Chapter 2: Wedding Day:
Ginny awoke bright and early. She sat up, smiling, in her bed as the sun rose silently over the Burrow. She turned her attention to Hermoine's bed to see if she woke up yet. To her surprise, she noticed that the bed was perfectly made. 'She must be showering' Ginny thought. She shrugged to herself and couldn't keep the smile from her face. After all, her brother was going to be married today . . . even if it was to an annoying, silver haired woman with an even more annoying French accent. The smile on her face turned to disgust at the thought of Phlegm and frowned slightly. At this moment, Hermoine walked into the room, noting the disgusted look on her face. Ginny smirked slightly, "I was just thinking about how my poor brother is going to be married to Phlegm." She scrunched up her nose and distorted her face at the thought.
Hermoine simply chuckled. "If you want to shower, I suggest you do that now . . . I assume Fluer should be waking soon, and you know how long she takes. But if you like cold water, then you've got plenty more time to sleep."
Ginny scrambled out of bed and gathered her clothes up. "I just can't believe my brother's getting married!" she said excitedly as she shut the door behind her and made her way towards the bathroom.
She hummed a happy tune and was twirling and dancing all the way to the bathroom. Her singing filled the bathroom and steam seeped through the crack, a heavy mist expanding throughout the hall.
Hermoine pulled an arithmancy book out of her trunk and sat on her bed, reading until it was time for breakfast.
"Breakfast!" Called Mrs. Weasley.
A sea of red hair flowed down the stairs, along with one head of brown, bushy hair. Fleur made her way gracefully down the stairs, following behind Bill. Everyone took their seats at the breakfast table and chatted loudly with one another. As Mrs. Weasley looked around the table she noticed two people missing.
"Harry! Ron! Breakfast!" she yelled at the top of her lungs.
Up in the attic, Harry sat up quickly at the sound of his name being called. Ron sat up two seconds later, after hearing the word 'breakfast'. "Breakfast" he repeated dazedly. They both quickly scrambled out of bed, pulled on some clothes, and ran downstairs to the kitchen.
After breakfast, all the girls( Fleur, Mrs. Weasley, Ginny, Hermoine, Fred's current girlfriend-Angelina, and Georges current girlfriend-Katie) went upstairs to get dressed for the wedding. Mrs. Weasley was making sure Fleur looked flawless; which was not such a hard job. Once everyone was ready, they went down into the kitchen...everyone else was outside in the garden, where the ceremony was to be held. Guests began to arrive, and Mrs. Weasley appointed Ginny to make sure Bill didn't see Fleur before the wedding. Which meant that Ginny was stuck in the Drawing room with Fleur until the wedding was to begin. Everyone else went outside in the garden, to mingle with the newly arrived guests. Mrs. Weasley was in the kitchen, preparing the food for the wedding, which was to start in about an hour.
Hermoine joined Ron and Harry in the garden. They were, of course surrounding the buffet table. Harry and Hermoine hadn't spoken to each other since the day before, when she was frustrated with him, and left the room. They stood there awkwardly, not talking for a long moment, until, finally, Harry couldn't stand it anymore. "Look, Hermoine..." he started, but Hermoine cut him off.
"I'm sorry, Harry. For getting frustrated with you. Its just that, I don't understand why you cant be with Ginny." She explained.
"Wow, imagine that...Hermoine not understanding something" Ron said as he filled his plate with food from the buffet.
"Oh, come off it, Ron" Snapped Hermoine. She turned to Harry and frowned apologetically.
"Its okay, Hermoine. I know you were frustrated, and I think you had every reason to be." He paused, taking a deep breath. "And, I talked with Ginny last night, in the drawing room."
"When was this! I didn't know that!"
"Yeah why didn't you tell us, mate?" asked Ron, his mouth full of food.
"Well, er, I didn't think it was a big deal." he glanced at Ron. "And, we decided to become friends again. She understands why we cant be together. I know she's hurt by it, but I think it's for the best."
"Well, at least your talking to each other again!" Hermoine said excitedly.
"Yeah, mate. You could've cut the tension with a knife between you two"
"Right." Harry sighed.
Meanwhile, back in the drawing room, Fleur was checking her make up and fixing her hair in the mirror, while Ginny sat on the couch, annoyed that her mother would give her, of all people, the job to watch Fleur. Her thoughts wandered to last night, in the drawing room with Harry.
Harry and Ron were playing chess in the drawing room, the night before the wedding. Hermoine was sitting on the couch, absorbed in her book, and Ginny was also sitting on the couch, beside Hermoine reading Witch Weekly magazine. Harry was, of course, losing and in a mere 10 minutes the game was over. Ron, growing bored of winning all the time, decided to give Harry a break from playing him. Ron stood up and stretched, walking over towards the couch where Hermoine and Ginny sit, reading. A low grumbling noise, that sounded like a stomach growling could be heard. "Ron, you are always hungry" Ginny said, not even bothering to look up from her magazine.
"Actually, Gin, that wasn't me." And then he added, " But I am a bit hungry, now that I think of it."
"Oh, well, it was me." Admitted Hermoine as she marked her page and then closed her book. She stood up and walked towards the kitchen, "I suppose I should go have a snack or something, then, huh?"
"Yeah, I'll come with you...I am a bit hungry myself" Ron joined her and the left the drawing room.
Ginny peeked over her magazine at Harry, he didn't seem to notice that they were the only ones in the room yet. Harry sat, frustrated, playing a game of chess against himself for practice. "Do you want someone to play against?" Ginny asked hopefully.
"Yeah, sure."
Ginny got up and took the seat across Harry, at the other end of the chess board. They played the game, talking casually for a few minutes. "Gin?"
"Yeah?"
"I really miss you."
"I miss you too."
"Do you think, maybe we could be friends again?" He asked, biting his lower lip.
"Yeah, of course." They smiled at each other. "Well, I guess I should get to bed now, g'night, Harry"
"Night, Gin"
Ginny sighed to herself and smiled slightly. She was happy to at least be friends with Harry again, but she desperately wanted to be more. Mrs. Weasley then came into the drawing room, to tell Fleur and Ginny that the wedding was beginning.
Ginny walked out first, and joined the other bridesmaids at the front of the garden. Mrs. Weasley took her seat in the front row, next to her husband to watch the wedding. Then the music started to play, and Fleur's father walked her down the isle, towards Bill. He kissed her goodbye and took his seat next to his wife. They said their I do's, exchanged rings and all that, and they were now officially married. Mrs. Weasley and Fleurs mother were both crying hysterically, with their husbands who were trying to calm them down.
They were having the wedding reception inside the Weasley's house. Guests filled the kitchen and drawing room. The kitchen table was moved aside to make a small dance floor (they had hired a band to play at the reception).
In the drawing room, Harry, Ron , Hermoine, and Ginny all sat around on the couch, talking. "Harry, Ginny," Hermoine looked at Ron. "Ron and I are so glad that you two are friends again."
"Very" Ron added.
"Especially because, Ron and I are going to be spending more time together since we are dating, now"
"What?" Ginny and Harry said at the same time.
"It's true" Ron said.
"Well, I guess it was just a matter of time" Harry shrugged.
"Yeah, we knew it would happen sooner or later" Ginny added.
"Oh, come on. It wasn't that obvious." Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Whatever you say..." Harry said, not wanting to argue. "I'm happy for you two, really."
"Thank you, Harry."
"Yeah, thanks, mate. I'm just glad you and Gin aren't avoiding each other anymore. Then I won't feel bad about not spending as much time with you." Ron clapped Harry on the back, and smiled at Hermoine. "Well, I'm going to get some food..." Ron said, pulling Hermoine by the hand. But instead of going to the kitchen, they quickly snuck upstairs.
Harry turned to Ginny, "I had no idea the kitchen was upstairs."
Ginny chuckled and they went in the kitchen to congratulate Bill and Fleur, and join the other guests.
R&R! I'm kind of stuck on the next chapter, if anyonehas ideas for me, let me know!