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A/N: Sorry it has taken so long to update, the combination of school and work have just gotten in the way. But fear not we are on track now and should have yet another Chapter up by weeks end. This chapter is quite a bit shorter than the others simply because i wanted to get something out for everyone to read. Also reviewing will motivate us to update faster.

The Wedding

The next few days went by quickly for Harry. Bill and Fleur's wedding was set to be on August 4 at 2:00 p.m. at the Burrow and there was plenty to do in preparation. The Burrow had to be scoured, the lawn perfect, the flowers, the cake, the food, the music, the dress... It was all enough to make Harry's head spin. The one upside to all the chaos was there was little time to think of anything else.

However, every time Harry took a second to breathe and every time he closed his eyes, there she was. When he turned the corner, there she was. When he ate dinner, there she was. Harry could not escape. Nor did he want to when he actually let himself think about it.

The day before the wedding was nothing short of hectic. Charlie, the best man, was to arrive around noon. Beatrice, Fleur's best friend and Matron of Honor, was to arrive with Gabrielle, around 4:30, just in time for the rehearsal and dinner. Ron had out grown his dress robes yet again ("I can't help I'm tall!"), Ginny tripped over a box of decorations and toppled head first down a flight of stairs ("Why is it me who always falls down the bloody stairs!"), and Hermione had accidentally washed her hair with one of the joke shampoos from the twins (Urgh! Those two! I'll kill them!").

If everyone else was frantic, it was nothing compared to Fleur. She spent the day running around the Burrow, snapping at people at random, checking and rechecking schedules, and crying for no other reason than "All zis stress!" When this happened Mrs. Weasley would stop what she was doing, tell Fleur it was all going to be ok, and wrap her arms around her. What Fleur couldn't see was that, while Mrs. Weasley was hugging her, she was also rolling her eyes and mouthing to herself, "One more day. Just one more day."

Once everyone had finally arrived and got settled in, the rehearsal started. Ginny sat in the back row of chairs and watched. Harry sat at the window in Ron's room and watched Ginny. It was easier to watch from a distance, he couldn't see the hurt in her eyes. She didn't look like she was hurting now, however. She seemed to be shaking in suppressed giggles.

The second run-through of the ceremony was about to start. As Harry watched, Fleur gave Ginny a hug and Ginny gave Fleur something small that Harry couldn't see. As Bill said his vows, Fleur pulled something red out of her pocket.

"Harry, have you seen a red tube of lip balm around? We brought some for Bill."

Harry turned with a start. The twins were standing in the doorway wearing identical evil grins.

"No, I don't think I have, but Fleur had something red just now. Maybe that's what you're looking for."

They rushed to the window and stared down at the back lawn. Fleur was saying her vows now.

"Just what are we watching for?" Harry asked, puzzled.

"Well, if it's what we think it is, it's our newest product. But we'll have to wait until she kisses Bill to see if it is or not," said Fred.

"I just wonder where she got it if it is it," said George.

"I saw Ginny give her something small before. But I couldn't tell from here what it was."

"Why that little…." began Fred.

"Shhhhh," hissed George. "This could get interesting!"

The three of them looked on as the Minister told Bill he could kiss his bride and Bill leaned in to kiss Fleur. After a few long seconds, they tried to pull apart, but couldn't. All Harry and the twins could see was two people awkwardly locked at the lips.

"Brilliant! It works!" exclaimed George.

"What just happened? What works?"

"Harry, my boy, that would be our newest product in the Snog Series, the Lip Locker," said Fred.

"Guaranteed to keep lovers together!" finished George, winking at Harry.

"I wonder how Ginny got hold of it?"

"I don't know, but she is our sister!"

"Well, Harry," said Fred, "We're off!"

"Where are you going? They're still stuck!"

"Well, Harry, that is where in lies the problem…"

"We haven't made an antidote as of yet."

"So, are you saying that Bill and Fleur will be stuck that way!"

"Not too long," said George. "It will wear off eventually. But we just don't have an immediate solution."

Harry turned toward the window and watched as the couple tried in vain to walk back down the aisle while keeping their balance. He promptly heard two pops behind him and knew that the twins had just disparate. Harry turned his gaze to Ginny, who was red-faced from suppressed laughter. Harry rolled over onto his bed and closed his eyes. Thoughts of Ginny turning swiftly to dreams.

Harry woke to sounds of hysterical shrieking echoing throughout the Burrow. Poor Bill, he thought. Harry sat up on his bed and wiped the sleep from his eyes. As he headed down stairs, he passed the room that Fleur was getting ready in. By all of the high-pitched shouting from inside, he induced that Fleur's dress was too loose because she refused to eat and had been refusing for the past two days. Harry didn't know if this was from nerves or vanity. He suspected a little of both. Although this shouldn't be funny, Harry found it rather amusing.

As Harry descended the stairs, still laughing to himself, he passed the third-floor bathroom. Ginny was just visible through the cracked door. Harry turned to make sure he was alone in the stairwell, and took a step closer. Ginny was wrapped in a towel and she was brushing her hair in the mirror. Harry stood, rooted to the spot. His monster was beginning to get very hard to ignore.

Mrs. Weasley's voice came from downstairs, causing Harry to jump.

"Ginny, are you almost ready? Your breakfast is getting cold! Wake Ron and Harry before you come down."

Harry bolted downstairs to keep from being discovered. He knew Ginny, no matter how much she cared for him, wouldn't appreciate his spying on her.

The morning and afternoon flew by with much of the same screeching that had woken Harry and before he knew it, it was time for the wedding.

Just before Ron and Harry left their room to go to the ceremony, Ron took a deep breath.

"I'm glad it's time and it's almost over! I don't think I could stand anymore screaming and whining! It's enough to make a man go mental! And my poor brother has got to live with that for the rest of his life!"

Harry chuckled to himself as they headed to the back lawn. He distinctly remembered a time when Ron would hear no wrong against Fleur.

Harry was seated with Ron, Hermione and Ginny in the front row on Bill's side. Ginny was next to Mrs. Weasley, who was finally starting to let her emotions get the best of her.

The ceremony started as the Minister asked everyone to be seated. Harry listened as the Minister talked about the joys and responsibilities of marriage. Not so bad in his opinion. He found himself wishing for the day when the war would be over and if by some miracle he lived through, he would ask Ginny to marry him, if she would still have him. He did miss her. He loved her. Being here, at this wedding, watching as two people pledged their lives to each other made him realize that what he felt for Ginny is real, true love. Part of loving someone is protecting them. So he would keep her out of harm's way by keeping her away from him as much as possible. But as Bill began his vows to Fleur, Harry couldn't help but picture himself saying them to Ginny.

"Bill, repeat after me," the minister said to Bill. "I Bilius, take thee, Fleur..."

"I Bilius, take thee, Fleur..."

"I Harry, take thee, Ginny..." Harry repeated softly to himself, and continued as Bill did.

"To be my wife...

"To have and to hold from this day forward...

"To be a shelter in through the storms...

"To comfort you in times of need and worry...

"To be your rock upon which you stand...

"To be the hand for which you reach in the dark...

"Until the end of time, we shall never be apart."

The minister turned slightly toward Bill. "Have you her ring?"

Bill turned to Charlie, who was pulling a satin ring box from this pocket. He handed it to his brother with a smile. If Harry wasn't mistaken, Charlie's eyes were a little watery. Harry watched as Bill took the ring from the box and placed it on Fleur's trembling hand.

"With this ring, I thee wed," continued the minister.

"With this ring, I thee wed," repeated Bill, smiling broadly.

"With this wish, I thee wed," Harry whispered to himself, imagining himself slipping a sparkling ring onto Ginny's soft hand.

As the minister began Fleur's vows, Harry noticed a single tear slip slowly down Bill's cheek. Harry couldn't help but smile to himself, despite the unfairness of it. Bill's tear was for love celebrated, and the one that crept down his own cheek was for love hidden away. He closed his eyes and a warm feeling washed over him.

(Ginny's POV)

Ginny watched as her brother said his vows to Fleur. She was happy that her brother found someone to make him happy. She was a little sad that her big brother had a new favorite girl. But she had grown to tolerate and even began to like Fleur. So she wasn't all that upset. She was gaining a sister. Sister. She guessed that was what Harry thought of her now. Back to Ron's little sister. She wondered whether he would ever see her the way she saw him. She looked over at him, seated beside Ron, just three chairs down. He was watching Bill and Fleur with rapt attention. His lips seemed to be moving, or maybe it was just the light. She still loved him and knew she always would. Forever. As Bill slipped the ring on Fleur's finger, Ginny couldn't help feel a pang of jealousy. When would she and Harry have their day. She knew one thing, no matter how long it took for this war to end, she would wait for Harry. She would wait until Harry thought it was safe again and she would make him fall in love with her, make him see how much she loved him.

Fleur was beginning her vows now. The were the same as Bill's, but they were still beautiful and heartfelt. She pictured Harry's face and repeated after Fleur in a soft whisper.

", And with this ring, I thee wed."

"And with zees ring, I zee wed."

"And with this wish, I thee wed," Ginny said softly, a tear rolling down her cheek.

"By the power instilled in me, I pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss your bride," the minister announced. Everyone cheered as Bill pulled his new bride into his arms. Ginny closed her eyes and remembered the first kiss she shared with Harry. She could almost feel a warm sensation sweep through her. She opened her eyes and looked at Harry, trying to catch his eye, but his eyes were closed. She wandered what he was thinking, but her musings were interrupted as the new couple was announced and made their way back down the aisle.

In the Department of Magical Records, an ancient quill sprang up on a new, crisp piece of parchment and began to scurry across it.

4th August, 1997
Marriage Ceremony
Bilius Weasley
Fleur Delecour
4th August, 1997
Marriage Ceremony
Harry Potter
Ginerva Weasley