CHAPTER 18

I opened my eyes to find myself staring at the very familiar, but very blurry, ceiling of the Hospital Wing. I sat up and found my glasses on the bedside table, making everything clear again. Though, when I remembered what had brought me here I got out of bed.

I guess Amy had been sleeping because she sat up with a start, "Harry, where are you going?"

"To kill McLaggen," I said gruffly, but she just laughed.

"Well, you'll have to get in line behind me and probably the rest of the team. He's just lucky we won. Otherwise he wouldn't have lasted this long."

I laughed as I walked over to her and kissed her, long and passionately.

"Aha, Mr. Potter, you're up. Now, if you can return to your bed I'd like to examine that nose of yours before I dismiss you so that you can go about your holiday in peace," Madam Pomfrey walked in from her office.

I saw Amy turn red, but I didn't turn red myself as I sat back on the hospital bed. She very quickly checked my nose and sent me on my way.

"Well, let's go get our trunk's so we can go, Mr. Potter," Amy giggled, pulling me down the hallway. I could tell she was keeping a secret by the way she was practically skipping.

"You know something I don't, what is it?" I asked, pulling her close to me as I stopped walking.

She just grinned as I stared into her eyes.

He was indeed right, I did know something he didn't, "I guess I can tell you," I said as I held my gaze into his eyes, "Well, Dumbledore's gonna perform our marriage ceremony tomorrow."

He looked utterly shocked, "And you decided this without telling me?" he demanded, though I knew he was not mad.

"Well yes, you were knocked out for a few days and I expressed to Dumbledore my longing to finally marry you and he said he would do it tomorrow. Do you not want me to be Mrs. Harry Potter? Hmmm?" I accused.

He answered by pulling me into a kiss. I finally broke away breathlessly, "Does that answer your question?" he asked.

I nodded before pulling him down the hall again. I was anxious to get to Grimmauld place. "It will take place at the Burrow though. I'm kind of upset about being pregnant, but..." I added, my voice full of disappointment in that, but full of happiness at everything else.

"You'll look great in anything," he said picking me up and twirling me. I beamed at him as he kissed me again and I never stopped beaming for the rest of the night.

I awoke the next morning having only great dreams, but Harry on the other hand wasn't so lucky. I saw him sitting with his hands covering his eyes on the foot of the bed. I quietly crept over to him and kissed his ear, "What's wrong?" I asked, taking care to breathe in his ear.

"Oh, nothing, just had another nightmare," he explained.

"I'm sorry," I whispered, barely taking my lips away from his ear, "You're not having doubts are you, because we're getting married, whether I have to force you or not." I said, only half joking.

"No, I'm just worried for you," he said turning and kissing me finally.

"Don't be, now get up, we got stuff to do, you know, like get married," when I said that I finally got the first smile out of him all morning, "There we go, that's more like it."

We changed out of our pajamas and Apparated to the Burrow. I was suprised that I was still allowed to, but the privelage was going to be taken away in a few months.

We found everyone in the kitchen decorating the house. The actual ceremony was to be held in the backyard and I was about to go see what the backyard looked like when Ginny pulled me up the stairs to her bedroom to get changed.

'Amy, where'd you go?' I heard Harry ask.

'I went to change, and you'd better be doing the same thing,' I replied as Ginny sat me down in front of her mirror.

"Okay, now do you have anything in particular you want to do with your hair?" she asked me.

I told her and, though I had assured them I could do it myself, she Hermione, Luna and even Fluer went around doing my hair and make-up. Though when it was done, I must admit, I could have done it no better.

Then they had me slip out of my muggle clothes and into the dress that I had picked out only days before. Just as I was putting the dress on I heard the door to the room open once more and Isabella's voice.

"I got them," she said as she came in and I turned and ran to her.

"Oh Issa," I said hugging her then my mind turned to what she said, "Got what?"

"Well, you know the old Muggle wedding tradition of 'something old, something new, something borrowed and something blue'?" she asked.

"Yeah and...?"

"Well, I have your something's new, borrowed and blue, I trusted that Mrs. Weasley does have the something old?" she asked looking over my shoulder to Ginny, who replied with a yes.

"Well, here is the something new, your shoes," she said handing them to me and I put them on, "The something borrowed, my earrings, I want these back," she said as she handed me my favorite pair of her white-silver dangly earrings. I put those on, finding it suprisingly easy, even though I didn't have a mirror handy. "Mrs. Weasley has your something borrowed. Here is your something blue," she said, taking my glasses and handing me new ones with a blue frame. I put them on and was suprised that they were a perfect match for my imperfect eyesight.

I was turning to look in the mirror at my reflection, but the door to the room opened once more and several people filed out, because the room was getting far to crowded, and Mrs. Weasley came in, carrying a box. She looked to the remaining Ginny and Isabella and they both left, leaving me alone with Mrs. Weasley.

"You look lovely," she said with tears forming in her eyes. I thanked her and she continued, "Well, this has been a part of the Weasley family for generations, but I want you to wear it also, because Harry is a part of our family and so are you," she said as she opened the box and gingerly lifted the tiara that was inside, "It's goblin-made and one of the few precious antiques our family has, will you wear it?" I nodded as the first of many tears started forming in my eyes. She reached up and placed it in my hair.

I was looking at myself in the mirror when Ginny poked her head in, "You're needed in five minutes Amy," she said. I nodded as Mrs. Weasley left, to be replaced by Isabella and Hermione, my bridesmaids, both wearing matching robes. "Hey Ginny," I called as she was leaving and she came back in. "Would you like to be my third bridesmaid? I'm sure no one would mind."

She beamed as she replied 'sure' and walked in, "But what about my robes, they aren't the right color."

"I can fix that," Hermione said as she muttered a spell and Ginny's robes turned the periwinkle blue that Hermione's and Isabella's were. I was suprised that Isabella was actually wearing robes.

"Actually your mum has a request of you, Amy," Isabella said.

"What?" I asked.

"She wants you to let Snape give you away," Ginny answered.

I turned, I hadn't even thought about who was going to give me away. I thought about it for a moment before finally deciding that if it was going to make my mum happy then I would do it. I nodded finally and they opened the door to let Snape in.

The bridesmaids filed out first and I took Snapes arm before we walked down the stairs.

I watched as the bridesmaids, Isabella, Hermione and, to my suprise, Ginny, filed out the back door. Then I heard the Wedding March and the door opened once more and Amy came out, on the arm of Snape. I was suprised by this, but the more thought I gave it the more sense it made, because she probably did it to make her mum happy.

I stopped thinking about Snape and thought more about my beautiful bride. She was wearing a very beautiful set of white robes. She looked almost angelic as the sun reflected off of her hair and dress and the tiara she was wearing on her head. I noticed the new set of glasses she was wearing and how they matched her very perfect looking blue eyes. I smiled as I walked closer and she was just beaming.

Snape finally stopped walking and I took her hands, holding them in my own as we stood before Dumbledore. He began talking, but I was staring to deeply into Amy's eyes to really hear what he was saying. Finally he started saying our vows as we stood, with our eyes locked, and hands together. The only reason I noticed was because he put his wand tip to our hands as he was talking.

As Amy repeated the vows she made her own in her head, 'Harry, I love you so much and all I want is for you to live happily all your life. I'll always love you and be here for you. I never want to leave you. I want to have many more of your children, and live with you forever,' she thought as the tears glistened in her eyes. I felt a beam of light wrap around our hands after I said 'I do,' and Dumbledore turned to me.

I repeated what he said in voice, but my thoughts were something else, 'Amy, since that first day on the train I knew that something big was going to happen. I love you more than life itself and I promise we will live together until we're old and gray. Most of that time we will be living in a world without Voldemort. I promise you that I will rest at nothing until he's dead and you don't have to worry about our children.'

The tears were silently streaming down her face now, but her voice was quite clear and steady as she said, "I do." A final beam of light binded our hands and as I kissed the bride they disappeared.

I knew I was beaming as I danced my first dance with my new husband. He was beaming, too, which was part of what was making me beam; I love his smile. When we finished the dance I stayed on the dance floor as another song started.

"How does it feel to be Mrs. Harry Potter?" he asked in my ear.

"Really good actually," I replied laughing as he started kissing my neck. Once it had been a couple of hours people started leaving and Mrs. Weasley shooed us out of the house, so we would have time to ourselves while the rest of the Weasley's and Hermione cleaned the house, before they all came to Grimmauld Place.

I hugged Isabella and my mum before leaving, as they were staying to help clean. Snape stayed too, but I didn't hug him, to my mum's displeasure.

"I'm glad you're happy Amy. Jake wanted very much to be here, but he was with his mum. You look beautiful and I know he makes you happy," Isabella said after I broke out of her embrace.

"Issa, give him a hug and a kiss from me. Make sure you tell him that it's okay that he wasn't here. His mum means more to him than I do. I'll probably be stopping by the house once more when school ends, to get the rest of my stuff before moving to Grimmauld Place, but I'll visit and you can come by our house any time you want. That said, I have something you can use to contact me," I said, handing her the first of a small two-way miror, "Whenever you need to see me or talk to me, and Jake can use it too, just say my name into it and I'll be there."

She smiled, "Thanks, I'll be using that."

She stepped away and my mum came and embraced me, "I love you dear, I've always wanted the best person to have my daughters' heart and I know that person is Harry. I saw that today as you two stood together staring into each others eyes," my mum said as she cried.

I nodded in response, not thinking of anything to say. "You know, Mum, you could come to my house whenever. You do know how to Apparate. I'm sure Dad does too," I added after a pause and she cried even harder.

She moved away and Hermione approached me cautiously before I walked up and hugged her, "Congratulations, I'm really glad it was you up there marrying Harry. No one else he's every dated made him that happy."

I smiled at the compliment and told her I'd see her soon before letting go to find my husband.

"So, what do you want to do Husband?" I asked, as I collapsed onto the couch in the sitting room, about ten minutes later.

"Actually," he said, "I left something at the Burrow, I'll be back soon." He got up to Apparate.

"Do you have to?" I asked, not wanting to be seperated from Harry so quickly.

"It's kind of important, I'll be back soon, I promise," he said, bending down to kiss me. He didn't give me time to protest, because as he straightened he Apparated with a pop.

I watched the clock as five minutes passed...ten minutes...finally, at 15 minutes I got up to go find him, but heard a pop in the kitchen. I called as I walked to him, but it was Hermione who appeared in the doorway, frantic.

"What is it Hermione? Where's Harry?" I asked as she tried to speak.

Finally she got her voice, "Death Eaters...Godric's Hollow...Harry," were the only things I managed to catch, but that was all I needed to hear and I concentrated all my might on Godrics Hollow and disappeared with a pop.