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Church Day
Ginny's P.O.V
I was looking in the catalogue, and I stopped on the page with my dream dress.
'Mum I have to have that dress, it is absolutely beautiful.'
'Ginny, all I am gong to say is two words. Fashion victim.'
'Oh shut up mum, oh this one is really nice as well!'
I had been looking for my dream wedding dress for months, and it had got to the stage where I was going to have to buy a tent I was getting that big.
'You no Ginny, I was thinking, a white bin bag would really suit. I think it may even hide that oh so attractive ten ton of baby bump you have got going there!'
Oh you not Ron, the sooner you propose to Hermione and proclaim your undying love, the better off well all be.'
He sat down next to me, with his ears slowly turning beetroot, and was taking an odd level of interest in the magazine I was looking in.
'Ron, Hermione is upstairs if you were wondering.'
Oh right, well I'll see you all later then shall I.'
Before we could answer, he ran up the spiral staircase towards Hermione's room, and I could hear him pass Harry on the way down. He came into the living room, and sat down besides me on the trusty couch. He secretly placed his hand in between my thighs, which I deftly covered with my magazine.
'So angel, what are you looking at now. I could feel my wallet getting lighter from upstairs.'
I looked up at him ready with a comeback, but he gave me one of his grins and I instantly gave in.
Jesus though Ginny this bump is getting huge, he has to be a Quidditch player when he grows up that's all I'm going to say!'
'Excuse me, Mr Potter; it's a he now is it?'
I smiled me mega watt smile at him, and we sat there all night discussing our future baby. Oh and of course, we eventually got round to discussing our wedding. Kind of.
Harry's P.O.V
I was standing at the front of church with Ron, who had decided this was the time to start worrying about asking Hermione to marry him.
'I mean, yeah she told me loves me and everything, but she could just be lying. Oh Harry, I don't think you realise how stressful proposing is.'
I looked around at him, and I nearly laughed my head totally off. I was standing there, in a bloody tux for god's sake, and he was complaining about proposing.
The music had started with out me even noticing, and I heard the huge oak doors of the church crashing open. Then I saw her, and I nearly fainted there and then. She was absolutely beautiful, and she even seemed to be floating up the aisle. Hermione was walking behind her in some peach thing, but to be honest I can not really remember, all I can remember is my angel. I could see my baby as well, but I have to admit I was not even thinking about that. All I could see was a perfect moon like skin, her auburn locks, and her singing heart showing through.
She finally got up to the alter, and grabbed my hands for help standing up more than anything.
'Are you okay Gin?'
'Yeah I'm ok, considering I've got what must be the heaviest baby hitching a ride in me as we speak'
I just looked at her, and I could not help smiling like an idiot, just thinking of what all this would mean. I was going to be with the woman I loved, have a child and hopefully more and I could have this with no guilt. Voldermort was gone, and now I could finally enjoy my life.
Ginny's P.O.V
The ceremony was just so beautiful, even though the only thing I can remember was watching Harry smiling and feeling my baby kicking all the way through it.
After the ceremony, we went outside for the photographs, and for what seemed an eternity I just could not help watching my husband. I was just so lucky, and he seemed so happy as well. My baby hiccupped in agreement.
Then, as we were walking towards the taxi which was going to take us to the airport and onwards to two whole weeks alone with Harry, Ron and Hermione stood in front of the church doors both with determined looks on their faces.
'Everyone, Ron and I have something to say.'
Everyone from the wedding instantly turned around, and began to whisper about what they were going to say.
'Well as you all know, me and Hermione have been together for a while now and we really love each other. Well…basically….well….'
'What Ron is trying to say is, well we are going to get married!'
All of our families erupted in congratulations, and as Ron and Hermione were drowned in clapping and hugs, Harry and I escaped to our taxi unnoticed.
'Now that was a turn up for the books!'
'Not really if I'm honest. They have been mad about each other for years. Longer than we have.'
Harry just smiled at me, and we hugged and talked about our day as the taxi drove us to the sun.
