Hello again! I'm sorry to give such a surprise but this is the last chapter because I'm kind of bored with this story. I know I haven't written for so long I can't remember. Now you're probably feeling mad at me but I have news, you're going to get madder. This is my third version of the last chapter and I'm sorry but I don't plan on making this one extremely long. Yeah, I'm really sorry and I hope you can forgive. 

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the related characters. I do think I own some of my plot but I definitely got most of it from the amazing J.K. Rowling.

Chapter 15- It's Finally the Beginning

Alicia stared at herself in the mirror. No, she didn't just stare, she gawked. She gawked with her mouth wide open with drool about to come out. She couldn't believe how unlike herself she looked. It was amazing to say the least.

"Shut your mouth," Angelina said coming in to the room in her aquamarine bridesmaid dress. "You don't want to get drool on your dress. If anybody should be drooling on it, it should be George." Alicia turned her head to look at her friend. Now she was no longer shocked at how beautiful she looked in her wedding dress. She was not half as beautiful as Angelina.

"I was not going to drool!" Alicia snapped back in her defense.

Angelina smiled at her skeptically with her I-know-your-lying look. "Puh-lease," Angelina laughed. "Don't give me any of this bullshit on my wedding-"

"Your wedding?" Alicia interrupted.

"Fine, our wedding," she compromised. Angelina was currently still engaged to Fred and their wedding was in a couple of months. Since she was so anxious though, Alicia agreed to kind of share her wedding with her.

Alicia smiled at her friends who had so easily given in. "That's better," she said before getting out her make-up. When she took out her make-up bag though she found only a tube of last year's lipstick and some shattered blush. "Angelina, sweetie, you mind helping me with my make-up?"

When Alicia spoke Angelina was inspecting her hair and looking at her face for any uncovered blemishes. She side stepped away and made a 'tsk' sound after looking at Alicia's make-up bag. "What would you do without me?" she asked before stepping out to get her purse which usually included a boutique full of cosmetics.

She knew her friend was right. Angelina was the one who had picked the most amazing wedding dress. It was a beautiful spaghetti strap with a silky lace web near the cleavage. She was also the one to slip the dress on Alicia with amazing grace so that the dress hugged every curve. Angelina was also the one to pick out her shoes so they looked like Cinderella's glass slippers on her. She was also the one who made Alicia's wavy curls look sophisticated and sexy at the same time.

Angelina re-entered the room holding her purse in one hand and a handful of different tubes of mascara in the other. "Okay Alicia, these tubes," she said showing Alicia her hand, "are the ones I think are the best but some will sometimes clump your eyelashes and some aren't waterproof. Oh what was I thinking? Of course you need waterproof! It's your wedding for heaven's sakes!" After realizing this she started digging in her purse for more mascara while throwing some useless tubes over her shouldering and muttering something about cleaning it up later.

"Angelina, you sorted out your mascara into groups in the ten seconds it took you to fetch your purse?" Alicia asked slightly amazed.

"I multi-task honey," Angelina said without looking up.

It took Angelina not long to do Alicia's make-up. Alicia looked at herself in the mirror and did not know what to say. It was short of absolutely fantastically beautiful but Angelina was just putting away her make-up as if she hadn't noticed that she had performed a miracle. "Angelina…" she started but couldn't finish. She was scared if she continued talking tears would blubber out.

"Oh, don't cry on me now! None of my waterproof mascaras would fit you so if you're going to cry, at least do it when people expect you to cry. We're going to be late and I don't have time to re-do your eyes so unless you want black streaks on your cheeks DON'T CRY!" Angelina demanded. Then whipping out her wand she quickly said a spell. Alicia felt the lump in her throat disappear and her eyes dried up.

Alicia gasped at the sudden sensation of not having any reason to cry. Quickly Angelina gathered her purse that was already organized and grabbed Alicia's arm to pull her outside. She succumbed to her friend's pull without hesitation. She sat herself on the couch when Angelina let go and as she did a growling sound was heard. "Hey Angie, I skipped breakfast and it's lunch time. Think you could whip me something up?" Alicia asked hoping for something relatively close to the feast they were having tonight. She had a craving for fine dining and didn't know if she could wait.

"Alright, I have enough time to whip you up a special wedding lunch before your parents get here. I heard they're bringing a special surprise," Angelina said while getting some things out of the fridge. "You have any idea what it is?"

"No they wouldn't give me a single hint! I bet they just wanted to surprise me with like iced tea spoons or something. At least, that's my mom's idea of a surprise." Angelina placed a plate on the table which Alicia noticed and scurried over to devour it. She stopped short though after noticing what it was.

"What the hell? You gave me freaking carrot and celery sticks! I'm not eating rabbit food!" Alicia hissed, "Is this what you give the future Mrs. George Weasley?"

"My dear little, immature friend," Angelina sighed patting Alicia on the head like a little girl, "These aren't celery and carrot sticks. This is what the French call crudités. Besides, I wouldn't want you to get bloated on your wedding day." Alicia sat down and reluctantly nibbled on a piece of celery. Angelina smiled and bit in to a roast beef sandwich she made herself.

Near the end of their lunch the fireplace was ablaze and an older, elegant witch walked out followed by five similar looking girls a tad older than Alicia. Next an older man walked out of the fireplace in a scruffy dress robe obviously trying to make it look manly. "Alicia darling," her mother greeted, "It's so good to see you!"

Alicia ran up and wrapped her arms around her mother who in return patted her back awkwardly. Her mother was a strict woman whose pageant winning, blond hair had faded away with age. She gave a stern look that fitted her hollow and now gaunt face. Her expression never varied and the only time Alicia had seen her smile was in her wedding picture. That also seemed to wear away with time.

Alicia tried getting all five of her older sisters in to a hug but it seemed none of them wanted to ruin their perfect posture that took years to learn. All of her sisters looked unlike even though they varied in age. They had all inherited their mother's looks, stunning blonde hair that took no effort to tame, the weight of light, beautiful bodies that would have put a top model to shame, and the most realistic fake smile. Of course with that body came heads that had been filled with cobwebs instead of brains. Alicia's mother had always favoured her sisters regardless of what was in their heads.

Their looks might have been the same but all of their personalities were oddly different. Jane, the eldest, was always the fashion diva who spent more money in a week for clothes than she would food for a month. Jenna could sing like nobody's business and would probably have contractors begging her for a record deal just by ordering coffee. Joanne was the dancer and won every dance award ever given. Jackie was the martial arts master and would probably kick a guy's ass for asking where the bus stop was. Jennifer was the musician who could replace Mozart's name in any music book.

The last person was the one Alicia wanted to see the most out of her whole family and that was Franklin Spinnet. "Daddy!" she screamed and threw her arms around him who graciously returned the favour. Franklin had brown waves that he had given Alicia. He still had the belly he always had but it was now threatening him to get bigger pants. He was the parent that gave Alicia all the love that her mother spent on Jane, Jenna, Joanne, Jackie, and Jennifer.

"You look like an angel, Allie!" he exclaimed after giving her a once over, "Don't you agree Jasmine?" He directed the question at his wife.

"I suppose she looks… nice. Jane looked much better in a wedding dress though," her mother commented giving her a critical look. The clones agreed with their mother and nodded vigorously while Alicia roller her eyes at them.

"So honey, you ready for the surprise we got you?" Franklin asked and Alicia nodded. "Okay, your mother and I are going to get it. Angelina, could you please come with us?" Angelina looked surprised but walked with them out the door.

Alicia sat down again and distracted her excitement by nibbling on a carrot stick. Her sisters sat with her and Jane took a carrot stick. "Hey, carrot sticks! Jane, pass me one!" Joanne squealed.

"Get it yourself!" Jane snapped giving Joanne the evil eye. Then she turned her attention to Alicia. "So who's this guy you're marrying?" she asked.

"George Weasley, the kid who I hung out with during Hogwarts. The one you said was annoying."

Jackie spoke up. "Hey Jennifer, wasn't that the guy you said would be good in bed?"

"I did not!" Jennifer denied but was smiling.

"You so did!" shot Jenna.

"You were the one who said he was cute!" Joanne shouted.

"Ewwww… that's so gross!" Jackie joked

The four sisters all laughed while agreeing how gross it was that they all had a brief crush on George. Finally, Jane got annoyed. "Shut up! Can't you tell you're talking about our sister's fiancée? You guys can be so inconsiderate sometimes!" Jane snapped. Since she was the oldest Jane always had a kind of control over the rest of the girls. Even Alicia sometimes reluctantly followed her orders.

The rest of the girls immediately fell silent and pouted at being insulted by their older sister. Alicia didn't care for what Jane had to say next, for whenever any of her sisters were nice to her there was catch. The last time Jane had been nice to her was when she needed to borrow money for her wedding but was too embarrassed to go to mom and dad. Alicia had eventually given in and Jane had never returned the money even a year later.

To avoid talking to her sisters any further she got up and went to her room. She sat down on her bed savoring the silence when she heard a high-pitched scream. She was finally brought back to reality and was reminded of her surprise. Wondering what it was she realized the scream could have only come from one person, Angelina. Her parents must know that dragging Angelina's corpse upstairs would be a horrible surprise, didn't they?

"Alicia! Alicia! Open the damn door!" Angelina screamed as she pounded the door.

"Actually I'm too lazy to get up so I'll just wait for you to knock it down," Alicia said knowing how to get Angelina worked up.

"Allohamora!" Angelina said pointing her wand to the door. Alicia heard the lock click and the door's impact on the wall. "Get your ass outside, right now!" Angelina demanded pointing her wand at Alicia.

Alicia tried not to look too eager as she stepped outside. The next thing she knew there was a scream and her vision was blocked with shoulder-length blond hair. At first she thought it was one of her sisters but as the stranger pulled away she revealed that she was quite short. In a short instance Alicia realized who it was. "KATIE!" she blasted throughout the apartment, "And Lee!" He was standing so quietly behind Katie Alicia hadn't even realized he was there. She threw her arms around him as well. "What are you guys doing here?" she asked calming down a bit.

"We're here for your wedding silly!" Katie giggled.

"But when I sent you your invitation you said you couldn't come," Alicia said.

Lee explained, "Well we thought if we came and saw all of you we couldn't leave again."

"Yeah, and we just loved our little hospital."

"What made you change your mind?" Alicia asked.

"Well after serious begging from your parents," Katie winked at Franklin, "We've decided to stay here permanently!" Alicia jumped up from her chair and hugged both Lee and Katie while still jumping. She couldn't believe it. All her dreams were coming true in one day.

It was Alicia's mother who broke their celebration. "Alicia, if we don't leave now we're going to be late and a lady is never late. Then again I wouldn't expect you to act ladylike," her mother said.

Alicia ignored her mother's comment which she had trained her ears to do over the years. She smiled at her friends while she walked in to the fireplace with a handful of floo powder. Picking up her dress so it wouldn't get dirty, she said very clearly, "HOGWARTS!"

The location was probably the best choice she had ever made. She had never visited the school in the summer but like she expected, it was beautiful. She figured there was no better place than the place where she and George had met and where their friendship had blossomed. The ceremony was to be held in the garden where she had enjoyed strolling during her years as a student. Another great thing about the gardens was that from where she would say her vows there was a beautiful view of the Quidditch court, probably the happiest place of her life. The reception would later be held in the Great Hall. They had even duplicated Dumbledore's chair for her and George to sit on.

The ceremony was to begin soon. She walked down the long hallways and savored every breath of the beautiful building. Reaching the gardens she hid behind a pillar not wanting to be seen by some of the early guests. Everybody was supposed to be surprised by her appearance when she walked down the aisle. It was beautiful though, everything white and covered in yellow and pink roses.

"Alicia, you stop leaning on that pillar or you will get your dress dirty!" came a strict voice from behind her. She turned around to see Angelina strutting towards her. Taking Alicia's arm once again she yanked her towards a place she could sit and be comfortable before the ceremony.

"How's the garden looking?" Katie asked as they approached the Gryffindor common room.

"It's marvelous, darling," Alicia mocked in the fake sophisticated accent her mother always bore when talking to someone important.

Alicia started laughing but Katie just stared with her eyes open. Angelina had her hand over her mouth and was snickering though. "Jeez Katie, at least Angelina knows how to laugh at my jokes 'bout my mother," Alicia joked while Angelina pointed behind her.

Behind Alicia stood Jasmine Spinnet, staring at her with her arms crossed and a look that could kill. "I came around the corner thinking I heard my little, mislead Alicia finally listening to her mother and using that beautiful accent I had taught you. It turns out though that she was just making a joke like everything else she does," her mother said while squinting eyes to look menacing. "You know I blame your father for this. Always taking you outside for that wretched football game you two always played. I don't know where I went wrong with you." With that, Jasmine stalked off.

"Wow, that was harsh," Katie said breathing a sigh of relief. As they walked off back to the Gryffindor door common room she recalled a fond memory with her father when she was eight years old.

Flashback

Little Alicia walked with her father to the backyard for their weekly soccer/football game. Alicia won every single game they had ever played but didn't realize at the time her father let her win. When they got to the field Alicia swiped the ball from her father's hand and kicked it towards his goal. The game was in motion.

After two hours of non-stop playing, her father had offered to go inside to get some lemonade and cool off. When he returned with two glasses she quickly took one and drank half the glass in one swig. Her father drank some too which was followed by awkward silence. Alicia hated the silence so she asked a question that had been on her mind the whole week. "Daddy, why do you love mommy?"

Her father chuckled at his little girl's innocent question. "Why do you ask, Allie?"

"Well, mommy's always yelling at you about how I'm not a lady and how you're such a slob. Don't you get angry at her like I do?"

"Of course I get angry at her but our love never fails. I'll explain this to you when you're older."

Alicia silently fumed. She hated that line even more than when her mother would replace her soccer ball with a doll. "No! Explain it to me now!" she demanded.

Her dad chuckled again at how stubborn she was, probably the only thing she had inherited from her mother. "Okay, well it starts with when I met your mother. Back then I was stupid and poor and the only way for me to make a living without an education was to start a business. I'll tell you, I hated it. There were too many decisions to make without knowing the consequences. I hated thinking about what I had to do.

Then I went to watch my friend's girlfriend in the Ms. England Witch pageant and I saw your mother. She was younger of course, but so beautiful that I had to ask her out. So I went to the party after the competition and she accepted to go to dinner with me. After she had learned more about my life and we dated more she took control of my company and turned it into the best robe store chain ever. All I had to do was follow her orders, not thinking or deciding. I fell in love with her leadership skills that still awe me. So now no matter how much she yells at me or demands for me to do something, I know she knows what she's doing and it will all work out with her in charge. I love her because she works out my life asking for nothing in return."

"I still don't get it," a still confused Alicia said.

"I didn't expect you to. Just remember, love is a trade of acceptance, talents, and affection. In my case your mother gave me more of her talents than I could offer her so I am forever lucky. She saved me and I am forever in her debt." Alicia was obviously at a loss of words so she just nodded. "C'mon, I've bored you enough. Let's play ball."

End Flashback

She may not have understood her father's immortal words back then but she certainly did now. Unlike her father's relationship though her trade with George was equal and was happy he was satisfied with just that.

They had reached the Gryffindor common room where she was to stay and do some finishing touches before the wedding would start. Alicia told the fat lady the password, the best wedding ever, and they entered the room where they had their best, worst, and scariest memories ever. "I can't believe it's been almost ten years since we've been in this room. It seems like just yesterday that we had just met each other in our dorm." Angelina said.

"Is it just me or can I still smell the perfume that we had sprayed on for the Yule ball?" Katie asked breathing deeply.

"I can still hear the clanking of our high heels for graduation," Alicia added. She then walked towards the stairs and tapped her foot hard against one step. "They sounded something like that," she informed them in a dazed voice.

All of a sudden Katie whimpered and began to have tears stream out. "It's a good thing I don't have any make-up on yet," she said and continued crying. She wiped her eyes with her hand plopped down on the couch. "I miss the old days," they heard her mumble.

"You miss the old days? Katie, how about the new days! I'm getting married for heaven's sake! To tell you the truth, I'd rather be spending my new life with George than be back here in Hogwarts."

"Yeah Katie," Angelina agreed taking out a handkerchief from her purse and handing it to Katie. "Besides, you're going to make me cry and that will defiantly get Alicia going. Then guess what? I'll have to re-do both mine and Alicia's make-up and the ceremony's starting any minute now. So you better quit your blubbering."

Katie silenced her whimpers in hope that would stop the tears as well. Alicia took Katie's hand gently pulled her off the couch. "You're a big girl now and you don't need mommy to wipe your tears anymore. Let's go upstairs to our old dorm and get you ready for my wedding. It doesn't matter if you have puffy eyes though, we'll just say you started crying too early."

The dorm was the same way they had left it all those years ago. Katie flopped down on her bed at the back near the wall. Angelina copied Katie's movements and gently laid down on her old bed while Alicia sat on hers. "Our beds feel the exact same," Katie said waving her arms and legs so she looked like she was making a snow angel on the white sheets. Angelina sat up on her bed near the door as did Alicia whose bed was across Katie's and beside the window. "And the bed beside mine was Sheila's and the bed beside Alicia's was Kay's. Remember?"

"Like it was yesterday," Angelina told them.

"Do you guys still talk to either of them?" Alicia wondered aloud.

"Who do you mean, Sheila and Kay? No, we lost touch after Sheila moved to France," Angelina replied.

"Yeah, I used to talk to Kay but then she got a job at the ministry and was in total work mode twenty four seven," Katie said.

"Same," Angelina and Alicia said in unison.

The continued talking about their forgotten roommates until Angelina put her foot down. "Time isn't going any slower people and we have to get Katie ready. So let's all shut up for a second," she said and pushed Katie in to a chair.

Angelina and Alicia stepped out first and went down the stairs to the common room. They had come ready so no preparation was needed. As they reached the bottom of the stairs Lee stepped in. "Nice password, Alicia," he said

"Lee, you're just in time!" Alicia squealed and pushed him on to the couch so he could see the staircase. "Are you ready to see the now beautiful Katie, courtesy of Angelina?"

"You mean I wasn't beautiful before?" Katie yelled from the dorm room still concealed.

"You've always been beautiful," Lee insisted while winking at Alicia and Angelina. Both girls burst in giggles.

"Lee Jordan, did you wink after you said that? Don't think I didn't hear those laughs! I'll have you know that you are lucky to have such an all-around beautiful women in both the before and after picture! I wish you could see my hand right now…."

"Damn," Lee swore. "She knows my jokes too well."

"Now I love to hear you both talk but are you ready to see your new wife?" Angelina didn't let him finish. "Katie, darling, you can come on out!"

Their attention focused on the dorm room door and out walked Katie in a lime green bridesmaid dress. Her make-up was nicely done with light blue eye shadow, mascara, and some pink lipstick that wasn't used for colour but gloss. Her curls had been straightened out but with some hairs at the side pulled back and fastened with a clip. Her shoes were silver sandals and she wore a silver chain and matching jade earrings. She stepped down quickly enough to hear Lee gasp.

"Angelina, you must have done a good job. I haven't heard Lee gasp at my appearance since our own wedding," Katie noticed.

"Honey, I have been known to perform miracles before, you are no exception," Angelina joked as all three girls sat down on the couch beside Lee. "Where'd you go anyways? You kind of ran away after we got here," she asked Lee.

"I went looking for Fred and George. You know the twins, they can't even put on their pants unless they're using it for a prank," he said as the girls laughed.

"How's George doing? Is he nervous? Is he excited?" Alicia asked.

Angelina snickered. "The most important question Alicia wants to ask is if he's hot." Katie giggled after she had said that and nodded her head in agreement. Alicia on the other hand stared at her friend and gave an almost identical look to her mother.

"I can't state my opinion on how cute George is," Lee said and watched the girls frown in disappointment, "but I can say that he isn't exactly mellow."

"You mean he's getting cold feet?"

"Hell no, what I'm saying is that he's so nervous he's freaking out. He's worried you might get cold feet though," Lee stated.

Just then a house elf walked in through the portrait door. It was Dobby, looking happier than ever and skipped his way all the way to the couch where they were all sitting. "Hello Mr. and Mrs. Jordan, Ms. Johnson, and Ms. Spinnet who I must say a big congratulation to. Anyways, Dobby has been sent here to inform you all that the ceremony is to start soon and we need all of you downstairs. If you could all follow me to the garden that would be great," Dobby instructed. All four of them got up and they walked outside, Alicia's legs were trembling the whole way to the garden.

Downstairs, the girls were told to wait with Alicia's father until the music started. When it did Dobby gave a hand gesture to a woman with two girls. The woman gave the girls a push and they pursued their jobs as flower girls. Afterwards, Dobby gave a gentle push to Angelina and then Katie to go out with their escorts Fred and Lee.

As Lee and Katie walked down the aisle Franklin bent down and whispered in to Alicia's ear, "You nervous, honey?"

"I could be worse," she replied as they started walking out. She flashed all her guests her wonderful, natural smile, not the fake, I'm-so-beautiful one all her sisters wore. She looked out to the side closest to her and saw Cho wipe her eyes as she walked past. She also saw Oliver Wood who winked, Ron and Hermione who gave her thumbs up, Harry and Luna, and Bill and Fleur. Ginny was also there and grinning with her date, Neville. At the front Alicia saw her mother and a face as though it had been carved out of stone. Her sisters sat close giving her all identical smiles.

Finally, it was time to let go of her father's arm, the arm that was her lifeline throughout her childhood. She looked up and saw George smiling when she realized it. She was no longer a child; she had grown up and had fallen in love. The arm she hung on to would no longer be her lifeline but the arm of the man in front of her would be. There would no longer be childish dating games with random people nor one night stands. She would no longer be dependent on her father but in a co-dependent relationship with George and her friends. Franklin then kissed her on the forehead and without even time to say good-bye her lifeline was gone.

At first she thought she was going to stumble without her father, like an enfant learning to walk without support. Thankfully she regained her balance quickly and walked calmly towards George who took her hand in his. She immediately felt safe as did George.

After the opening statements were said it was time for them to exchange vows. They were both fully prepared with vows written months ahead. It was Alicia's turn first. She read from the piece of parchment that she had written her vows on, "A wise man once told me, love is a trade of acceptance, talents, and affection. I think in that department I got a little lucky. You've accepted me from the very start, giving me friendship every time it could possibly offered. You were even a friend when I treated you badly. Now you are more than my friend because you accept me for who I am more than anyone else. You also have more talent than possibly anyone I know. Your talent can offer me so many things yet I have so little to return. The last component is affection. A hug from you has more affection than possibly a hundred from Fred. That makes me feel special because all that affection is for me, for the rest of my life. Your unselfishness makes me feel so lucky, that even though I can't offer you everything you still chose me. I'm so lucky that you chose me to be the happiest woman in the world. I just have to say thank you for the great future you promised me. All I can promise you is that my life and love is forever yours and always will be and hopefully that will repay you."

George had his month gaping open in awe but quickly closed in fear of the tears falling in to it. He wiped his eyes with his hand and cleared his throat. Alicia looked at him with glossy eyes. She was smiling as if hoping her vows were good enough, hoping that description did their love justice.

"Here are your notes," Fred said handing him the piece of paper with the vows he had written. George looked at the smiling, expectant face of Alicia. He shook his head and pushed the piece of parchment back towards his brother. That smile was the inspiration he would ever need.

"When we met in Hogwarts I honestly didn't think much of you. Then we were sitting in the great hall and Fred made me laugh so hard I had pumpkin juice come out of my nose which made everyone laugh. That's when I saw it, your smile. I had a crush on you because of that and what was a little boy's crush turned in to undying love as we became closer still. Now, I have fallen in love with more than just your smile but your laugh, your eyes, and your charming personality. When the love of all these things add up we get something stronger than steel, stronger than any magic. I promise you that because of that love I promise to protect you, to cherish you, and to appreciate you. I promise nothing will hurt you because this love bonds us together. You have given me you life and love and I will give you mine, for you are my other half." George breathed a sigh of relief knowing that he didn't have to think up anymore.

Alicia felt tears some up and that wonderful lump in her throat once again. That was so beautiful; she smiled and felt herself fall in love all over again. She knew this was right, she couldn't imagine it being wrong. She held back a tear and looked at Angelina for help. All she did was mouth, "Don't cry."

"Alicia Rochelle Spinnet, do you take George to be your lawfully wedded husband?" the reverend asked.

Alicia smiled knowing there would never be an easier question. "I do. I really, really do," she said adding the last part on to make it clear. To make it clear that she loved George Weasley and to make it clear she was marrying him.

"George Joseph Weasley, do you take Alicia to be lawfully wedded wife?" he asked turning to George.

"I do, very, very much," he said smiling at Alicia.

The reverend smiled at the two couple and said with finality, "I know pronounce you man and wife," the turning to George, "You may now kiss the bride."

As George came closer, Alicia threw her arms around his neck and their lips met. They kissed for awhile binding their lives together forever, neither of them wanting to pull away. Finally, George put an arm around her waist and bent her backwards. They kissed for a couple seconds after while the crowd cheered but they finally let go. Alicia straightened up and they ran back from where they came from.

The great hall made the most beautiful reception ever. There was a place to dance and the rest of the room was littered with tables for the guests. Alicia had tried to copy the design from the Yule Ball.

"Alicia honey that was a beautiful ceremony, most romantic one I've ever seen!" Mrs. Weasley cooed from behind her. Alicia turned around and gave the older women a great big hug. George followed his wife and gave his mother a hug as well.

"I'm so glad you liked it, it took a hell lot of time and money to make happen though," Alicia joked.

The three laughed a bit at Alicia's joke but then George came up with a great idea. "Mom, you must find dad and meet Alicia's parents. Quite delightful people they are," he lied. Alicia flinched at the memory of George meeting her parents. Her dad loved him but her mother thought he was dumber than dirt. Surely her mother would act no different towards George parents.

"Where is Arthur anyways?" Alicia asked getting comfortable with calling her parents-in-law by their first names.

"He went to get us some drinks. I'll go find him before I go meet your parents. I'll be off now, you two should go greet people anyways," Mrs. Weasley advised and then left.

"Hey George, I'm going to go find Angelina and Katie. You know, we'll cover more ground greeting people if we split up," Alicia suggested.

"Yeah, I've got to find Lee and Fred."

"Okay, see you. I love you."

"I'd be surprised if you didn't, everyone loves the almighty George," he said confidently and then left.

Alicia went across the hall and found her tow bridesmaids in the first place she looked, the bar. They were giggling at something incredibly funny while slurping away at glasses of champagne. The two didn't even notice Alicia was beside them until she took away their glasses and left them slurping at thin air.

"Are you two drunk already? It usually takes you about an hour to get drunk at weddings," Alicia said.

"Yes we are honey dear," Angelina said throwing an arm around Alicia for support.

"We're drunk with happiness!" Katie finished all with her usually bubbly personality.

Alicia laughed and felt left out that she hadn't had a drink yet. "Waiter!" she called to a nearby waiter handing out champagne. She took three glasses for her and her friends. Alicia raised her glass, "Here's a toast to our ever evolving friendship. No matter what happens, we'll always be friends."

"Your not drunk enough, you're still using words like evolving," Katie giggled.

"Shut up so we can bang our glasses together," Alicia said and they gingerly hit each other's glasses with their own. Katie and Alicia sipped at their champagne while Angelina drank it all in one gulp.

"What? I can't have fun at my best friend's wedding? I haven't drunk this much since Katie's!" Angelina protested.

The three girls went around holding their champagne while saying hurried hellos to guests they were supposed to be greeting properly. They cared very little though for it was Alicia's wedding day and they were just there to celebrate. Drinking was just their way of celebrating. Anyhow, the night passed by in a hurried blur for the girls and their husband or fiancées. It was a night full off celebrating, dancing, laughing, and drinking.

"Where are you taking me?" George asked. It was two weeks after their wedding and they had just arrived home from their honeymoon yesterday.

"It's a late wedding present. He said he would have it ready for us by the time we came back home. Just follow me!" She started running down the street while George followed which reminded her of their first date.

They ran all the way to the end of the road where Alicia's apartment was. It was different though because

Mr. Anmark had moved out and moved in with Thomas. The building which Alicia had called home for so long now looked empty and forsaken since the usually buzzing store was empty. It seemed a lot older than it did when the store was still open.

"Oh yeah, Mr. Anmark sold the store but he said the owner would let us live here still. Anyways, what's the surprise? Please tell me you didn't make run home for nothing," George pleaded trying to catch his breath.

"First you have to go in," Alicia said taking a key out of her pocket. She opened the store door and let George in first.

"It seems so much bigger without all of Mr. Anmark's crap."

"Look around, you should see your present," Alicia said.

"Alicia honey, there's nothing in here."

"Oh my goodness George," Alicia said as she laughed at her husband.

"Seriously, there's nothing in here but an empty store!"

"Don't you get it?"

George looked at her with a puzzled expression. "If you're trying to make me feel stupid you're doing a hell of a good job."

"No silly, I bought you the store. I bought you and Fred a new joke shop!" Alicia yelled out.

George stared at her in utter amazement. He could hardly even speak out the words thank you. It was so unexpected, it was so long ago, and the long forgotten joke shop that burned down. He missed the place, but he had never imagined it ever becoming a reality again.

"I thought this would be a good place to start and make a decent living for our family," Alicia informed breaking the silence. "I was worried about out apartment being too small for a family."

"It doesn't matter," he said speaking for the first time in what seemed like eternity. He went up to Alicia, pulled her close and then kissed her while she threw her arms around him. After a couple of seconds he pulled away long enough to say, "I love you so much. I know we'll live happily ever after."

Hey everybody! I know what your going to say, corny ending right? I really think it's not that bad but I really wanted to get this out because I haven't update for so damn long. While writing this I was thinking about writing an epilogue which I might but don't be holding your breath for it. Even if one does come out it's only going to be about two pages.

Now for some information about my second story, I currently have a great plot but it's still developing in my brain. I'll try to make it longer than this one and I promise it to be more exciting. I'll probably start writing after school's out cause there just isn't enough time to balance school and fan fiction. If you want a synopsis on my second story read my profile.

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