A/N: Merry Christmas everyone! Hope you like this chapter! Thank you soooooo much for all to all of my reviewers! (and a lot of you have pointed out that there is more R/Hr than H/G, so I'm switching it to a R/Hr story on it'

Hermione was finally zipping up the back of Ginny's beautiful white gown. In a few minutes, they would both be going down the stairs and Ginny would be married to Harry. As Hermione was messing with Ginny's hair one last time, Ginny broke down and said, "Hermione, he's gonna change his mind! I know he is! I'm going to go down there and he's going to be gone!"

Hermione was taken aback. She had never seen Ginny like this. "Ginny Weasley, what is wrong with you? You are never worried about anything! For heaven's sakes, you're turning into me! Now Harry is going to be there when we go down and he's going to marry you. No questions about it. He loves you; he wants this more than anything. So suck it up right now!"

Ginny stared at Hermione with her mouth wide open. "Hermione, you might be right. I just may be turning into you, but you've already turned into me! What's gotten into you?"

Hermione looked away with a far off gleam in her eye. "It's nothing Gin…nothing at all."

Ginny could tell something was wrong. Anyone would be able to tell, even a complete stranger. But Ginny also knew that whatever it was, Hermione wasn't going to tell her. She had always had that stubborn attitude that no one could break.

Ginny must have been thinking about it for a while because the next thing she knew, Hermione jerked her out of her thoughts and said, "Come on, Gin, time for you to get married!"

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Harry calm down, alright? You're making me nervous just from looking at you!" Ron was getting tired of Harry pacing up and down the room, sometimes stopping and rocking back and forth on his heels.

"Sorry, Ron, I'll stop." Harry's voice was shaking even when he said that. Harry kept his word for about two minutes, and then resumed pacing up and down the room. He kept at it for at least seven more minutes until Hermione came in the room.

"Harry, they're ready for you outside," she said in a distant voice, as if she wasn't really there. Harry looked at Hermione, and her face held the same expression. She looked as if she was somewhere else in her mind entirely. Ron obviously noticed this and was beside her in an instant.

"Hermione? Are you alright?" Ron looked at her, but she wouldn't meet his eyes.

"Yes, Ron. I'm fine," she answered, but her voice betrayed her answer.

"Hermione Jane Weasley, you are not alright. Tell me what's wrong. Talk to me!"

Hermione still had a distant look about her and she still wouldn't look Ron in the eye. "No, Ron. I'm fine."

Without another word, she turned around and walked out of the room. Ron stared after her with a dumbfounded expression, and then looked at Harry.

"Harry did you see me do anything wrong?"

Harry thought about it and then said, "No, I don't think I did."

Ron looked worried. "She didn't yell at me. She always yells at me when she's mad. Something's wrong if she didn't yell at me."

If Harry didn't know how upset Ron was, he would have laughed. But Ron was right, Hermione did always yell at him when she was mad.

"Um, Harry, do you think that she wants out?" Ron's face was blank and he was staring very hard at the floor. Harry was confused.

"Wants out of what?" he asked.

Ron stared even harder at the floor and shuffled his feet. "Do you think she wants out of the marriage? She hasn't been the same around me lately. She won't look me in the eye, she won't talk to me, she stays away from me as much as she can, and she even makes sure I'm asleep before she will come to bed. I haven't actually had a conversation with her in over a week! I think she's scared to tell me, but she wants out."

Harry stared at his best friend. He had never seen him so sad. Why on earth would he think that? Hermione loved Ron; she would never want out of their marriage. Harry was about to tell Ron this, but Mrs. Weasley came in and drug him out of the room saying, "Harry dear, you're going to be late if you don't come on right now!" So Harry left the room, and he could have sworn he saw Ron hurriedly wipe his eyes.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Harry stood at the alter waiting for Ginny. The bridesmaids had already made their way down the aisle, and now the music started. Harry held his breath. It seemed like an eternity just waiting for her. Then finally, Ginny came around the corner holding Mr. Weasley's arm. Any nervousness that Harry had before disappeared with the sight of her. Ginny and Mr. Weasley reached the point where Harry was standing, and Mr. Weasley gave Ginny one kiss on the cheek, and smiled at Harry. Then he took his seat beside Mrs. Weasley.

Harry turned to Ginny and took her hand and gave it a small squeeze. Ginny smiled at him, then together they turned to the official, and the ceremony began.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today…."

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The ceremony was a complete success. Thanks to Fred and George, there were no reporters, and the rest went smoothly. Everyone waited around while the backyard of the Burrow turned from the setting of the wedding into the reception. Harry was holding Ginny and giddily giving her kisses.

"We're married!" Harry kept saying it over and over. Ginny found it very funny.

"I think I noticed that Harry. After all, I was there wasn't I?"

The reception and dance floor was finally ready, and without even being asked, Harry took Ginny out onto the dance floor and they shared their first dance as husband and wife.

After a few more dances, Ginny went to dance with Mr. Weasley and Harry spotted Ron and Hermione at a table by themselves. They weren't speaking. Hermione still looked like her mind was somewhere else, and Ron was absentmindedly twirling his fork around in his food and stealing glances at Hermione. Harry walked up to the table, but neither one of them seemed to notice, so he cleared his throat loudly and they both looked up.

"Hey Harry. Congratulations on marrying my sister. Best wishes," Ron said and then he went back to twirling his fork. Harry looked at Hermione and she gave him what he supposed was an attempted smile.

"Hermione, would you like to dance with me?" Harry asked. Hermione shrugged and got up and went to the dance floor with him. They were dancing for about a minute when Harry finally asked, "Hermione, what's wrong with you?"

Hermione shrugged again and said, "Nothing. I'm fine."

Harry let out a frustrated sigh. "Hermione, are you going to ask Ron for a divorce, because if you are I suggest you go ahead and say it because it's killing him!"

Hermione looked taken aback. She obviously had not expected Harry to yell at her so suddenly. Thankfully there was no one dancing near enough to them to make out what they were saying.

"A…. a d-divorce? What made you think that?" she asked.

Harry shook his head. "Honestly Hermione? I didn't think that, but Ron does, and to tell you the truth, I'm starting to think that he's right. You won't even look him in the eye! So if you are going to ask him for a divorce, do it soon. But not today, because I don't want my wedding day ruined because you want out of your marriage!"

Harry walked a little ways off, but then Hermione caught him. "Harry, look at me."

Harry turned around and saw that Hermione was crying. "Oh Harry, I don't want a divorce! You know that! I love Ron with all my heart, but I-I'm….." Hermione looked down. Harry hugged her.

"Hermione, just tell me what's wrong alright? You're starting to scare me."

Hermione looked up and wiped her eyes. She took one very deep breath and said, "I'm pregnant."

Harry went numb with shock. His mouth dropped open and he couldn't speak. Hermione wiped away a fresh new batch of tears and said, "Harry I was going to tell Ron, I really was, but when I mentioned kids, he got nervous and said that he didn't want to talk about having kids any time soon and…. Oh Harry, what am I going to do?" Hermione flung her arms around Harry's neck and sobbed.

"Well for starters Hermione, you could have at least told your best friend!"

Both Harry and Hermione turned around and saw a smiling Ginny standing beside them.

"Hermione, I know Ron's nervous about having kids, but once he finds out that you're pregnant, then he'll be the happiest guy alive! Now go tell him. Now!" Ginny pointed her finger back to where Ron was sitting and put one hand on her hip. Hermione hesitated and shuffled her feet.

"Hermione! I swear if I wasn't scared of hurting you or your baby, then I would push you all the way over there! Now move!" Ginny finally convinced Hermione and she went back to Ron. Ginny shook her head, but Harry laughed.

"You can be very convincing Mrs. Potter," Harry joked. Ginny smiled.

"You weren't half bad yourself." They both smiled and shared a kiss, but they broke apart when they heard a scream from across the yard.

Ron had Hermione in his arms and was twirling her around. He had the biggest smile Harry had seen in a very long time.

Ron was showering Hermione with kisses and Hermione couldn't help but cry out of happiness.

"So you're not upset?" she asked.

Ron looked at her like she was insane. "Upset? Are you kidding me! I'm the luckiest guy in the world!" Then he gave her another huge kiss. The kiss broke and Ron and Hermione noticed that now everyone had stopped what they were doing and were looking straight at them.

Before Hermione could stop him, Ron yelled out for everyone to hear, "I'M GOING TO BE A DAD!"

Mrs. Weasley was the first one to come out of the numbed silence that followed. She screamed and ran to Hermione. "Oh, I'm going to be a grandmother. Did everyone hear that? I'm going to be a grandmother!" She embraced Hermione and then Ginny ran to join them.

This seemed to break the shock of hearing the news, because everyone was now hugging Hermione and shaking Ron's hand.

Ginny pulled Hermione to the side and asked, "Well, how far along are you?"

Hermione smiled sheepishly and said, "Two months."

Ginny seemed satisfied with the answer for a second, then a realization hit her. "Wait a minute… you haven't even been married that long!"

Hermione blushed deeply and muttered something about only figuring it out a week ago.

Ginny honestly looked like she wanted to puke. "No, Hermione. Don't go there; I don't want to hear it! Just…. Ew! Very ew!"

Hermione laughed and the girls went back over to join the reception.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Harry was the first one to get up the next morning. He got the Daily Prophet from the owl and sat down to flip through it. He didn't see anything interesting at first, but then a headline and a short article caught his eye.

POTTER WEDS IN PRIVATE CEREMONY

by Rita Skeeter

As of yesterday, Harry Potter is officially off of the market. He wed Ginerva Weasley, who is the sister of Ronald Weasley. Reporters were not allowed to come into the ceremony or anywhere near it and no official photos have been released. It is also rumored that during the reception, it was announced that Ronald and Hermione Weasley are expecting their first child.

Harry smiled. Thanks to Fred and George, no reporters had been able to raid his and Ginny's wedding. He put the paper aside as Ginny came down the stairs and sat sleepily down on his lap.

"Good morning, Mrs. Potter," Harry said devilishly, but Ginny just groaned. " 'Good morning' is a contradiction of terms, Mr. Potter."

A few minutes later Ron came down the stairs carrying a laughing Hermione.

"Honestly Ron! I'm only two months pregnant! I can still walk down the stairs!"

Ron shook his head. "No way. Absolutely not. You are not walking up or down any stairs. Now you are going to lie down on this couch and I'll go get you breakfast. What do you want me to fix?"

When Ron finally put Hermione down gently on the couch, she said, "Ron, I've told you! I can still do everything myself!" She attempted to get up, but Ron put laid her back down.

"No Hermione, you are not going to do a thing. You are going to sit right here and don't you move! I'm going to go make something for your breakfast, as soon as you tell me what you want."

Hermione sighed. "Ron, I really don't care…pancakes I guess."

Ron looked at her with concern on his face and put his hand on her stomach softly. "Are you sure that is good healthy for the baby? I mean, shouldn't I fix something a little more healthy?"

Hermione smirked. "Fine. Fix something healthy. But just so you know, whatever you make me eat, you're eating it too."

Ron clapped his hands. "Alright, pancakes it is."

As Ron went into the kitchen, Harry and Ginny laughed hysterically.

"Hermione, you have no idea how funny that was!" Harry said through laughs.

"Yeah, I have to agree. My brother has gone into complete father mode!" Ginny said and then began to laugh all over again.

Hermione groaned, but couldn't help smiling. "This is going to be a very interesting nine months."

And they all lived happily ever after…