Chapter 7 – The Wedding
Two weeks after Hermione had found out she was expecting, another Hogsmeade weekend arrived and she had a lot of plans. She walked to the village with Ginny and apparated immediately to Grimmauld Place. Once there, Harry and Ginny pulled their disappearing act and Hermione melted into Ron's arms. He lovingly planted kisses all over her face as he spoke to her.
"Mione love, how are you? Feeling okay?"
Hermione looked into his eyes and felt herself begin to get lost in them.
"I'm feeling good Ron. We are doing well."
She then put her hand on her stomach and Ron smiled down on her.
"Mione, I know you have tasks for today, but is there any time for us?"
She grinned at him.
"Oh yes, I planned on it. I haven't spent time with you in too long, but we only have about an hour."
"Well then, let's get busy."
Then he took her arm and they apparated to the second floor. When they reached the room, Hermione dove into Ron and started snogging him while each of them tried to undress each other. Within a few minutes they were naked and heading for the bed when Ron pulled back and looked at her. A strange look crossed his face as he reached out and put his hand on her small bulge.
"Wow Mione, you're showing. This makes it so real."
The look of love on his face was too much and Hermione pulled him back into her and began sucking on his ear and running her hands down to his chest. Gradually they reached the bed and Ron laid her gently down.
"Mione, I need you so bad, but I'm kind of scared. I don't want to hurt the baby."
"Don't worry Ron, just go slow and it will be fine."
With that reassurance, he guided his aching cock and entered her. Hermione groaned as they began a slow and steady rhythm. Ron reveled in the feel of her. This was a whole new kind of lovemaking and the anticipation was building as his balls began to seize up. Then she picked up the pace slightly before screaming to a shuddering climax. Once she finished, he continued his slow and steady thrusts, while alternating between fingering her clit and tweaking her nipples. Before long, he released a stream of love into her and the feel of his cum caused her to climax again. As he softened, he rolled off of her and they lay together for a few minutes. Eventually Hermione declared that she had to leave. Ron kissed her passionately one more time, then they both cleaned up and headed downstairs.
Once they were downstairs, Hermione met with Ginny and the two women floo'd to the Leaky Cauldron and then made their way to Diagon Alley. Their first stop was Madam Malkin's, where they met up with Mrs. Weasley and Mrs. Granger. Each of the mothers hugged Hermione and both commented on her no-longer-deniable belly. Then they all proceeded in the shop to find a wedding dress. Two hours later the choice had been made and they proceeded on to Finnegan's Florist and Charmed Confections to make additional choices for the wedding. As the day ended, Hermione and Ginny floo'd back to Hogsmeade and then walked back to the castle. Dinner was already underway, but the day had been a good one and wedding preparations were almost complete.
Six weeks later, the Easter holidays arrived and Hermione left the castle in a hurry. When she reached the Burrow, she found the place was in a frenzy as everyone prepared for the wedding the next day. Hermione and Ron had opted for a small guest list, only immediate family and a handful of very close friends. The total that were expected was fifty-three. Nonetheless, it seemed as if a constant tidal wave of decisions needed to be made. Finally, Hermione felt she could do no more and retired to bed early.
The wedding day dawned bright and beautiful with a crispness to the air that said winter had not fully released its grip yet. Mrs. Granger arrived to help her daughter prepare while Mr. Granger and the Weasleys set up the party tent and reception area outside. The ceremony was scheduled for one and would be followed by a sit down luncheon. Although initially upset, the Grangers spared no expense in giving their daughter the day she wanted.
As the clock in the Weasley kitchen struck one, Hermione took a deep breath and looked in the mirror. She had to admit that she looked beautiful. Her pregnancy glow was accentuated by the blush tone of her dress and she smiled as she looked at herself in profile. From that angle, there was no mistaking her impending motherhood. Finally ready, she turned around, took her father's arm, and walked down the aisle to become a Weasley.
The ceremony was standard and didn't take long. As Ron kissed her at the end, Hermione finally relaxed. It was done. The many weeks of planning and all the frustration and worry were through. She and Ron finished kissing and ran down the aisle as their guests waved an assortment of multi colored bubbles from their wands. The reception that followed was great fun and Hermione gorged on all the excellent food. Ron chuckled as he watched her inhale a third plate and leaned over to put a hand on her belly.
"Little one's hungry, huh?"
Hermione smirked at him and kept eating.
By late afternoon several guests had to leave early and the newlyweds took the cue to leave as well. They apparated from the Burrow to their honeymoon hotel on the coast near Brighton. They had six more days before Hermione would return to school and five days until they moved into their Hogsmeade flat. The hotel was muggle and quite beautiful, but it was still a bit early in the year and walking on the beach required heavy jumpers. Most of the time the Weasleys stayed in, ordered room service, and reveled in new ways to pleasure each other despite Hermione's condition. They each enjoyed surprising the other with creativity and had to regularly recast the silence and locking charms on their suite.
Too quickly, the honeymoon came to an end and they arrived back in Hogsmeade. Ron had moved his things to the flat before the wedding and Hermione's had been sent to the flat while they were away. It was a small one bedroom above two shops, but it felt perfect to them. Hermione spent most of the day casting charms, decorating, and adjusting the place to suit them. Ron helped some, but mostly he sat back and admired his wife's skill.
