonderful she was … no, there was something else that had come to my attention very recently.

Ever since the wedding, every time we've made love Hermione's eyes have been blazing.

It could just be me imagining things … it's just that none of my exes' eyes blazed as we had sex. Only Hermione …

Well, I decided that I would have to tell her … we were married now, and married couples are supposed to tell each other everything, right? Well, most things I guess.

Hermione came back into the room carrying a tray with our breakfast on it. "Here you go," she said, smiling at me as she placed the tray down on the bed and sat back down next to me.

"Thanks Hermione," I said, smiling at her.

"So, this is our last day here," she said, handing my breakfast to me and then taking her plate. "What do you want to do?"

"Well, I need to talk to you about something first but I've hired a broom for the day. I was thinking we could take the broom and fly around the French countryside and maybe go down and have a picnic. We've seen everything else there is to see here," I said, beginning to cut my sausages up.

"Sounds like fun. But, ah, what did you want to talk to me about?" Hermione asked, looking at me, her eyes full of concern.

I sighed and looked at her. "Well, Mione, you know how we've been having sex every day …"

Hermione smiled slightly and said, "Harry, I think it would be a little hard to forget making love to you."

I smiled back and said, "Well, nothing's wrong with making love to my wife. But … it seems when we do have sex ever since we've been married, your eyes have been … well, sort of blazing like they're on fire."

Hermione raised an eyebrow and said, "Huh?"

"It looks like …"

"No, I heard you," she said thoughtfully, frowning now and looking down at her plate. "Well, my exes have never mentioned anything like that."

"It's only started happening since we've been married."

"Hmm. It could have something to do with the babies," she murmured. "Maybe they're influencing the way I react to things."

"Or maybe it has something to do with your moods," I added, taking her hand in mine and stroking it softly. "You have been a lot happier since we've been married."

"Yes, but that's because I don't have a wedding to plan anymore," she said smiling and squeezing my hand softly. "It probably does have something to do with that. Well, let's ask Dumbledore when we get back then."

"Alright."

A/N: … I'M SORRY! I'm soooo sorry this has taken so long for me to write! But thankyou all for your wonderful reviews! MWA! Here's just a few answers…

rae1112: lol its not a stupid idea and you don't suck… but I really don't think I can write another long-going series for a while… I've got to start working properly this year so yeah… but thanks for reading and reviewing!

x girl: you asked why they're living like muggles… well, they were raised by muggles so I reckon they'd prefer to live like that… or they'd absentmindedy live like that lol. Glad you like :)

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Now, onto some serious business.

Now, if you've read the sixth book, you'll know that Harry and Hermione will not end up together. But, you know, I like this pairing the most because of how well I see Harry and Hermione cope with each other. I will finish off this story and you should expect more Harry Hermione stories from me. I honestly don't care what happens in cannon … well, I do, but I don't care about the pairings anymore. I've surrendered – Sure, Harry and Ginny got together (and broke up teehee) and we know Ron and Hermione are now far more open about their feelings … but I won't be writing angsty fics with anything to do with Ron/Hermione or Harry/Ginny. Nor will I be writing my own version of the seventh book. And, while I'm on about the seventh book attempts, please note that I will not be reading any of them … so please don't ask me to. I won't be writing Ron with Hermione or Ginny with Harry simply because those pairings frustrate me and I don't like being frustrated when I write.

Sorry if you've changed ships guys … but I will stand firm in my HHr preference. It may not happen in cannon but I can create my own stories where it does happen. So, if you like my writing please keep on reading … and hopefully reviewing lol.

Now, I just have a favour to ask you guys … :P please review? I know it's been far too long since I've updated and I'm really, really sorry … but I'll try to finish this as soon as I can. :P

Alex

PS: To those of you who are Ron/Hermione or Harry/Ginny shippers and are here to bash my work … I ask you to just leave me alone. I'm entitled to my opinion, as you are to yours. If you bash my HHr preference I will laugh at you and promptly make an arse of you in the next chapter. You have been warned.