Sorry I haven't updated for how many weeks… It's next part is not so good… sigh I chose the name Isaiah because my uncle that is going to the US of A later's name is Isaiah.
4. Wedding Plans
Everyone was getting ready for the Hermione-George wedding. Hermione was sitting in front of the mirror. She was in muggle make-up, her hair up in a bun. She was wearing a long, white, off-shoulder dress that fits her perfectly. She made Molly sew it and Molly was delighted. Ginny made her hair and she, herself had placed a make-up on herself.
Someone knocked on the door, it was Fred. "Mione, Sir Isaiah is already there," Fred announced.
"I'll be there in a sec," Hermione said.
"No, I'll escort you there."
"You sure?"
"Positive."
"Let's go," Hermione said as she stood up and followed Fred.
Fred was their best-man. Harry, Ronald and Draco was their groom's-men and Parvati, Lavander and Padma was their bridesmaid.
They were there, in front of the Black Lake where they were going to be married. Hermione walked through the aisle. The wedding strarted.
They said their "I do's" and in what seemed like years, Sir Isaiah said, "You may now kiss the bride."
Hermione just stared at George. He leaned to her and pressed his lips against hers. She was shocked. When the kiss was finished, everybody cheered.
Hermione and George ran to the Great Hall where the reception was held. It was beautiful. Instead of House banners, there were banners of the couple's name and congratulations. Hermione smiled.
The reception went well. When all guests were gone and the Weasleys and Harry were the only ones left, they left Hogwarts grounds.
"Where's the car?" Hermione asked.
"Car? Broomstick, you mean," George answered.
Hermione's eyes widened, "Brooms?" Hermione was very afraid of brooms.
"Don't worry, I won't let you fall," George assured her. Hermione smiled.
When they turned left, a firebolt that has a banner attached to it appeared. On the banner, written was: George-Mione. "Hop in," George said. Hermione held tight. When the broom flew, Mione screamed. George smirked.
After eight hours, Hermione asked "George, where are we going? It's been eight hours. It's seven o'clock already!" George smiled.
"Here we are!" George said. They arrived in front of a group of bungalows. The bungalows were in front of a beach.
"Where are we?" Hermione asked as they headed for the smallest bungalow.
"Weasley, here," George said, then she turned to Hermione. "A small island in the Philippines. 25 of the population here are wizards."
"I've read about those, then this must be J. Shell Island," Hermione said.
"Accio key. Room 2, then." The man behind the table said as he handed George the key.
"Thanks," George said."Yup! Hermione, welcome to the Jordan's island!" Geoege announced.