Chapter 22

They were married in a simple ceremony on that very spot, surrounded by those very same people, just three months later.

Sensing it would be difficult for Fred to select a best man in George's absence, Hermione suggested that, in lieu of attendants, they instead have their family and close friends stand in a circle around them.

Fred wore his best suit and Hermione chose an antique lace sheath dress. She wore her hair long and loose, pulled back from her face with a delicate silver headband entwined with small alabaster beads that complemented the single strand of pearls that Molly loaned her for the occasion.

It was a struggle but Fred kept his promise to not see the bride in her dress before the appointed time. Hermione had him stand at the gazebo, facing the other way as she and father proceeded down a path that had been enchanted by Luna, bordered with wild bluebells and tiny butterflies. When she reached a specific spot, Hermione nodded at Harry. He then signaled Fred who turned around and promptly felt his knees start to give way at the sight of her.

Kingsley Shacklebolt, who had agreed to preside over the ceremony, smiled and whispered "Steady on, lad" as he discretely helped the groom regain his footing.

When it came time to exchange the rings, Hermione was delighted when she realized that Fred had enchanted both of them to reveal the words "Mischief Managed" when placed upon their fingers.

After the vows had been exchanged, Shacklebolt raised his wand high above them and a shower of stars encircled the bride and groom as they kissed.

Hermione's parents took it all in stride, even the sight of Hagrid, wiping his eyes with a large, spotted handkerchief, gushing over his " lil' 'ermione" and repeatedly declaring that everything was "Beautiful! Jus' Beautiful!".

After the ceremony there was much laughter and dancing. Fred worked with Harry to incorporate some muggle music into the festivities and the duo reduced everyone to tears when they attempted to teach both Arthur and Hagrid the 'Macarena'.

Fred even managed to coax Professor McGonagall out for a waltz and stunned the entire crowd by dipping her deeply at the end of the song. She made a show of being quite cross by this but the smile on her face told a different story.

The evening concluded with a magnificent fireworks display, created by the groom, the likes of which – all in attendance agreed - have never been seen either before or since.