Hay I'm updating! Yay! Have written this while listening to my new 'Ultimate Disney Princess' Album (Salina, tell anyone and your dead! Lol!) Have had a cool day even though I've had mounds of homework. Meh. Hope you like this chappie and I hope Queenlover is feeling better after that cold; I've had a runny nose all day, yummy. Anyways the show must go on…

Chapter 3

"Your late." Hermione said ambushing me at the door.

"Er…yeah there's an interesting story behind that." I said pushing past he remembering the bathroom event.

"Well don't let it happen again today I'm practically pulling my hair out, your mother is so bossy."

"Hermione!" came a familiar screech.

"Talk of the devil." Hermione muttered.

"Yes?" she called over her shoulder visibly shrinking as if trying to hide.

"Can brush your hair now?" my mother called, I snickered.

"Erm, sure give me a second."

"Oh Hermione you're like the daughter I never had!" my mother smiled, Hermione blushed.

"What am I, an ape?" I asked.

"Don't be silly Ginerva, now go and get your dress on."

"You aren't seriously making me wear that thing are you?" I asked slouching across the room.

"Of course it looks lovely." She said attacking Hermione with a comb attempting to brush the bush that was her hair.

"OW." Hermione mouthed to me.

"Serves you right for making me wear a marshmallow to your wedding." I said out loud grabbing the marshmallow off the chair and stepped into the changing room.

"You can shut it, at least I don't go around trying to have sex every person I knock to the floor!" she called.

"Like I said before I have knee problems!" I yelled back slamming the door. I don't try to do everyone I knock to the floor; I wouldn't screw Umbridge if I knocked her to the floor I mean, Ew!

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I emerged from the room in the marshmallow outfit complete with a pair of stupid pointy shoes with heels as thin as sticks.

"Hey! I'm back." I called, no reply, I'm so unloved. "Hellooo?"

There was a clicking of heels. Hermione appeared, she looked beautiful, her white dress was huge and her hair was up and she was wearing the glittery tiara Fleur had worn at her wedding, her hair had been left curly and was studded with little white jewels.

"That's one huge marshmallow you've got there, more like a meringue, why don't I get a meringue?" I smiled.

Hermione laughed, she did have a sense of humour after all. Then my mother came out accompanied by Tonks and Fleur who were also clad in big marshmallows, Tonks had toned her hair down to a dark brown colour. It was weird everyone looked like a marshmallow it was like they were taking over or something.

"Are we ready?" My Mother asked only at this point did Hermione's visage crack.

"Oh my god. Oh my god." She kept muttering, her hands were shaking as I handed her the bunch of pink roses.

"You will be fine 'Ermione, you look wonderful." Fleur said placing her hand on Hermione's shoulder. I'd never seen her attempting to be nice before you could have knocked me over with a feather.

"Are we ready." Mum repeated re adjusting her hat.

"Yep." Tonks said taking her own bunch of pretty pink flowers. Hermione nodded bravely.

"OK, lets go." Mum said leading the way to the door I grabbed my flowers off the table and we all followed like ducklings as Madame Malkin waved us off.

AN: sorry that was short I didn't want to put the ceremony and the last minute preparations together in one chapter so I will upload the next chapter as soon as I have written it up it should be some time tonight.

What disasters could unfold as Hermione and Ron attempt to say their vows and where does Ginerva Weasley come into play? Find out soon! PLEASE REVIEW! QQ :)