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The wedding: Chapter 4

We landed with a loud thump in the burrow, and we were immediately pulled into the surprisingly strong arms of my mother.

"You're late, I was so worried!" My mother chided.

"Hey Mum, we're right on time!" I said as I glanced down at my watch.

"I'm so glad you're here! We have so much to do! Harry dear, go find the boys and stay out of our hair, there's a good lad! Now Ginny, we need to go upstairs and make sure that your dress still fits, it has been a few weeks and I can already see you're body has changed!" Molly was speaking so quickly I had trouble keeping up.

"Okay mom, is Hermionie here?" I asked hoping that someone sane was here (AKA, NOT my mother!)

"Yes, yes, she's upstairs too, when is Luna due to come?" My mother asked leading me up the stairs to my bedroom.

The room had been transformed into a dress makers workshop. Pins and needles were every where, Hermionie was in front of a mirror and the dressmaker was kneeling taking in the hem.

My mouth was open.

"Ginny, close your mouth, you'll catch a fly!" My mother scolded. "And you never answered my question, when is Luna arriving?"

"Umm tomorrow, she still had classes today and figured it would be better to come early tomorrow morning. Besides, she doesn't have to be refitted, she's not pregnant." I said as a joke.

"Humph, maybe you should have taken a leaf out of her book!" My mother scolded.

Hmm I thought we were off the whole, 'Ginny is a failure and should be disowned because she's pregnant and only seventeen phase'. Guess I was wrong. Oh well.

"Ginny! This is so exciting!" Hermionie squealed. The dressmaker, Nina, had finally finished hemming her dress and Hermionie was able to come give me a hug.

"I know!" I was finally getting in the wedding mood. I bet if Hermionie or I weren't pregnant, we would be holding each others shoulders and jumping for joy, but instead we only embraced.

"Hermionie, you look so lovely." I said. She had on a dark blue, floor length dress. The straps were thin, and a slit ran to the knee on one side of the dress.

"Thanks!" She grinned. "Now it's time to see the wedding dress!" She said happily.

Nina handed me the white silk dress. It was floor length with sleeves angled off the shoulders. The sleeves ended in a flow of material. The dress was cut in a low square line and the dress trailed behind me. I loved the way I looked the dress made me feel like a princess.

My mom and I had an argument about the color of the dress, she of course thought that I shouldn't wear white since I obviously wasn't a virgin but I won in the end. It is my wedding!

"Oh Gin! You look beautiful!" Hermionie breathed.

"You do sweetie, you really do." My mother said. Then she bent and kissed me on the cheek.

That one gesture told me that no matter how disappointed in me she may have been, she'd always love me.

"Wake up! Wake up!" My mother's shrill voice screeched at me. I rolled over and cracked one of my eyes open to see what time it was. The clock read 5:55 AM Great, just great. Not only would I be up late tonight, I'm being woken at the crack of dawn. Lovely.

"We've so much to do!" My mother's voice boomed from my doorway.

"I'm up, I'm up!" I said groggily. As soon as I sat up I felt nauseous. I barely made it to the bathroom before I was throwing up everything and anything. Apparently this baby isn't a morning person either. At least we have something in common.

After eating a quick breakfast, we went right to work. I really had no idea there was so much to do the day of the wedding. We had to get our makeup and hair done, and we had to get dressed. Normally that would take me about thirty minutes, but today it was more like four hours. We had to be at the church by twelve and mom was freaking out. Luna had arrived at 7:30 and was her usual flaky self, but she looked so gorgeous in her long blue dress, the same one Hermionie was wearing. We arrived at the church a half-hour before the ceremony was to start. Most brides say that they're nervous on their wedding day, but I wasn't, not in the least. I suppose I'm the exception to every rule, plus I had Hermionie next to me chewing her newly manicured nails, nervous enough for the both of us. I don't know why she was nervous, she was already married!

"Hermionie, stop biting your nails!" I hissed.

"I can't! It's like sympathy pains, except I'd call these sympathy nerves." Hermionie joked.

I actually found that really funny. Hermionie can be a real hoot once you get to know her.

"Ginny, get ready! The wedding's about to start." My mother said.

"I'm ready mum." I answered as I stood up.

Hermionie, Luna and I walked to the entrance. I could hear music playing. When my mom slipped through the door, I caught a glimpse of Harry standing at the other side of the room with Ron at his side. My dad nudged my elbow and said,

"I love you sweetie, and you couldn't have picked a better man."

"Thanks Daddy." I whispered. Hermionie and Luna entered the room, walking between the pews of people until they reached the front, then it was my turn. 'This is it' I told myself, 'good bye Ginny Weasly, hello Ginny Potter, married woman/mom'.

We walked down the aisle, my arm in the crook of his elbow. I saw so many people, some from the order, many of my teachers, and plenty of family and friends.

We reached Harry and my father lifted my veil and kissed my cheek. He took a seat in the front row next to my mother who had already started crying. Happy tears, I assure you.

The minister began his speech.

"Do you, Mr. Potter, take Miss Weasly to be your lawfully wedded wife? In sickness and in health, until death do you part?"

"I do" Harry answered with a smile.

"And do you Miss Weasly, take Mr. Potter to be your lawfully wedded Husband? In sickness and in health, until death do you part?"

Harry looks so cute in his tux, I could eat him right up, and the look in his eye, he's so happy… Oops shoot I've got to say I do… well what am I waiting for?

"I do"

"You may kiss the bride." The minister said.

My lips met Harry's and it felt wonderful. His lips are so soft and perfect, I could spend the rest of my life kissing Harry, hey! Now I can. Being married is so cool! I really can't wait for the honeymoon that's when the real fun starts. Ooh such wicked thoughts, ok now is not the time…

Harry and I walked to the limo that would take us to the reception.

"So Mrs. Potter, how does it feel to be married?" Harry asked

"It's the best feeling in the world Mr. Potter." I answered.

"It is, it really really is. Harry said sadly.

"Harry, what's wrong?" I asked. He shouldn't be sad on our wedding day!

"It's nothing, I just wish that my parents had been here to see this, and Sirius too, I wish Voldemort didn't exists! I hate knowing that he's still out there somewhere and I will eventually have to face him, and I'm afraid, for you and for the baby!" Harry finished.

"Oh Harry, I'm sorry your parents and Sirius couldn't be here in person but I'll bet Sirius and your parents are in heaven watching us and are so happy for us! As for Voldemort well he's an ugly bastard and if I ever come face to face with him I'll tell him so, I know it's dangerous but we'll protect the baby, and no matter what I'll always love you." I whispered.

"I'll always love you too" Harry answered softly.

Our lips met and the rest of the ride they stayed connected, needless to say, I wasn't as put together when we got to the reception hall!

"I'd like to call the bride and groom up to share their first dance as man and wife" The singer we hired said.

I smiled and Harry took my hand. We began to slow dance but I'd of much rather grinded with Harry, we'd be even closer together, but I don't think my parents would've liked that, nor my brothers!

When that dance ended my father and I shared a dance. Of course each and every one of my brothers felt it was his duty to dance with me and give me 'warnings' about men. They also told me that men only wanted 'one thing' it was at this point in the conversation that I pointed out that Harry had already gotten that 'one thing' and he hadn't left me, in fact we were getting married. Of course none of them knew what to say to that! I've always been smarter than them!

I was tapped on the shoulder, Harry wanted to dance with me again, well why shouldn't he? I'm the gorgeous bride he's married!

"He beautiful" He whispered in my ear. I couldn't help it, I let out a girlish giggle.

"Hello handsome" I whispered back.

"How'd you like to leave this party and go have some fun of our own?" Harry whispered seductively.

Shivers went down my spine, I hadn't felt Harry's touch for far too long.

"That sounds wonderful, but this is our wedding, don't you think people will miss us?" I asked as we danced.

"I dunno" Harry said looking around at the people. "They all seem pretty drunk to me!"

I looked too, " you're right! Even my parents, eww! What are they doing, his tongue is all the way down her throat!" I yelped. "I'm scarred for life, parents are not allowed to play tonsil tennis!" I said

"Well how about we go and play some 'tonsil tennis' ourselves, after all we will be parents soon and we wouldn't want our child to be scarred now would we?"

"No, I breathed, I guess not."

Harry and I approached the portkey that would take us to our hotel in Hawaii, Harry even booked the Honeymoon suite for us! Ooh this is so exciting.

We each touched the old stuffed animal with one ear missing and only one button for an eye. A moment later and we'd landed in our hotel and I was ready for some lovin' that only Harry could give me.

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