"Are you going to be ready in a few days?" I saw a laughing Mr. Potter greet me as I walked out in one of his big school robes.

"Of course, I'm not you. I can actually prepare to leave someplace on time." He glared a bit, but he was still smiling.

"Did you finish your dress?" He whispered.

"All ready and packed away." We were alone in the common room being the first ones up. He kissed me and I could feel his hand slowly move to the first signs of bulging around my stomach. However slight, he was proud. I keep telling him just wait, soon it'll look like I'm a big balloon, or a beer belly. He smiles and just says you'll always be beautiful. Despite the fact that I know this isn't true, I just say I believe you and smile.

"And what do we have here?" Dean and Ginny walked in. Dean looked very disgruntled and Ginny looked a bit flustered. She looked from Harry, to me, and back to Harry, until she finally settled on glaring at me. She had no idea yet about our wedding, but she knew about Ron's and she wasn't happy. Somehow I guess she feels it was my fault. Suddenly Dean looked up at me. "Can I talk to you in private for a moment?"

"Sure." I saw Harry's eyes narrow, but he was Ginny's boyfriend, and Christmas was around the corner. I patted his sleeve and smiled and he eased up. We left Harry and Ginny to talk while we went to sit at a table across the room. "What's up Dean?"

"I'm sure you can tell," he sighed for a moment. "Ginny and I aren't together any more."

"What? What happened?" I gave him a look of sympathy. "In such a festive season, it's a shame to be alone, especially for a bad reason."

"That's just it, she won't tell me the reason, but I already know it."

"What's wrong?"

"It's Potter." I was taken aback by that response.

"Harry?"

"Yeah, he was her first crush, and I think, her first love. It's something you don't get over." He glanced at them, as did I only to see Ginny flirting mercilessly with my husband. I felt for sure my eyes must have been burning from how red they would have been turning. Luckily Dean couldn't draw his eyes from them so he didn't see me till I managed to control my rage. Demons are to possessive, I yell at Harry for that reaction all the time, I'm not going to let him lord it over me that I was jealous too. "I'd watch him around her."

"Don't worry, he's mine, she can't have him." He looked at me shocked. I could smell Harry's disinterest as she showed off her body, "accidentally," to him.

"I can't imagine Harry leaving such a divine creature for her." He nodded toward Ginny. I laughed.

"Don't tell me you two are not going to be friends any longer."

"She dumped me for no apparent reason…" He was angry.

"Don't do things in anger you'll regret later." I knew that just then he'd made up his mind that he wouldn't regret this. He went upstairs. Harry noticed Dean walking upstairs, but Ginny didn't even glance over her shoulder, she was to busy trying to get Harry's attention. He looked at me pleadingly knowing if I showed up there Ginny would cool her jets, but I wanted to cool mine first from her display. I shook my head, knowing that Harry had to be clear to Ginny about exactly what was happening any way. I decided to go down to the lake. There was a tree down there with my name on it. I sat down next to it to feel the frozen wind blaze against my cheek. Small pieces of ice stuck in my hair and cheeks as we faced a terrible blizzard.

"'Ey," I heard a mighty voice boom over the storm. "What're ya doin' down 'ere eh? Blimey, you look frozen ov'r." He pulled me to my feet and dragged me to his cabin. Hagrid had me in one hand and a fierce looking pile of firewood in the other. He put me down near the fireplace and struck a quick fire to warm me. "'Ere, give me that robe. And yer' scarf." I began to do as he said as I realized if I took off Harry's robe, you could tell by now that I was… No matter how slight the change I was sure he and fang wouldn't miss it. He was staring at me holding out his hand waiting for my robe. He knew I had normal clothes under it. He also knew, it wasn't my robe. That's why I had to wear normal clothes under it. I sighed; I couldn't get around this except to either give him the robe and pray he didn't notice, or to tell him. I liked option one better. I gave him the robe and took the chair by the fire. If I didn't wear low rise everything I wouldn't have this issue now would I? Scolding won't help me now.

"What were ya doin' out there any who?" He asked once he hung my things to dry.

"Just watching the storm flow by." I told him.

"Blimey, you must be nuts."

"You were out collecting firewood."

"Yeh', but I wouldn' go out there less I 'ad to."

"I know." He handed me a big tin filled with hot cocoa that I had sent him for Christmas early. "Thank you so much Hagrid, but this was your gift." I felt guilty that he used his own gift on me.

"'Ere's plenty, don't worry about it." I smiled and so did he, as he looked me over. His eyes stopped on my stomach, I had to wear a tight shirt? He laughed, but looked back to me. "Whose the…"

I cut him off. "Harry."

"Harry? As in Harry, Harry?" Suddenly a knock sounded outside his cabin door.

"Blimey, who's callin' in this weather?" He got up and opened the door to see no one there. Suddenly a very drenched Harry appeared inside Hagrid's cabin as he shut the door behind himself.

"Hi Hagrid." He smiled and hugged Hagrid.

"What're you doin' down 'ere in this storm?" He roared happily.

"I came looking for something precious to me, I looked in the window and saw you had picked it up from the lake."

"Oh." Hagrid took Harry's cloak, he was already in muggle clothes, and tossed it to dry while giving him a chair and a hot cocoa. "Been right busy you 'ave, ain't ya Harry?" He glanced back at my stomach.

"I suppose you could say that." Harry blushed slightly.

"But Harry, out o' wed lock, this is serious, and on school grounds?"

"We are technically married Hagrid." He closed all the curtains before showing his marking to Hagrid. "Just not the human way. We're getting married secretly at the order over Christmas. She was wearing my robe."

"So I noticed."

"So that when her stomach grows hopefully it'll be more covered by the bigger size." He came up from behind me and held my stomach gently as he wrapped his arms around me. He purred softly and Hagrid saw his fangs.

"You, you're a…"

"Demon." He replied softly, not turning to face Hagrid. "Yes."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"You remember Draco don't you?"

"'Course, the lousy, no good…" But Harry cut him off.

"Yes, well this little ones grandfather is Lord Voldemort and my beautiful bride was promised and intended to Draco Malfoy who would in an instant forcibly kill our baby if he knew."

"The abortion spell, that's been outlawed."

"He knows it, and he will use it." I finally spoke. "He's told me so a thousand times over, I'm his and can be no one else's. That's why this is all so under wraps, counting you… four people beside ourselves know, we're not sure if the order knows yet."

"Good god, how do you get yerselve inter these messes?" he smiled. "So this is why ye don' worry about cheatin' eh?"

"Yeah Hagrid." Harry laughed as Hagrid came over to put his hand on my stomach.

"Blimey." He smiled. "Best take ya back." He carried us through the storm and into the school. Harry had taken the marauder's map to watch Malfoy; he's been spending some personal time with Patty in the boy's dorm.

"We're leaving tomorrow." Harry told me suddenly.

"What? But you said in a few days!"

"I'm sorry," he looked at me. "I lost track of things, it's later than I expected." I sighed. Without the DA to motivate him, he's become highly forgetful of the dates. Mostly he spends his time planning the next meetings. "Come on, let's go rest, we leave bright and early tomorrow morning."

Giving in I merely sighed, and went to bed. He looked lonesome without a kiss, but today was much too much and I simply forgot, oh well. I sighed as I fell asleep, I'll make it up to him in the morning…

Somebody was shaking me. "My dear, you must wake up." I looked up to see Dumbledore looking down at me. It was still dark outside.

"It's not even five am yet!"

"Shush!" He glanced around the room; I noticed Hermione was up already. "You are leaving now, hurry." He levitated my trunk and we ran to his office where Ron, Ginny, Fred, George, Harry, and Hermione were all waiting. Great, I was the last to be woken.

"All here?" A friendly voice was heard over the room. We all traveled by floo powder and were greeted by a smiling Mrs. Weasley, her husband, and Sirius. There were many hugs as we were told to sit down. "Now, Hermione we set up the video camera. The wedding will take place tomorrow. Harry, Marina, your wedding, will take place the day after theirs."

Ginny spit the water Tonks had given her to drink. We all had glasses; she said that the smoke fumes would've dried our throats. "Wedding?" She croaked.

"Yes Ginny," Harry looked like he was finally going to drop the bomb on her. "Marina and I were to be married for months now."

"What?" She looked as though her heart was breaking before our eyes. "No." Tears streamed down her face.

"Ginny." Mrs. Weasley stepped forward comfortingly.

"No!" She pushed her mother away and ran upstairs. Mrs. Weasley started to follow. I put a hand out to stop her.

"No, let her be alone for a while. She needs to cool down. You always find your true self on the far side of suffering." They all stared at me for lots longer than I would've hoped before deciding this was the best action. All going up there now would do would give her something to aim her anger at. Soon that anger would turn to tears, that's when it's time to strike. "When the time comes, I shall speak to her."

"No." Harry jumped up. "Who knows what she'll do to you." He looked to my stomach and I knew he was imagining many, many jinxes.

"Trust her Harry, trust her as you trust me. Trust in her spirit." I smiled and went up to the room that I thus far was allowed to keep for solo use. "Coming love?" I looked to Harry; he could tell I was tired.

"I want to talk a little more, I'll be up in a bit. Go sleep, you need it." I nodded and walked up to my bedroom.

"I'll leave the door for you." I told him as I exited the room.

"Harry, you're going to sleep with her now?" Ron asked.

"Well she is technically my wife already."

"Right, I keep forgetting." Mrs. Weasley sounded like she was in pain as she muttered something. It sounded like Ron, you and Hermione will also be sharing a room after tomorrow night, and from now on. I turned around suddenly thinking of something.

"Who in the order knows of this?"

"Oh, Marina dear thought you had left. So far only us, Dumbledore said to keep it very under wraps."

"Please promise no matter what, no one tells Snape."

"What?"

"Promise!"

"Very well."

With that taken care of I walked upstairs and promptly fell asleep. When I woke, I knew it was time from the sobs I heard from the room Ginny had locked herself in. She couldn't be in this state for her brother's wedding day. I whispered the unlocking spell. Ginny hearing the lock click jumped as I walked in.

"What are you doing here?" She screamed as she threw her pillow at me. I blocked my stomach with my arm as it hit like an iron ball.

"You can't be like this on your brother's wedding day Ginny. It's not fair to him and Hermione. If we can sort this out now, it'll be all for the better. He deserves happy memories today." She looked at me and sighed as she realized this made sense, he was her older brother and she did believe he deserved happiness on his wedding day.

"You're marrying the man I love."

"We've been married." I moved my hair to show the tattoo. "This is merely a human ceremony for Harry's sake."

"So I never had a chance." It was more a statement than a question.

"Ginny, do you honestly believe you two were meant for one another?" She looked down and sighed again. I got the idea she was going to be open with me finally.

"I don't know, but now I'll never know. I left Dean because, well I was getting jealous of you and Harry and I thought maybe I had feelings for him. I wanted to find out if he had feelings for me."

"Ginny, Harry was your first love wasn't he?" She nodded.

"I thought I was over him."

"Your first love isn't something you ever get over. Being jealous is natural, but you shouldn't leave Dean because of it. You do have feelings for Harry, and you probably always will. They will be different from the feelings you get with Dean, but with Dean. He loves you and you love him back. Surely, that's enough to try to hold on to." She looked at me tears still in her eyes.

"I should go call him."

"Ron and Hermione's wedding is no secret, we're having it at the Burrow. Why don't you call Dean and invite him?" She smiled and nodded as she ran outside. Now to go take care of the burrow; Harry was still asleep and Ron and Hermione were resting before their big day. I didn't know where the others were, but I figured I could go early now to the burrow to set things up there.

"The Burrow," I shouted into the green flames. When I stepped out I stepped in to find Mrs. Weasley bustling about.

"Oh, good morning dear." She smiled light heartedly as she tried to prepare all the food for that day.

"Good morning, I'm going to go out back to set up chairs and things, is that alright, or would you like some help here?"

"Goodness I could use the help, but go do that first, than come back and help."

"Of course." Walking outside I knew I could use my powers to help make this day special for them. Using a freezing charm on blocks of ice so they wouldn't melt I carved swans to put at the front where Hermione would first walk out to walk down the aisle. Once they were in place I set up the chairs and the flowers. I chose the beautiful white rose for their wedding aisles to match the snow. Her dress was made to be snow white. So I don't have to worry about it not matching.

I walked back into the kitchen to find a very flustered Mrs. Weasley. "Mrs. Weasley, please sit down. I'll take care of the food, you go get everyone at the order up and fed and ready, don't worry about things here, I'll take care of everything."

"I couldn't do that."

"Then send Harry." She just nodded and got up glad to leave me with this monumental task.

"The borrow." Almost instantly Harry appeared looking very sleepy and embarrassed.

"Why are you red?"

"Well uhh, Mrs. Weasley walked in to wake me, only I was sleeping naked. She's like my mom, that's a little embarrassing."

"Well my protector, have a seat, I'll get you breakfast, and then I have to finish here for our friends. So stay out of my way."

"No argument here." We laughed before starting on the task before us.