So, the idea behind this story should be obvious.

Some weddings are going to be 3-4 chapters, some only 1, etc etc

Chapters WILL be labelled.

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Chapter notes: This is AU. Which will become obvious.

I personally LOVE this idea for Harry and Ginny.

"Harry?"

Harry opened his eyes slowly. "Yeah, Gin?"

A second later the light turned on, and he reached over to the bedside table, grabbing his glasses.

"I was thinking..." Ginny said when he had put his glasses on and sat up to look at her. She was still dressed, wearing jeans and a tshirt.

"It's nearly one in the morning, Ginny, come to bed-"

"Let's get married." Ginny said quickly.

"I mean, we are. In November." Harry said.

"I mean now." Ginny said. "Right now."

"These things take time to plan, Gin-"

"No!" Ginny said, rushing forward and bouncing onto the bed to sit in front of him. "I was thinking about it, for a while- and Harry, don't make me deal with Mum, please. Her weddings plan are so overwhelming! And I was thinking, I know who you want at our wedding, so..."

"What are you thinking, Ginny?" Harry asked.

"Let's elope." Ginny said.

"Ginny, we'd need witnesses and we'd have to find somewhere to go-"

"I can think of two people who will know exactly where to go, and they can be our witnesses, too!" Ginny said.

"Is this what you really want, Ginny?" Harry asked. "To get married without your family knowing until it's already over?"

"Yes!"

"Alright, well, let's do it then-"

"Right now!" Ginny said, jumping off the bed and grabbing a pair of shoes, tossing them at Harry.

"Wait-" Harry said, catching the shoes and getting out of bed. "You want to get married at one in the morning?"

"Well, yes."

"You want to go over to Remus and Dora's, at one in the morning and wake them up?" Harry asked, and Ginny paused for a moment.

"...Yes?"

"During one of the few weekends they have without the kids?"

"I mean, yeah."

"I'll send a patronus." Harry said. "Warn them, in case they're... busy."

Ginny grinned, grabbing a pair of shoes and shoving them onto her feet. Harry grabbed his wand, focusing for a moment on the memory of the day he proposed, and a silver stag appeared in front of him, taking his message and vanishing.

"Alright, come on! They don't need more than a couple minutes of notice!" Ginny called, already halfway down the stairs.

"I'm not getting married in my pajamas, Ginny!" Harry called, walking to the dresser and getting dressed in a jeans and tshirt- if it was what Ginny was wearing, he'd wear similar. He stopped in the bathroom to brush his teeth and try to comb his hair a little before heading downstairs.

She was standing by the fireplace when he got downstairs, looking extremely impatient. "Are you ready?" She asked, holding the Floo powder.

He nodded. "Let's go get married."

"It said it was an emergency, but what could possibly be this urgent?" Dora asked, pulling her house robe around herself and following Remus from the room, who was tugging a jumper over his head.

"I'm sure it's nothing terrible." Remus said, pausing in the hallway to knock loudly on Sirius' door. "Padfoot, up! Harry's on his way, says it's an emergency!"

They heard Sirius' muffled curse, and continued downstairs. As they reached the living room, their fireplace flared up and Harry and Ginny stepped out.

"Is everything alright?" Dora asked.

Ginny and Harry surveyed them quickly. "I'm sorry if we interrupted anything." Ginny said, and Dora immediately ran a hand through her own slightly messy hair.

"You interrupted sleep." Remus said. "You said it was an emergency-"

"We're getting married." Harry said.

"Yes, we know." Dora responded, frowning slightly.

"Right now." Ginny said. "And we thought we'd ask you two for advice on where and how to elope."

Remus and Dora exchanged a look. "We got married at the Hog's Head, apparently Aberforth can officiate marriages."

"So, that's where we'll go, then." Ginny said. "We need witnesses. Will you two and Sirius...?"

"Can we get dressed, at least?" Dora asked, and Ginny nodded. "Is that what you're wearing, Ginny?''

"Yes." Ginny said, and Dora raised an eyebrow at her. "Oh come on! You wore Auror robes!"

"Come upstairs, one of my dresses should fit you." Dora said, taking Ginny's arm and heading upstairs.

"Sirius might have robes that'll fit you, Harry." Remus said, and he and Harry followed the women. Remus and Harry paused at Sirius' door, Remus knocking again. Dora led Ginny to their bedroom, heading for the closet.

"I haven't worn half of these." Dora said, sifting through the dresses. "Some should definitely fit you- here!" She pulled out a knee length green dress. "Green looks good on you."

"I really don't mind wearing what I'm wearing-"

"You know what the downside to eloping is, Ginny?" She asked. "Our wedding picture looks exactly like half of our other pictures- there's no obvious evidence it's a picture of our wedding at all. At least get a little dressed up, Ginny. Maybe a little makeup, we can curl your hair-"

"Will you let me say no?"

"No." Dora said. "Your mother will be extremely angry when she finds out, at least soften the blow with a nice photo."

Ginny sighed, taking the dress. "Fine." She said, and Dora nodded, satisfied. She walked over to the dresser, grabbing some clothes for herself. "Oh, no fair!" Ginny cried. "You get to wear jeans and a Weird Sisters shirt, and I have to wear a dress?"

"It's not my wedding, Gin."

"Then I'm not wearing the dress."

Dora turned to face Ginny.

"You know, I really liked that blue dress you wore to Bill and Fleur's wedding..." Ginny said slowly, walking towards the closet. "I mean, if you were to wear that one..."

Dora huffed. "Fine." She said, dropping the clothes on the bed and taking the blue dress when Ginny held it out to her. "But you're wearing the green one, and you're not to complain about what I do to your hair or your makeup."

"Deal." Ginny said. "Either way, we'll look better than our husbands."