Hermione stared at herself. What am I doing? She was standing in front of a full mirror in her wedding gown. She was alone and confused. She had refused to talk to Ron and had tried to erase the past few days from her memory. She looked down at her hands. Yesterday had been horrible. Ron had come to see her…

"Ron, please."

"Why? So you can go and lie to yourself in front of everybody. So you can marry a man you don't love?" Hermione left the kitchen.

"Just forget what happened." Ron grabbed her.

"FORGET! How can I forget what happened? How can you pretend that it never happened?" Hermione tried to pull away.

"Just go Ron!" She pleaded. He stared at her disbelievingly.

"What happened to you? What happened to the Hermione Granger that wasn't afraid to take a chance? What happened to the Gryffindor Hermione who was brave enough to let go and trust others?" Hermione shook her head, tears poring out.

"Please, Ron." Ron slammed his hand against the wall causing a big hole to appear. Hermione's eyes widened. He rested his head against the wall, breathing hard.

"Hermione don't do this. Don't do this."

"Hermione?" She turned to find not Ginny but Harry. He stared at her and smiled.

"You look beautiful." She looked down at her hands.

"What are you doing here?" He frowned.

"I thought you could use some comforting." Hermione turned to the mirror.

"What am I doing Harry?" Harry stepped up to her and looked in the mirror.

"You're getting married." She looked at him.

"Then why don't I feel happy?" Harry pulled her into a hug. She clung to him, trying desperately not to cry.

"Everyone gets the jitters." He said lamely. Hermione pulled away.

"I'm a coward, Harry." Harry stared at her.

"What?" She went over and sat down on the bed.

"I'm running away. I'm taking the easy way out." Harry went over to her and kneeled down in front of her.

"Hermione… do you want to get married?" Hermione looked up at him.

"Harry. Every girl wants to get married." He rolled his eyes.

"Fine… Hermione… are you walking down the isle to the right man?" She looked away.

"I don't know…" Harry took her face in his hands, forcing her to look at him.

"Are you?" She stared into his eyes and tears appeared.

"No…" she said quietly. Harry smiled, getting up.

"Good. I'll go tell Matt." Her head jerked up, surprised.

"What?" He grinned.

"You have a man to get." She got up, and hugged him.

"I love you, Harry." He smiled into her hair.

"I love you too. Now go get that big jerk before you change your bloody mind." She smiled.

Ron stared out the window as he heard the faint pop outside the door. Ron was in his bedroom. He heard the door click as someone unlocked it and he heard the gentle steps heading for his room. He kept his gaze forward as the door opened.

"Aren't you supposed to be at a wedding?" Hermione smiled.

"The groom didn't show up. There was a mix up in the invitations."

"Really?" Hermione leaned against the door frame.

"Yeah. It turns out I said yes to the wrong man." Ron stiffened.

"Really?" She approached him cautiously.

"Turns out that the man I was going to marry ended up being sent to prison for seven years because he was stupid enough to get himself in detention." Ron grinned.

"Yeah, well. Boys will be boys." He turned around and faced Hermione, staring at her apparel. "Nice dress." She smiled.

"Thank you. I was saving it for a special occasion." He mocked her, looking startled as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Oh really. What was that?" She smiled.

"I'll tell you after you get rid of that hole you left in my wall." Their noses were touching, making Hermione feel slightly weak. Ron could feel it and he smiled.

"You feel weak."

"I do not." He grinned.

"Oh I think you do."

"How would you know?"

"My masculinity is too much for you to handle." She snorted, rudely.

"Yeah. And I'm Chudley Cannons head coach." He put his finger to her mouth.

"Must we fight?"

"It's what we do."

"Can we do anything else?"

"I'll show you if you shut up."

"My pleasure." She pulled him closer, setting her lips firmly against his. His hands immediately went to her back pulling her body closer, causing her to moan.

"Mummy!" Hermione pulled away to see Reign run in with her flower girl's dress on. Reign smiled when she saw Ron. She ran up to Hermione and pulled on her dress.

"Is Ron going to be my daddy?" She asked. Hermione looked up at Ron and then shook her head, smiling.

"Not right now… it's a little too early for him to be your daddy."

"Why?" Hermione looked down at her daughter.

"Because, I have some things to take care of before anything happens." Reign smiled and went over to Ron.

"I knew she loved you."

The End... Just Kidding!

A/N: R/R!