Chapter 3: Attack of the Wedding Dress

Disclaimer: Would I really be writing fan fiction if I owned Harry Potter? No, I would instead been writing the seventh book called Harry Potter and it-took-me-seven-years-to-realize-that-I'm-in-love-with-Hermione-my-best-friend-because-I'm-the-worlds-biggest-asshole. But unfortunately, I'm not, instead I'm writing fan fiction tear

It was finally here, the "wedding of the century" the "It" wedding. The wedding everyone has been waiting for.

Or Fleur and Bill's so-called low key "backyard wedding" that featured big life size cut outs of Fleur, lined up down the aisle, a gazillion white and red roses, not one, not two, but 5 cherubs, real fountains, fireworks, and the two dozen white doves that are going to be released when Fleur and Bill get announced as husband and wife.

And that's only the ceremony, wait for the reception

Talk about low key

Speaking of the fireworks, I can't believe that Fleur is allowing the twins to provide them. I mean, explosions and the Weasly twins are two (or three) things you don't want to go synonymous together. Especially with Fleur. I mean, doesn't she realize that they hate her? I mean, come on! But whatever, it's not my wedding.

Anyways, we, as in Mrs. Weasly, Ginny (EW), Gabriele, Mrs. Delacour, and myself are currently waiting for Fleur to finish doing, well whatever she is doing, in the Weaslys tiny bathroom.

"For goodness sake Fleur, would you hurry up, dear" Mrs. Weasly said very patiently and motherly. Although knowing Mrs. Weasly, I'm pretty sure that she is really extremely close to just breaking the door down into tiny pieces and dragging her veela ass out of the bathroom and into the backyard.

"Um, just a minute, Mrs. Weasly" replied Fleur "Um, actually, can I see Hermione for a bit please?"

Wait? WHAT!

"Why do you want to see her" Ginny said rather nasty. Seriously what is her problem? I mean, just because she had a serious relationship with Harry (if you call snogging behind the one-eyed witch statue for a few months, a relationship) doesn't give her the license to treat me like absolute turd.

Obviously I didn't say that to her.

Instead I just waltzed right into the bathroom door which Fleur had just opened for me.

"Holy jeebers, how the heck am I supposed to breathe in here" I yelled

Now when Fleur said that her dress the biggest, fluffiest dress in England, we all thought she was just kidding

Boy, were we wrong.

When I walked in the dress was taking up every single small place in the already tiny bathroom. I could hardly see her.

"What is it?" I asked her rather hastily, as I tried to make, or fight, my way to her.

"How are things going on with you and Harry?" she asked

WHAT!

"Huh?"

Fleur rolled her eyes "How is the Harry situation going"

"That's it" I say "that's all you want to know, how Harry and I are doing?"

"Yeah" Fleur replied simply "Why?"

"WHY! YOU ASK ME WHY!" I said it before and I'll say it again...this woman is impossible!

"Fleur, do you realize that you are seriously delaying your wedding only to ask me about my love life?"

Fleur shrugs her shoulders and says "Yeah, so"

YEAH, SO!

OH

MY

FREAKING

GOD!

She's absolutely mental...seriously

"But why" I said in shock, as I made myself comfortable on top of Fleurs dress

Fleur just looked at me took a deep breath and replied "Its just that, you know, I was supposed to help you with him and well I've been really busy with the wedding that I haven't been helping you and I've been feeling really guilty and I need to tell you or else I won't enjoy my wedding because of the guilt and I just wanted to tell you that I'm sorry and that I will try to make it up to you today because I have a plan."

Whoa

That was fast. I just look at her wide eyed with my jaw to the ground, or on top of the dress, since its everywhere, but anyways who knew? All this time I thought that my problem was the last thing on her mind. And all this time, she has been thinking about me.

"Oh, well, its okay" I said "I understand"

I mean, what else you say to something like that

"Great" Fleur said happily "Wait till my plan goes into action"

"Wait, what plan"

"I have a plan, I just told you"

"A, hello, you were talking about a billion miles per second" I replied sarcastically "All I got down, was "guilty" "sorry" and I could swear you said "phalanges" somewhere in there"

"Haha, very funny" she said "No, but, seriously, don't worry I have a plan."

With that she winked at me, opened the door, and squeezed her way past the doorway, which took the combined efforts of Mrs. Weasly, Ginny (once again ew), Gabrielle, Mrs. Delacour,myself, and some random guy named Charles, and waltzed out. And for once in my life I was worried.

Terrified

AN: I know, it took forever and it was short but I was having extreme writers block. I needed something to set up for the next chapter and I think this is the best way so please review. The more reviews, the sooner I will update, I promise. I already started writing the next chapter. The next chapter is the turning point of the story, so REVIEW.

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