Chapter 36

Ginny's hair was woven up together in loose twists and braids. Little pieces of dark red hair were lightly touching her face and neck. Tiny white flowers were tucked in, contrasting the color of her hair.

She looked at herself in the mirror and sighed. Her hands were shaking and her cheeks were flushed. Hermione stepped into the room, holding her bouquet of exotic looking wild flowers. Her dress was a dark blue color and looked wonderful over her completely swollen stomach. Any moment and Ginny knew Hermione could burst. The baby would be there soon but Hermione and Ron had chosen not to know the sex of the baby until it was born.

Hermione laughed a little bit at seeing Ginny in only her underwear and bra standing in front of the mirror. Her dress was hanging on a hook nearby. "You need to get dressed Ginny dear," she teased her.

"I'm nervous," she held up her shaking hand for Hermione to see.

Hermione suddenly looked serious. "I was scared to death when Ron and I got married..."

Ginny listened intently.

"Of course I was even more scared when it came time for bed. Oh God, you wouldn't believe how nervous. I'd barely been kissed by anyone before."

"Oh," was all Ginny could say... suddenly her mind wandered. It wouldn't be her first kiss... she wasn't a virgin. What would Harry think. She knew Harry had never kissed anyone other than Cho Chang and herself in his entire life. It wasn't fair that she couldn't save herself for him to. Suddenly she was more scared then ever.

"I... I don't know if I can do this..." Ginny choked and started crying.

"Oh Ginny... come along now. It's not that horrible. It's actually quite nice."

Ginny choked on a sob again.

"You love him don't you?" Hermione asked as she pulled Ginny's dress off of the hook and held it in her hand steadily.

"Yes... I love him."

"Then you should marry him. He would just die if you left him now Ginny. I know he loves you more than anything. He hasn't thought of any other girl than you since after Cho... It would just kill him if you didn't marry him. And it'd kill you to. I can tell you love him. Think about everything else after the wedding."

Ginny suddenly nodded, she knew there was no other thing to do than marry Harry. Nothing else she wanted to do. She pulled the dress on gently. Her curves looked smooth as a cube of soft butter. The silk of her elegant dress excentuated and danced along the edge of her skin. The bodice was low and tight leaving her chest exposed to much. It looked nice and not trampy as Hermione had told her. She really loved the dress and had been looking for one exactly like it.

Ginny had always wanted to get married barefoot in a meadow so that was exactly what they were doing. Harry had no real opinion on where to get married. He just knew that he wanted to marry Ginny, anywhere really.

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"Ron?"

"Hm..." Ron asked as he straightened his own tie while looking in the mirror.

"I'm scared as hell... I don't know what I'm doing."

"You're getting married to my sister." Ron grinned at him and patted him on the back.

"No... I... Oh damn..."

He covered his face with his hands. Fred and George apparated into the room laughing. "Oh... Harry's just nervous about tonight."

"Oh God," Harry groaned, continuing to cover his face.

"Really Harry, I'm sure you'll enjoy it." Fred grinned and George laughed.

"Ew... you guys are disgusting... just because neither one of you were virgins when you got married, you don't have a clue what it's like to be nervous on your wedding day." Ron sounded purely disgusted.

Harry fell back onto the couch mussing his hair even more.

"Well, really Ronald..." George scolded. "I'd never done it with Alicia until our wedding. I'd just done it with other girls. I was nervous to."

"We aren't jigalos." Fred rolled his eyes at Ron.

"Just... tell me what I need to know... I don't know anything..." Harry sounded like a little boy on his first day of school.

They all laughed a little. "Honestly Harry," George started.

"Everything you need to know you'll know when it gets down to it." Fred finished.

"It's called instincts." George laughed.

"Bloody 'ell!" Ron yelled, "You two have humiliated him enough, why don't you just go?"

They laughed, nodded, and disapparated with grins.

"I'm sorry Harry," Ron mumbled looking at him nervously. "But really... everything will be fine... you have no need to worry... as long as you stop talking about having sex with my sister."

Harry laughed a little, his voice still sounding a bit nervous and tense. He ran a hand through his hair and shoved his wand in his pocket, finally ready to go.

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There were only a few people there. All of the Weasleys had managed to make it, Remus and Tonks, Dumbledore, Mcgonnegal, Hagrid, and Neville and Luna Longbottom and their son Walter. Harry had invited all of his roommates not excluding Dean. Dean was in fact engaged to a muggle. Ginny was suprisingly completely calm in seeing him there. She was just glad that Ivan wasn't there. It was a small but close knit group.

The sun was setting and Ginny sighed at the beauty. Harry was standing in the front, his head down. There was soft music that Ginny could barely make out, she wasn't paying any attention to it as she walked through the grass feeling a bit calmer as her feet met the cool grass. Ginny's bouqet of wild flowers felt heavy in her hands, she wanted to drop them but she didn't.

As she reached the front and stood next to Harry he came and held her shaky hand. He steadied her with the warmth of him.

"Do you Harry James Potter take Ginevra Molly Weasley to be your wife?"

"Yes," Harry answered simply and Ginny almost died in those words. She'd never been happier. Harry loved her and they were going to be married.

"Do you Ginevra Molly Weasley take Harry James Potter to be your husband?"

"Yes," she tried to sound confident but her voice came out shaky and scared. Harry held tighter to her hand.

"Now you may kiss the bride."

Harry pulled her close to him and he leaned down to kiss her gently on the lips. Everyone clapped and Fred and George gave cat calls that made Ginny blush and pull away and glare at them. Harry laughed and his face turned a bit red.

"Let's go to our receiption Mrs. Potter." Harry whispered and kissed her cheek. And Ginny climbed onto Harry's broom to hold onto his waist and they took off. Ginny leaning her head nervously on his shoulder the whole way.

(A/N: thanks for my wonderful reviewers, please review again! I love getting your input on everything. Tell me if you think Harry and Ginny are just toooo cute. because i don't want them to be. But... I can't help it. they just love each other i guess. whatever. tell me what you think, thanks.)