Disclaimer: I will publicly apologize for the canon error in the last chapter. I am so sorry for not making anything clear and forgetting things. I am sooooo sorry!
It was two week later and Ginny found herself in a wedding dress. It had all happened so fast. They had all been taken to St. Mungos. Ron, Harry, Gabriel and Hermione had spent nine days in the hospital. Ron and Hermione unconscious for three of them. Hermione had remained silent for the whole two weeks not speaking to anyone except for her parents. Ron had begged to see her but she refused. After being released Ron, Harry and Gabriel had returned to the Ministry of Magic and signed papers. Gabriel had to identify the men who had aided Pansy. She had been sent to Azkaban, ironically placed in the cell across from Draco. Gallagan's body had been sent in for diagnostics. The doctors never figured out what he had done to Hermione.
"Ginny." She turned to see Hermione standing at the door. Ginny tried to smile. Hermione noticed and walked over to her and helped her with her dress.
"Where's mum?" Ginny asked. Hermione played with the train of the dress.
"She's down stairs trying to make sure that everything is going well." Ginny nodded. Hermione got up from her kneeling position and wrapped her arms around her.
"It's ok." Ginny shook her head.
"No… no! It's not ok!" She turned to Hermione. "Apart from Bill, he hasn't seen any of our weddings! He hasn't bothered." Hermione watched her.
"Do you know why?" Ginny looked at her then looked away.
"Hermione…I…" She looked into the mirror and stopped speaking. Hermione fixed her veil.
"I just wish he would stay." Ginny said. Hermione turned her around.
"He's just being an -"
"Ass." Both women turned around. Ginny's eyes began to fill.
"What are you doing here?" Ron stepped into the room.
"I'm allowed to say goodbye aren't I?" Ginny stood there, anger flitting through her eyes.
"Why? Why bother! Your leaving aren't you!" Ron approached her carefully.
"Ginny…" Ginny turned away and stared at her dress in the mirror. Hermione shook her head at Ron.
"You should go…" She followed him out the door and into the hall. Hermione closed the door. Ron watched her.
"Are you ok?" She looked up.
"Why?" Ron didn't answer immediately. He just stared at her. Feeling subconscious she looked down and fussed over her dress. "What?"
"Do you like… do you like your eyes?" She looked up in surprise.
"What?" He pointed at her face.
"Your eyes. Do you like them?" She looked around then at him, confused.
"I've gotten used to it. I mean… not many people have their eye color changed."
"I remember when they were brown." The memory Ron had shown her flashed before her eyes. She tried to shift gears.
"When do you leave?" Ron wasn't surprised. He knew he made her uncomfortable.
"My train leaves at seven." She frowned.
"Then why don't you stay for the ceremony. The reception doesn't start till six thirty." Ron shook his head.
"I can't…"
"Why?" He looked at her, his artic blue eyes boring into her stormy grey ones. He held her gaze for a moment then turned to the stairs.
"I should go say good bye to Harry."
"Is Gabriel going with you?" Ron turned slightly.
"Naw… she's staying here with Charlie…" Hermione nodded and watched him disappear down the stairs. Ron knocked on the door and then entered to see a fidgeting Harry standing in front of the mirror.
"Please… you look like me before the Yule Ball." Harry turned around. He didn't smile.
"Ginny really wants you to stay… I really want you to stay…" Ron walked up to him.
"I already tried to say goodbye to Gin… don't make this hard." Harry looked down at his tux.
"The position for Best man is still open." Ron chuckled slightly.
"I don't think so…" Harry looked up.
"I always thought that you would be there… beside me." Ron smiled and placed his hand on Harry's shoulder.
"Don't worry about me… You just need to remember to say 'I do.'" Harry smiled slightly.
"Did you see Hermione?" Ron's smile disappeared.
"Yeah… I saw her." Harry turned to the mirror.
"When does your train leave?" Ron didn't answer and Harry turned back to him. Ron wasn't looking at Harry but at the photo left on Ron's dresser. It was a photo of Harry, Hermione and him. They were standing in front of the Burrow. Ron guessed it was before sixth year. Hermione stood in the middle and smiling. As she waved Ron and Harry stole up on her and poured a bucket of water over her. Ron smiled slightly. He'd forgotten all about that… He turned back to Harry and smiled.
"You'll do fine Harry." He walked up and gave Harry a hug. They stood there for a moment embracing each other until Ron stepped away and left the room.
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"I can't believe it!" Mrs. Weasley squealed, hugging Ginny. "You're married!" She was crying and laughing at the same time. The ceremony had been beautiful. Ginny had made a stunning bride and Harry had done fine. Hermione was now sitting at one of the small tables beside the dance floor. Harry and Ginny were standing by the head table in the Great Hall. That's right! Hogwarts! The couple had decided to have the reception at Hogwarts and Dumbledore had agreed heartily. Hermione looked around. Everything was going wonderfully. Tucker was on the dance floor dancing with a little girl that belonged to Fleur and Bill.
"Is this seat taken?" Hermione looked up to see Harry standing there. She smiled.
"Of course not. Sit down!" Harry gratefully sat and looked out and smiled at the sight of his new wife chatting excitedly with Pravati, Alicia, Angelina and Lavander.
"Why aren't you over there?" Hermione shook her head.
"I like to observe." Harry nodded. She looked at him. "You're all smiles. The night isn't over yet." She said raising her eyebrows suggestively. Harry blushed.
"Thanks." Hermione laughed at Harry's look. She looked out to the dance floor and saw something that made her smile.
"Do you ever think you'll be like them?"
"What?" Hermione pointed to Ginny's parents. The couple was dancing, looking into each others eyes with a love Hermione had never seen before. The two were oblivious to all else around them.
"Do you think that you'll ever be like that twenty years from now?" Harry smiled.
"I hope so…" Hermione looked down at the ring on her finger. Harry watched the movement. "What about you?" Hermione looked up at him and smiled.
"I hope so too…" She looked around and then squinted.
"Who's that?" She pointed to a woman. She was talking with Percy and Charlie. Harry watched for a moment then turned back to Hermione.
"She works with Percy. Conny."
"Conny?" Harry shrugged.
"I've only met her once. Her real names Constance… I think." Hermione looked up.
"What?"
"I only met her-" She waved her hand impatiently.
"No… not that. What was her name?" Harry frowned at her behavior.
"Constance… why?" Hermione looked down at the ground. She seemed distracted. She then grabbed her head in pain. Harry grabbed her shoulders, scared.
"Hermione!" She shook her head, raising her head. She stared at her and then looked around.
"Harry…" Harry took her head in his hand.
"Hermione are you ok?" She closed her eyes and nodded.
"I'm fine…" her voice sounded faint. She turned to Harry. "Where's Ron?" Harry was confused.
"What?"
"Where's Ron?" Harry shrugged.
"He should be at Kings Cross." Hermione stood up. He stood up with her.
"I have to go." Harry grabbed her.
"His train is leaving Hermione… why do you need to go?" She turned to him and Harry saw something that made him gasp. "Hermione…" She grabbed his hands.
"I'll be back…"
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"RON!" Hermione called over the crowd. Kings Cross was packed. Ron however was easy to spot. He was moving toward one of the trains. "RON!" Ron seemed to have heard her. He turned around. She stopped, her feet aching from the heels.
"Don't go!" He frowned.
"Why?" She hesitated.
"You can't… Ginny needs you…" Ron snorted and began to head towards the train. Hermione looked around. She knew she couldn't make it. He was too close to the train. She needed to stop him. That's when it hit her.
"Constance!" Ron stopped. She continued. "Constance Ginerva Weasley!" Ron turned around. She smiled weakly. "That was supposed to be her name, remember!" She bit her lip. Her voice was wavering and she could feel tears coming to her eyes. "Do you remember what you told me… you said you couldn't imagine being with anyone else…" she looked down. "It wasn't until the night Terry died that I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you…" Ron couldn't believe it…
She remembered!
He began to push his way through the crowd and stood in front of her. She looked up at him, tears running down her face… her eyes… they were tinged… brown…
"You remember…" his voice was tight, barely above a whisper. She smiled.
"I… Harry mentioned a woman… my mind remembered that day in the infirmary…" He touched her face and watched her eyes close.
"'Mione…" She opened her eyes, the tears flowing.
"I missed you… I missed you so much!" She flung her arms around him and they held each other… not letting go… Hermione wouldn't let go… she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled away. She let her hands stroke his face, relishing the feeling of him. He pulled her face closer.
"I missed you…" Their lips touched and Hermione broke down sobbing.
A/N: I almost cried writing this chapter! I hope you are all pleased...(brushes away tears...)
Reader of Canon FF: This is what happens to those who wait! I love happy endings!
LucyKevinfan: Why... thank you!
BuckNC: I'm really sorry! I will update that as soon as possible...
Coconut Girl: Now you have romance!
ronandmion4ever: If you loved that chapter you're going to love this one even better!
connieewing: The pillows are going to be wet soon too.
Lovin-Lonnie: Second but that doesn't matter! I love you anyway!
There is no need for a chapter tease... anything after this will be beautiful...
