AN: HI GUYS! Did you really think that I would leave you with a cliff hanger for long? I know I did! But I found that writing a cliffy is just like reading one! It's just so Freakin' frustrating!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry potter. If I did, Percy would be my sex slave. Oops! Did I say (type?) that out loud?
Ginny closed her eyes and swallowed. "Everything's gonna be alright. Everything's gonna be alright." Harry whispered, and Ginny nodded quickly. She was in the most pain she had ever experienced. Harry ran his hands through his hair.
"God damn it! What the hell do I do?" He shouted.
Ginny screwed up her face in pain. "Harry, maybe… the hospital wing?" She gasped, and Harry went crimson with embarrassment. He conjured a stretcher, and together they made their way down the hall.
Ginny looked up at Harry as she floated along below him.
"Everything's gonna be alright." He said, and Ginny hoped he was right. She bit her lip so hard that it bled as another wave of pain washed over her, worse than the last. She looked up again, feeling horrible.
"This better be worth it." She whispered, and fainted.
"Mommy… Wake up Mommy…"
Ginny's eyes snapped open. She was in the hospital wing, the space around her growing lighter as the sun came up. In Harry's arms was a beautiful baby boy, bundled up in a fuzzy blue blanket.
"You did wonderful, Ginny." Madame Pomfrey said, who was holding an identical baby in her arms. Ginny gasped, and tears fell down her cheeks. This baby was bundled in pink.
"But, the tests! They said they were two boys!" She said, pointing at the baby girl.
"Everyone makes mistakes. It may have been a shadow, or her foot for all we know. But the proof is evident."
Ginny smiled widely, then took the pink and blue bundles. "What do we name them? James Sirius or Harry Ronald? And what about her!"
"How about James Ronald Potter. And you should decide on the girl's name." Harry said, as he climbed into the bed with her. He took James into his arms, and smiled at the tiny, sleeping baby. He had tons of Red hair, already sticking out at odd angles. Harry wondered what color his eyes were.
"How about Molly Lily Hermione Luna Potter."
"I love it, but isn't it a bit long?"
"Maybe… but I didn't want anyone to have hurt feelings."
"How about you choose your favorite names out of the list, and announce that you were going to name her Molly Lily Hermione Luna Potter, but it wouldn't fit on the birth certificate."
"Alright! Let's see…. I like Luna Hermione Potter. My mum will understand."
"Perfect. Would you like to hold James?" He asked, and (somehow) they managed to switch babies.
Luna was a thing of beauty. She had also skipped the black hair gene, and was almost bald, except for a few red curls that came out of the top of her head. Harry wondered if she would look like her mother, or his.
"I love you Ginny." he whispered, and Ginny smiled as she lay back on her pillows. She was still tired. Harry made to pick up James and she shook her head.
"Leave them here." She whispered, and Harry lay baby Luna down next her mother. Soon, Ginny was asleep.
"Sleep, Ginny, because you won't be getting much soon." Madame Pomfrey whispered with a wink to Harry. "You should too."
Ron stared at the crumpled letter in his hands. It couldn't be true! It couldn't! Draco needed him!
"MASTER WEAZY! MASTER WEAZY! YOUR ROBSES ARE ON FIRE!" screamed a high pitched voice from across the room. Ron looked up to find Dobby wide eyed with fear.
He looked down at his robes, and screamed. A lot of time had passed since the last chappie, and the small flame was no longer a thing of innocence. As a matter of fact, only a fool couldn't have noticed the flames burning along the hem of his robes. He stomped about on the floor, not aided by the fact that he was wearing socks and that his robes were several inches too short.
"Dobby! Go fetch some water!"
"No time, Master Weazy! YOU ARE MASTER HARRY'S FRIEND, AND DOBBY OWES HIM HIS LIFE!" The house elf ran and dove onto Ron's leg. He hit it and punched it and waved his fists about, until only an odd stench of burning flesh lingered in the air.
"Dobby... You saved my life... How can I thank you?" Ron asked, mentally reminding himself to pick up some socks the next time he visited a store.
"Oh 'twas nothing Master Weazy... After all, you are the butter on the toast of a fatty man." He giggled and swayed on the spot. "I like your tie Master Freezy... It's very... macaroon..." And he feinted onto "Master Freezy's" bed.
"We are gathered here today to celebrate the joining of these Hermione Granger and Percy Weasley." Dumbledore said, his voice echoing around in the chapel. Percy smiled at the beauty, Hermione, next to him.
She was a vision in white spaghetti-strap robes, all covered with diamonds in designs of flowers and a matching tiara perched on her head. Hermione's long, brown hair was held up in a bun at the back of her head, and glitter dotted her eye creases. She smiled back at him, and realized for the millionth time that weddings were more for the bride than the groom as she stared at his profile.
Black dress robes were stunning on him, pulling him together. He had finally abandoned the horn rimmed glasses and gotten contacts, so that everyone could see his enormous eyes, and not what was covering them. He looked handsome and sexy, and Hermione was pleased.
"Who has the rings?" He asked, and Ginny stepped forward in her heliotrope sleeveless robes (belly-free once more) with Hermione's engagement ring. Harry came forward with Percy's white-gold band, in his black dress robes. Dumbledore took them with a smile, and held up Hermione's ring.
"A ring is the symbol of marriage for many reasons. Not only does it bond two people together, it is a circuit. The love of these two people is as never ending as this ring." Many people blew their noses into their handkerchiefs, and Molly could be heard wailing into her husband's arm in the first row.
"Your vows, Percy?"
Percy nodded once and took a deep breath. "Hermione, I have loved you since the day I saw you, the way you held yourself… The way you smiled. I thought the angels sent you here to help us. Now I understand that I was wrong."
Everyone gasped, and Hermione's smile fell. "Hermione is my angel. I will love her until the end of time, and beyond." He smiled at his bride, then at Dumbledore.
Hermione looked up at Percy, and said nothing. Instead, she turned around and took something from Ginny. "I love you." She said, and held out a lily. Percy smiled a shaky a smile. Embarrassed, he covered his mouth withhis hands.
"Shall we continue?" Dumbledore asked, and Hermione nodded.
"Percy?" He nodded as well, putting his hands at his sides. "Take this ring." He said, and Percy took Hermione's ring in his hands. "Hermione, Do you take this wizard, to love and to hold, to honor and cherish, till death do you part?" He asked. Hermione nodded through her tears.
"I do." She said, and Percy slid the ring onto her finger. He kissed her hand before releasing it. Dumbledore handed her Percy's ring, and she fingered it eagerly.
"And do you, Percy, take this witch, to love and to hold, to honor and cherish, till death do you part?"
"I do." He said, and she slid the ring on his finger, smiling.
"If any of you nutters out there object, speak now or forever hold your peace." There was silence except for the blowing of noses and a few laughs.
"You may now kiss the bride." Percy bent down and kissed her passionately, and Hermione kissed back, tongue and all.
"I now announce you man and wife."
Hermione pulled back, grinning, and Percy grabbed her hand, together the rushed down the isle as bubbles magically floated past them.
"I loved your vow, Hermione." Harry said as he caught up, and she laughed. He held baby Luna in his arms, and held her out to her godmother. She smiled at the adorable yellow sundress and picked up the curly red head.
"Come here, Harry! Quick!" Ginny shouted. "James is sitting up by himself!" Harry grinned, and grabbed the seven month old baby girl.
Hermione looked up at Percy, "When can we go to China and pick up our baby girl?" She asked.
"Girl? And when did we decide on China?" He asked teasingly.
"Right now. But we can get a boy from India after we've gotten our princess!"
"Alright, sweet pea. It can be our honeymoon! We'll travel the world for wizard children just as soon as we've got all of our wedding presents sorted out. And once we finalize a time for you to get to work."
"You mean I got the job!"
"Yup! As the minister's personal assistant, I have a pretty high authority voice at the ministry."
"I love you Perce."
"I should hope so, seeing as we're married now, Mrs. Weasley."
"I've never been so proud to have an awful name."
"Not even when Ginny named their baby girl after you?"
"Well… then too."
Percy laughed, and picked up his bride. He kissed her again, and pulled back laughing. "I still can't believe that I'll be able to do that everyday for the rest of my life."
"Me either Percy. Me either."
AN: Yay! I finally wrote out the birth! And the wedding! Just so ya' know, that was the climactic chappie, so I have one or two more to go, then I'll decide if I want to write a sequel! Yay for climaxes! WOOHOOOOO! I need some sugar. Do we have any ice cream? Yup! I'll just let my mommy go get it for me!...ICECREAM! I LOVE YOU ICECREAM! AND REVIEWERS TOO!