Wedding bells – Hermione's PoV

August 1997

I stared at my reflection in the full-length mirror. I'd just spent seven hours straightening my hair, doing my make up, making sure everything was ready and getting dressed. Now I was left to contemplate. I could let my mind rest for a while. The last few months had been the most hectic few months in my life. NEWTs, Malfoy's death, my wedding! The NEWTs went quite well. I'd been accepted into the Healer Training at St. Mungos. Malfoy's death had been something else completely. Harry had taken the blame for it saying that if he hadn't killed Malfoy Emma would be dead. He did it for self defence. Needless to say he had been expelled from Hogwarts but that didn't mean he hadn't gotten a good job. He didn't need to have NEWTs to be successful. It seems that the Chudley Cannons don't care what grades you have or how good you are as long as you can fly on a broom, actually I don't think they even care if you can fly on a broom but I would never say that to the boys. Emma took the whole ordeal really badly. She was constantly collapsing from exhaustion and stress. She's only just recovered, or at least she can go a few weeks without collapsing. I think Bo has had something to do with that. Emma was allowed to go home after Malfoy's death and as far as I know Bo's been helping her through every single step she's taken. Emma still won't let Bo hold her hand but I think they're working on that. Malfoy's damaged Emma more then any of us first thought.

"Hermione, are you ready?" Came my mum's voice. I turned and saw her coming in through the door. I gave her a smile and nodded. My thoughts about my wedding came rushing back. My heart started thudding, where was my maid of honour? Where was Ginny? She's probably off with her latest boyfriend somewhere. I looked at my dress. A long white silken gown that had been partially paid for by Harry. There was this Wizarding designer who insisted on designing my dress and I have to admit I am bloody impressed with the job. It was simply yet elegant and made me look better then usual. I took a deep breath. I was about to go down the isle to spend the rest of my life with Ron. I'd no longer be Hermione Granger, I'm Hermione Weasley. I smiled at the thought. Ron still didn't know what he wanted to do. He'd applied to Auror training but then rejected the offer that came by owl. He was just going to go with the flow for a while. I didn't like the idea but there was nothing I could do about it. The door opened and I saw a flash of red hair dash behind me in my mirror. I turned to see Ginny running a brush through her hair.

"Sorry, was busy," She said. She sounded out of breath and she looked slightly flushed. I looked at her curiously. She gave me a sheepish look and put the brush down. "You ready to become my sister?" She asked. I gave her a nervous smile.

"Yeh, I'm a little nervous though," I said honestly.

"A little? If I were in your shoes I'd be bloody terrified!" Ginny said, "I guess it'll be Harry and Rhia's wedding next though,"

"Yeah, I guess it will, or Emma and Bo's." I said.

"Nah, Emma's too damaged to get married any time soon," Ginny said. I nodded, that made sense. She still had issues with Bo trying to kiss her. "Well everyone is here, do you want me to go and get your dad?"

"If you would," I said. Ginny disappeared out through the door and soon my dad came in.

"You look fantastic Hermione," He said. I smiled at him, "Now are you sure you want to do this?" He asked. I grinned at him, he'd been asking me that for ages.

"I love him dad and that's all that matters to me," Dad shrugged.

"Whatever you say, but you know, these wizards…" He said pretending to be shrewd.

"Ron's not like that, he loves me." I said.

"Well, lets get going," Dad said with a sigh. He didn't like the idea of me getting married so young but once he'd seen me and Ron together his heart melted and he was more then willing to give me away. I took his arm and he led me out of the room. I heard the music filling the garden. The back doors opened and I stepped out into the isle between the seats. Ginny was just ahead of me, my sister was standing at the alter grinning like an idiot. I looked at Ron to see him looking rather pale. He looked rather relieved actually. Harry patted him on the shoulder and grinned at him. I looked at the floor with a smile on my face. This was it. I felt my stomach getting antsy as I got nearer and nearer the alter, well it wasn't really an alter, it was just where we were going to be married. What if Ron suddenly changed his mind? Oh god, he didn't want to marry me! No, but he was still standing there, he wants to marry me, but what if…No, Hermione get a grip of yourself. I shook myself mentally and looked up. We were there. Dad kissed my cheek and I turned to look at Ron. He gave me a sheepish smile. I didn't notice that the ceremony had even started until I heard my name.

"Do you, Hermione Granger take Ronald Weasley as your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do," I said with a smile.

"Do you Ronald Weasley take Hermione Granger to be your Lawfully wedded Wife?" He's going to say no isn't he?

"I do," Ron said. My heart leapt for joy, he said yes!

"You may now kiss the bride," Ron came closer and kissed me on the lips. I heard Rhia whooping in the sea of guests. The kiss seemed to be too short. I wanted Ron to kiss me again, I loved the feel of his lips, his skin on my skin. Oh god, tonight. As I thought about what was to come tonight I felt my skin tingle. Ron took my hand and led the way back to The Burrow. We were going to have photos now and then the wedding reception. I couldn't wait.

The photos were all done with and the speeches done. I danced with Ron carefully and put my head on his shoulder. He trod on my foot again but I didn't show any sign of it. Ron cannot dance at all! I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned to see James Potter indicating for me and Ron to follow him. We stopped dancing and followed him away from the guests.

"Mr. Potter?" Ron asked curiously

"I want to give you two your presents," Mr. Potter said. I looked at Ron curiously.

"You really don't have to give anything to us," I said to him. Mr. Potter dug into his dress robes and pulled out a large bag that looked very heavy. I looked at it, it looked like a bag of money but it couldn't be money. Why would Mr. Potter be giving us money?

"I know what it's like to be a young couple just out of Hogwarts. This is a present for you guys to get yourself started and on your feet." He said.

"Mr. Potter, we can't accept this," Ron said.

"Call me James and it's not just as a present," James said. "It's for everything you've done for Harry and Emma as well. That's why there's so much. Lily and I couldn't decide how much to give you so we just got our biggest money bag and filled it up," I looked at it wide-eyed.

"Mr. Potter, seriously, we can't take it," I said,

"Well, if it stays in our account it'll just lay to waste, someone might as well make use of it." He said. I felt very bad but grateful as Ron took the bag of Galleons. He suddenly bent towards the floor as Mr. Potter let go of the bag.

"Ah Bloody hell, it's too bloody heavy!" Ron grumbled. Mr. Potter smiled and kissed my cheek.

"Congratulations," He said, "Apparently you two get involved in a lot of Procreation, according to Andrea," I raised my eyebrows and looked at Ron, who was still muttering about the bag of galleons. We left Mr. Potter and after putting the galleons away safely in Ron's room we joined the dancers.

"What did dad want?" Harry asked as he left Rhia to talk with us.

"He gave us a present," I said.

"What was it? Mum and Dad have been planning your present for ages," Harry said.

"Nothing much," Ron said. Harry gave us a curious look but then grinned and handed us a drink each.

"A dance Hermione?" Harry asked. I looked at Ron who nodded. I gave him a quick kiss before joining Harry. He danced much better then Ron, he didn't step on my feet once!

"You going to be a healer then?" Harry asked me.

"Yeah, I guess I will be," I answered.

"Lucky Ron," Harry muttered. I gave him a curious look

"Excuse me Harry?" I asked him, I think I had an idea about what he was thinking about but I just wanted to make sure. My idea involved the design of the trainee healer uniform. It was infamous!

"That uniform…" Harry said. "Can you just picture Rhia in it?" He muttered to himself before staring into space. I saw a grin begin to form on his face.

"Harry!" I snapped. He jumped slightly and blushed slightly.

"Sorry," He said with a cheeky grin.

"How much have you had to drink?" I asked him.

"Not much, only a little fire whiskey," Harry said taking his hand off my hip and holding his little finger and thumb a little way apart.

"Of course," I said sceptically. I knew he'd had more then that because just ten minutes ago Ron and Harry were having a drinking contest! Ron won that one but he did have a little help…can't imagine who from!

"What! I didn't have much to drink," Harry said, his eyes began wondering again, I saw them fix on something behind me. I stopped dancing with him to see him looking at Emma and Bo sitting at a table talking about something. It looked serious until Emma started laughing.

"At least she's getting better," I said to Harry. Harry sighed and shrugged.

"Yeah, she is but she still won't tell anyone what Malfoy did to her. I know he…he…" Harry couldn't even talk about what Malfoy could have done to his sister but I knew what he was talking about. I turned to look at Bo and Emma again. I hit Harry slightly and nodded to Emma and Bo as they kissed each other. Harry grinned and I smiled. They were getting closer again! That was the first time anyone had seen them kiss in several months.

"Harry!" said someone from behind us. I turned with Harry to see Orion running up to us.

"What is it Orion?" Harry asked.

"My sister wants to dance with you but she's too shy to ask," Orion said, Harry frowned,

"Which sister?"

"Kaylee," Harry and I looked at each other with a raised eyebrow. Kaylee and Shy were two words that I never thought I'd hear in the same sentence. Harry shrugged and went off in search of Kaylee. Orion stayed standing there staring at Bo and Emma. He had a slight look of confusion on his face.

"What's wrong?" I asked him before I went to get Ron.

"So…what happened to Emma?" Orion asked, I smiled and ruffled his hair before I went to find Ron. He was talking to Ginny, who seemed to be on her tenth cup of wine, she was now beginning to look a little more then tipsy.

"Ginny, stop drinking, you're not even seventeen,"

"I am not stop being a stupid…pig," Ginny said sticking her tongue out. Ron was about to say something back when I tapped his shoulder. Ron surprised me but suddenly putting his arms around me and kissing my lips.

"I love you Hermione," Ron whispered. I grinned and kissed him again.

"I love you too Ron," I said.

A/N:-Not gonna say much except that there's one more chapter to go, I know I haven't been the best of people to answer the questions you give me but if you email me then i can try and reply to them...or put ur email addys in the review with your questions.