A/N: Anyways, yeah I dedicate this chapter to Stylin'Fire because she gave me the idea for it! Tankies oodles hun! Anyways, so yeah, read on darling dears.

Chapter 20

The Wedding, Part One

JUNE 21-12:46 P.M. - RON'S ROOM AT THE BURROW

"Ron, mate you seriously are going to have to calm down! And quit pulling your collar! You're going to rip it." Harry snapped as he fixed his tie.

"Shut up Harry, when it's fourteen-no, thirteen minutes until you get married, then we'll talk." Ron snarled back. He ran the back of his hand over his shiny forehead and sat down on the bed. Just then the door burst open.

"Jesus—!" Ron cried, flying backwards over the bed and landing in the floor on the other side of it.

"HI RON!" Fred and George yelled, identical grins on their faces. Harry laughed despite his best friend's death glares. Ron climbed back onto the bed and swung his legs over the side of it. Fred and George sat on either side of him and each draped an arm around his shoulders, suddenly looking solemn.

"So, taking the plunge, eh, baby brother?"

"Such a shame really, so young."

"Isn't he though? It's rather depressing, isn't it George?"

"That it is, Fred. Poor Hermione though."

"Yes, she has to deal with this git for the rest of her life after today."

"You know, Ron, you can still get out of this. We have our brooms with us."

"If you need a fast getaway, that is."

"It's pretty scary up there, and you may just wish you had."

"OH SHUT UP YOU TWO!" Ron bellowed, making to stand up, but the twins held a firm grip on him. Harry laughed as he sat on the chair in front of the three brothers.

"Seriously, Ronniekins," Ron rolled his eyes at Fred's remark, "if you think brains is the one, then we have no reason to protest. If you're happy, we're happy."

"Yeah. I mean, it's not like we're gonna ignore your love for each other or anything. You two deserve each other." George put in. Harry gaped at them. He'd never seen them be serious, like, ever. Just then a bright flash engulfed them, along with a loud, 'aweee!'

"That is so sweet you guys!" Ginny squealed, taking another picture. Charlie and Percy walked into the room with the four other men and Ginny.

"Are we ready?" Bill asked as he walked in, Arthur trailing behind him. All the colour drained from Ron's face as he loosened his tie a bit more.

"Uhm, is it time?" Ron squeaked.

"Close enough." Arthur winked at his youngest son. "Ginny? What're you doing? Should you even be in here?" Harry looked at his fiancée as she was addressed and his jaw nearly hit the floor. Ginny was in a tight, long black halter dress with a short, ruffled train. She was either wearing a corset or a push up bra because Harry had a nice view of cleavage.

Her hair was all bunched up on her head, curly as ever. Curly strands hung on her forehead, ears and neck, where Harry noticed the emerald necklace still lay. She was wearing the emerald earrings as well. She caught Harry's eye and smiled gently with her pouty, glossed lips before answering her father.

"Well, no, but I had to take a picture of the men congregating in here! Now come on, all of you, get together." Ginny raised the camera as the men all bustled around awkwardly trying to find places. Ginny sighed and set the camera on the dresser, moving forward to assemble them herself.

"Okay, there's eight of you so, Ron, you stand here, no, face this way a little, okay great, now Harry, you stand by him, but face him more, like at an angle, yes, there you go. Okay, now, daddy, you stand behind Ron, facing the way he is, Percy, stand behind Harry facing the way Harry is, and all of you get the idea. Ginny stepped back as they all arranged themselves. Ironically Fred and George were second to last on the end of each line.

"Perfect!" Ginny clapped her hands together then grabbed the camera. "Now, nobody move or I will punch you, okay? Good. Smile!" She waited for them to comply, then snapped the picture. "DON'T MOVE!" She bellowed and everyone froze and shuffled back into place. Ginny snapped one more picture then lowered the camera.

"Perfect! Okay I'm leaving." She hurried out of the room and shut the door, leaving them all staring after her in confusion.

"Okay then. Ron, are you ready?" Arthur laid a supportive hand on his son's shoulder. Ron nodded, having lost his voice within the past few seconds. Arthur nodded, clapped Ron on the back, then left the room, everyone trailing after him, leaving Harry and Ron alone.

"You okay, mate?" Harry inquired. Ron nodded and offered up a small smile.

"Okay. Come on, let's get you married." He put a hand on Ron's shoulder and steered him out of the room.

JUNE 21-12:20 P.M. - GINNY'S ROOM AT THE BURROW

"Oh no, oh no, we're falling behind schedule!" Hermione cried as she rushed around the room, fanning herself. She had caught sight of her watch. "The wedding is at one-o-clock and I'm not even in my dress yet!" She cried.

"It's okay, dollface, we'll make it. You're makeup and hair is done, that's all that matters for now. We'll put the dress on you when you calm down." Ginny said soothingly. She, Luna, Fleur, Vanessa, Katie, Penny and Angelina had been trying to keep Hermione calm, but not panic themselves at the same time.

"I can't be calm unless I am ready for my wedding that is in," She checked her watch, "thirty eight minutes!"

"Hermione! Zat is a beautiful vatch! Verever did you get it?" Fleur seized Hermione's wrist and examined the watch.

"Oh do you like it? I got it on sale at—no! You're trying to distract me!" Hermione plopped down on the bed and put her head in her hands. Katie winced as Hermione's fingers brushed her hair. Katie had spent the past half hour on Hermione's hair alone and would be damned if anybody, even Hermione herself, messed it up before the wedding.

"Okay, this is what we're going to do." Ginny said in a stern voice as Penny and Angelina sat on either side of Hermione and seized her hands before Katie would attack. Hermione squeezed their hands and looked up at Ginny. "We're going to have a chat." She pulled her green butterfly chair over and sat down on it. Hermione looked positively horror-struck.

"Are you joking? We haven't the time for this!"

"Chances are it will take you a grand total of fifteen minutes to get the damn dress on, so you can spare a few minutes for your best friends to talk to you." Ginny snapped. Hermione's slack jaw slowly shut as she stared at her red headed friend. "Lovely. Now. I can understand why you would be nervous. Hell, your about to be chained to my brother for life, but hey, you're tough, you can handle it." Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Anyway. My brother loves you with all of his heart, you love him with all of your heart. You've been together for a long time and have been engaged for nearly a year. There is no reason to question your commitment to him, and there is no reason for you to be freaking out this bad, except for the fact that you are Hermione. So, just have a cigarette and calm down." Hermione blinked.

"I don't smoke!" She insisted.

"Bullshit." Ginny stood up, crossed to Hermione's bag and picked up a box out of it. She brought it back over, opened it, and shoved it in Hermione's face. Hermione blushed as she saw the cigarettes positioned neatly inside.

"Well, only occasionally." She plucked a cigarette out and grabbed the shiny silver lighter. She lit it, and took a long drag off of it.

"Better?" Ginny raised an amused eyebrow.

"Much." Hermione said with a smile, engulfing them in an air of smoke. Everyone leapt away from her. "What? Ginny, you smoke so shut up!"

"No, Mione, its not that. We're all already dressed. Go on the balcony." Ginny ordered. Hermione looked at them all in their identical black dresses and sighed.

"Yes I forgot." She stood up, pulled on a robe and walked out onto the balcony.

"I swear to God if her hair smells like cigarettes when she comes back I'll kill her." Katie vowed.

SEVEN MINUTES LATER

"Dammit! Why did you all let me wander in my thoughts! You know how I get! We've only got twenty three—oh." Hermione stormed back inside to find Ginny standing with the top of her white dress in hand, and Vanessa with the bottom half, Angelina holding the train, and Katie holding the veil. Fleur had Hermione's black and white bouquet in hand. "I love you guys!" Hermione cried, stepping over to Luna who held a white corset behind a small curtain.

"Don't you though?" Ginny smirked as she heard Hermione gasp as Luna tightened the corset.

"Merlin, Luna!" Hermione cursed as Luna pulled and tugged on the corset. Hermione put a hand to her chest. Penny hurried over to help Luna as she tied the strings tightly, then pushed Hermione back out from behind the curtain. Ginny stepped forward and helped Hermione but on the strapless top of her wedding dress on. She made sure that the laced black ribbons on the back of the top covered the white strings of the corset.

Vanessa, Angelina and Ginny then helped Hermione into the bottom of the dress and made sure the extremely long black ribbons of the top came over the dress. They hung down the sleek back of the dress and bundled with the fluffy train. Hermione stood perfectly still as Katie arranged the veil in her hair. Hermione had wanted to wear her hair down until Ginny freaked out on her. They had argued for a good half hour before Ginny had gotten to the actual reason why she couldn't.

"Hermione! If you wear your hair down, everyone will freak out!"

"Why, Ginny?"

"Because in the wizarding world, if a woman wears her hair down during her wedding, she isn't innocent! If she wears it up, she is!" Ginny wailed.

"Well, that's nice to know…"

"Thank you Fleur." Hermione took the bouquet from her friend.

"Raindrops on roses." Fleur grinned.

"And girls in white dresses."

"Sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses." Ginny added. They all fell quiet, reminiscing as Vanessa helped Hermione get into her shoes. Molly bustled into the room just then and gasped.

"Oh Hermione!" She whispered. "You look absolutely stunning dear." Her eyes welled up with tears.

"Oh Molly, don't! You'll make me cry as well!"

"And if you do that, I'll cry. Do you know how long it took me to do her makeup?" Ginny demanded. Molly chuckled softly.

"Could I talk to Hermione for a moment?"

"Mum! It's 12:50! We haven't time. The guys will wonder what on earth is taking so long." Ginny wailed. Hermione and Molly each gave Ginny a look. "Fine. I'll stall." She sighed, and on impulse grabbed the camera before she left the room. She made her way to Ron's room and heard talking so she opened the door quietly. Inside Harry was sitting across from Fred and George, who each had their arm around a very nervous Ron.

Ginny managed to catch what Fred and George said to their little brother. And as they finished, they both smiled, and Ron laughed, and Harry looked on in amused disbelief. Ginny smiled at her prankster brothers' tenderness, then lifted the camera and took a picture, letting out a long 'awe' to accompany it. Plus, she never passed up the chance to bug the hell out of Fred and George, no matter what the occasion.

A/N: So? Whadda you think? I had fun writing this chapter and I got totally into it. Lol. And i know some of you will be like, HERMIONE WOULD NEVER SMOKE! but i put that in from personal experience of my extremely conservative cousin. heh. Oh and if you didn't get the whole, raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses thing, well, those are lyrics to one of my favourite songs. And the reminiscing part was just them remembering times when they would you know, dance around singing it at the top of their lungs, much like me and my friends do. In the next chapter there will be a lot of references to another favourite song of mine, and if you can figure it out, your name gets in the 22nd chapter. Lol. Anyways. Yeah so don't forget about my changing username! Much love for reviewing! Just push le button!