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Two Weeks Left
Harry sat at the table, with Hermione, and Ginny, helping Hermione explain a muggle wedding. Ginny had decided on a mostly muggle wedding, because she liked the idea.
" First you have the bride, which is the girl, then you have the groom, which is the man." Harry explained.
Ginny nodded. " Okay, so I'm the bride, and you're the groom."
Harry smiled. " Yep, that's it. Then there are the bridesmaids, who are the bride's friends, and they go down the aisle before her. There's also the maid-of-honor, which is another of the brides friends, normally her best friend." Harry looked at Ginny, who was glancing at Hermione.
" There's also the groomsmen. Their the same thing as bridesmaids, except they're men, and they're for the groom, there's also a best man, which is the grooms best friend." Harry continued.
Hermione nodded.
" Yes. The groomsmen and the groom are already down the aisle when the ceremony starts. The bridesmaids walk down before the bride, and the maid-of-honor goes right before the bride." Hermione said.
Ginny smiled. " Harry, isn't there something for the kids? You said something about that."
" There can be a flower girl, and a ring bearer." Harry replied, after a second of thinking.
" Perfect, I promised my little cousin, Grace, that she could help. She can be a flower girl." Ginny replied.
Hermione nodded, and wrote something down. " Okay, that works, the best man can hold one ring, and the maid-of-honor the other one. That's what muggles do normally, when there isn't a ring bearer."
" Alright, well I'm going to let you two work on all that stuff now. I need to get to work." Harry said, standing up.
" Harry, wait." Ginny said quickly. " The colors for the wedding, I'm thinking gold and dark blue, what do you think?"
Harry nodded. " Sounds great, it'll look wonderful. Now I gotta go, love you." He said, and leaned down to kiss her.
" Bye Harry, love you to." Ginny replied.
" So, I heard of a really brilliant muggle wedding idea." Ron said to Harry, as they where sitting down for a quick supper a few days later.
" Oh, what's that?" Harry said, scooping up a forkful of rice.
Ron grinned, and leaned back in his chair. " A bachelor party."
" Ron..." Harry warned, though he was hiding his own smile. " It's going to be the night before my wedding. That's the muggle tradition."
Ron jumped up. " Yes! Why haven't I gotten a invitation yet?"
Harry rolled his eyes. " Because you and I are room mates, do you really think I would send a invitation to my own house?"
Ron shrugged. " I dunno. Who's coming?"
" Anyone who wants to, within reason. I sent out a note to all of our friends. But it's a bachelor party, so no women will be there."
Ron sighed. " Oh, okay. Well it'll still be fun!"
" Ya Ron, it'll still be fun." Harry agreed, rolling his eyes.
Harry walked to the muggle mailbox, and looked inside, hoping to see a perfectly white envelope, but didn't see one. He had a mailbox since there was a few muggles in his neighborhood.
He had sent an invitation to Aunt Petunia, and was waiting for her reply.
Ginny came out of his flat just then, looking for him. " Harry! Hey, what are you doing?"
" Just looking for a letter from someone." Harry replied, kissing her gently.
Ginny looked at him curiously. " Who would be sending you a letter in the muggle way?"
Harry looked at the ground.
" Oh Harry, your aunt and uncle, right?" Ginny asked.
Harry nodded. " I sent them a invitation, but I guess I really shouldn't expect them to come."
Ginny didn't answer for a second. " Come with me, we need to go see someone." She said suddenly.
Harry followed her inside, and into the kitchen.
" Harry, you're aunt and uncle owe you, the least they can do is come to our wedding. Why don't we pay them a little visit? I'll get Hermione to come, she can…help us." Ginny said, smiling.
" Gin, we don't have to do that. And they don't owe me, I owe them." Harry argued.
Ginny looked at him, her eyebrows raised. " Really? How do you figure that? You're the one that put them into hiding when Voldomort decided you were close to them." Ginny laughed. " And you didn't give them near as much grief as you could have when you where living with them."
Harry smiled. " I guess, but don't you think just showing up there will make them a bit mad?"
" Of course, but they won't do anything, because they know we can make them do anything we want." Ginny replied, mischievously.
Harry thought for a second, then, " Alright, but let's have Ron come too, he'll have a blast just watching my Uncle Vernon turn purple, but not say anything."
Ginny laughed. " I think we all will. I'll tell Hermione, you can go get Ron. Meet back here in twenty minuets?"
Harry nodded. " Okay, see you in a bit." And he disapperated away, to Ron's training field.
Harry looked around the field, and at the players flying above them.
He saw the coach standing on the ground, by the box the held the quiditch balls.
" Harry, come to join the team?" Coach Williams asked. He had been trying to get Harry to join the team ever since Ron had joined.
" Nope, sorry. I need to talk to Ron, is he around?" Harry asked.
Coach nodded. " Ya, lemme get him." He turned around, and looked up the sky.
" Weasley! Get down here!" He barked, and Ron came swooping down in his orange practice robes.
" Yes, Coach?" He said, landing smoothly on the ground.
" Harry needs a word with you." Coach Williams replied.
Ron looked at Harry who was watching the team seeker, Terry McLanke, look for the snitch.
The Coach left them, so he could go yell at one of the beaters.
" Ron, Ginny, Hermione and I are planning on going to make my aunt and uncle go to the wedding. I thought you might want to come along." Harry said, still watching McLanke fly around.
" Ya, when are you guys going?" Ron asked, glancing at his watch.
Harry shrugged. " We didn't really have a time. Whenever you can go, I guess."
" I have a two hour lunch break in about half an hour. It'll take me twenty minuets to get changed. I can go then." Ron replied, his voice excited.
" Alright, meet us at our flat when you're ready." Harry replied, and left quickly.
" He'll be here in about an hour, then we can go." Harry said to Ginny and Hermione, once they got back.
" Alright. Why don't we make some lunch, that way we can eat and go quickly." Hermione said, and busied herself in the kitchen.
Ginny washed her hands, and started to help her.
" Harry, why don't you go find another invitation. That way they can't make any excuses." Ginny said, as she started to wash some lettuce.
Harry nodded, and went into the living room, where only a month ago he and Ginny had sat, magically making each invitation.
He finally spotted an unused one, and quickly finished it.
By the time Ron got there, lunch was ready, the table set for four, and the envelope sealed.
" You three have been busy." He said, kissing Hermione on the cheek.
Hermione and Ginny smiled, and started to serve lunch.
They ate quickly, and were soon ready to go.
" Okay, let's apperate on the side of their house, on the side Mrs. Figg lives on. She won't notice anyways." Harry decided.
They nodded, and all disappeared with a crack.
Harry smiled when he got there. When he had lived here, it had been hell, but now, it was all right.
" Okay, let's go say hello to them, okay?" Ginny said, and marched over to the door.
She pushed the doorbell, and waited patiently.
Aunt Petunia opened the door, smiling, and then when she saw who was at the door, she immediately started frowning. " What do you lot want?"
Harry smiled. " Hello Aunt Petunia, I don't think you've met my fiancé, Ginny?"
Ginny smiled at her, also. " I've heard so much about you. We just want a word with you, if you don't mind?"
Aunt Petunia glared at her, then looking around, she ushered them in the door quickly.
" Thank you, ma'm." Hermione said politely.
Aunt Petunia sniffed. " Well, what do you want? Dudley and Bailey are coming with Markie, so hurry up."
" Well, I believe Harry here, sent you a invitation to his wedding, but I don't think you've replied yet, have you?" Ron said, glaring at her.
She didn't answer, just stared at them.
" Well, Harry really wants you to come, so we decided to stop by, and make sure you can make it." Ginny said.
Aunt Petunia sniffed. "I haven't gotten any invitation."
Harry looked over at the table in the entry, and saw the light blue envelope unopened.
" Well, then it's lucky I brought another one, just in case. Here you are." He said, and handed her another one.
She took it distastefully, and opened it, examining it quietly. " We have a previous engagement, we can't make it." She said, not sounding sorry at all.
Hermione smiled. " That's alright, we can modify their memories, so they just forget that you where invited. That way it won't seem rude when you don't show up."
Aunt Petunia went white. " Oh, I just remembered, it's the day after your wedding that it is."
Hermione nodded. " Perfect. We'll be expecting you." And turned and pranced out the door.
The others smiled at Aunt Petunia, and followed her.
" Hermione! That was brilliant!" Ginny giggled, once they where back in Harry's kitchen.
Hermione smiled. " She didn't have anything else to do, she just didn't want to come."
" I know, she doesn't exactly like me very much." Harry said, laughing.
They all sat and laughed at it for a few more minuets, before Ron glanced at his watch, and jumped. " I've got to go! Practice starts again in five minuets, and I'm not ready!"
He hurriedly kissed her, and left.
" Okay, so we're going to meet at the new bar in Diagon Alley, and we'll spend the evening there." Harry told Ron. Tonight was the night of the bachelor party, and Harry was about to get ready.
Ron nodded. " Alright, see you there."
Harry nodded. Ginny was also having her bachelorette party tonight, at their flat.
Harry glanced at his watch, and decided it was time to get ready.
Harry looked around the bar, and smiled. It had been reserved, so no regular customers would come, and that was good. The place was packed. " This is great!" He yelled over the noise, at Ron.
Ron nodded, and ordered him and Harry two fire whiskeys.
" Ron, I don't think I should have any of that stuff." Harry said doubtfully.
Ron rolled his eyes. " Harry, that's what hangover potion is for. We'll take some in the morning."
Harry nodded, and took the fire whiskey from the bartender.
This is my last night of being single, let's enjoy it. He thought to himself, and waved Neville over.
A/N Hey peoples! So, what do you think? The next chapter will be the last in this story, and then it'll be a month or so before the second part of the trilogy is up. Please please review, I'm two reviews away from getting to twenty, and that is so awesome! Thank you to everyone who has read and reviewed, I am so happy I'm getting so many reviews. Next chapter I'll tell you what I'm doing with this trilogy, I think I am a genius for coming up with this idea…not. Anyways, review, and please ignore my insanity. Review please!
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