The next morning the sun brightly shone through the bedroom window, into Hermione's face giving her a golden glow. She opened her eyes to find Ron staring into her eyes. She got up quickly and fixed her hair.

Ron laughed. "Relax it just me, come on, we are going to get your fitting today."

"Do I have time to get ready?" Hermione asked.

"What do you need to get ready for you're already beautiful, come on mione." he said walking out the door. Hermione smiled. She got out of bed and dressed her self up in a pair of jeans, and a purple blouse, and walked downstairs. Fred, Bill, George, and Ron waited for her. "Hey look at that she's alive." Fred said. Hermione smiled and stomped down the stairs. "Where is everyone else?" She asked sweetly.

"They went off to go get their fitting's, except Dad,"

"Hermione Granger." said a voice behind her. She turned around and saw Arthur.

"Hello Mr. Weasley great to see you." She said walking over and kissing him on the cheek.

"You've grown up beautifully." Mr. Weasley said.

"Why thank you, are you coming with us Mr. Weasley?"

"Call me Arthur, "he paused, "and I simply can't there too much going on at the ministry."

"Oh, well alright." Hermione said.

She walked over to the boys and they all walked outside the door, "Dad likes you he still won't let Fleur or Alexis call him by his first name yet." George whispered in her ear. She laughed a little.

Knowing that made her feel special she had been part of the Weasley family for a long time, she didn't doubt that was true.

Hermione and the boys got together and apparated to Diagon Alley and found themselves on a pact dirt road.

"It's down here I think." Ron said turning to his left. As they walked a little further Hermione watched him walk and the way his face scrunched up when he was confused made her smile. Her thoughts drifted to 6th year, ""How d'you spell 'belligerent'?" said Ron, shaking his quill very hard while staring at his parchment. "It can't be B - U - M -"
"No, it isn't," said Hermione, pulling Ron's essay toward her. "And 'augury' doesn't begin O - R - G either. What kind of quill are you using?"
"It's one of Fred and George's Spell-Check ones... but I think the charm must be wearing off..."
"Yes, it must," said Hermione, pointing at the title of his essay, "because we were asked how we'd deal with dementors, not 'Dugbogs,' and I don't remember you changing your name to 'Roonil Wazlib' either."
"Ah no!" said Ron, staring horror-struck at the parchment. "Don't say I'll have to write the whole thing out again!"
"It's okay, we can fix it," said Hermione, pulling the essay toward her and taking out her wand.
"I love you, Hermione," said Ron, sinking back in his chair, rubbing his eyes wearily.
Hermione turned faintly pink, but merely said, "Don't let Lavender hear you saying that."
"I won't," said Ron into his hands. "Or maybe I will... then she'll ditch me..." "Why don't you ditch her if you want to finish it?" asked Harry.
"You haven't ever chucked anyone, have you?" said Ron. "You and Cho just --"
"Sort of fell apart, yeah," said Harry.
"Wish that would happen with me and Lavender," said Ron gloomily, watching Hermione silently tapping each of his misspelled words with a tap of her wand, so that they corrected themselves on the page."

Hermione came out of her trance to find herself standing in front of a little white shop called "Groom Tales."

Ron walked inside as well as Fred and George, leaving Hermione to stand outside staring at the sign.

"Mione, come on." Ron said, leaning outside the door. Hermione looked over at him and followed him inside.

As she walked around she was astounded at how normal it looked, black and white everywhere, and even some green. "Oh God please doesn't say his tux is green." Hermione thought.

She looked around for Ron but didn't see him any where. She walked over to Fred and George, "Where's Ron."

"Oh 'e went to try on his tux." Fred Said.

"When are you going to get married?" Hermione asked, seeing as he and George were older.

"Why you want to marry me Granger?"

Hermione laughed. "Sorry Fred my Heart belongs to someone else."

George and Fred looked at her, and then looked at each other.

"We knew it." They said in unison.

"You knew what?"

"You still fancy Ron." Fred said

"We knew it at lunch yesterday." George replied.

"I think Ron did too, especially when ellipsis asked about Viktor." Said Fred.

"Ellipsis, who is that?" Hermione asked.

"Alexis, Fred doesn't like to call her by her real name, says it sounds too much like a muggle's name."

"No body really likes her she's worse than Phlegm, always talking about her dad and the chudley canons, mum can't stand her cooking, you wonder why dad's always at the ministry." said Fred.

"Well why don't you tell Ron?" Hermione asked.

"Cause Ron is too blind to see that every girl that's not you is so wrong for him." said George.

"You're just saying that." Hermione said walking away.

"Ginny told us your plan, we want to help."

Hermione looked at the both of them, and then she could see behind them Ron was coming out of the dressing room., wearing a white dress shirt, a black overcoat, Green comber bun, black slacks, and black loafers, and fixing his green bow tie. Hermione could feel the tears form around her eyes as she gazed at the only man she ever loved, getting ready for the biggest day of his life. "I swear every time I have to wear these things they are always itchy." Ron said. Not noticing Hermione and his brothers staring at him.

"Oh... Hi... er… how do I look?"

"Much better than you did at the Yule Ball." Hermione Joked.

He glared at her, "Nothing will ever compare to that dress I had to wear to the Yule Ball."

" Mr. Weasley, who am I fitting today." asked a brittle old lady, with a mop of hair, and thick rimmed glasses.

He pointed his hand to Hermione, who stood with her arms folded, and staring at the ground.

" Hermione, she's ready for you."

Hermione lifted her head up and followed the woman into the back.

"I figured you were the bride." said the lady.

"Nope I'm the best friend, in love with the groom." Hermione realized she just told a complete stranger how she felt.

"I mean."

"It's alright dear."

"Now put this on and we will do the measurements out there." She said pointing toward the step stool surrounded by mirrors.

Hermione walked in the dressing room and put on the unusal dress. The top of the dress was black and the neckline went down to the middle of her breasts revealing a little cleavage and the corset of the dress resembled a tuxedo. While the skirt reached down to her ankles. She looked at herself in the mirror, and then let her hair down that was once up into a wild frenzy. The dress was a little big but was going to be fixed. She walked out to where the boys were., and looked at them. They were all speechless. Even Bill, who was married, gazed at her in amazement.

"I don't think I would've looked that good in that." Fred said.

"The black looks nice Ron but, I think she'd look much better in white." George hinted.

Ron of course wasn't listening. "Um... Err…, yeah that looks great." he told the old woman.

"Well I'm going to bring it up a little make it tighter." They lady began to tighten up the dress.

"Umm not so tight I may not be able to walk." Hermione said.

"Relax Dear."

When the woman was finished she told Hermione to walk around a little one step and "RRRRIIIPPP" The whole side of her dress torn leaving a slit and revealing Hermione's ankle to knee."

"Oh my I guess that was too tight, well I just fix that right up."

"NO." Hermione stopped her.

"What wrong with showing a little leg?"

Ron's eyebrows went up for he never saw this much skin on Hermione before, and shamefully he liked it.

As they all walked out of the stores wedding outfits in hands, Hermione went over to Ron and touched him on the shoulder.

He turned around to face her. "I like it a lot you know." She said referring to the dress.

Ron smiled. "I knew you would."

"And you didn't look to bad in that tux either."

Ron's ears began to turn red.

AS they apparated to the burrow, they were greeted by the rest of the family.

"Well how did it go?" Mrs. Weasley asked.

"Great!" Ron said. "Hermione got her fitting we all got our tuxes, and where's alexis?"

" She out in the back." Ron pushed himself through the crowd, but then turned back to Hermione.

" Mione." He called.

" Yes Ron,"

" Will you meet me at the bar in Diagon Alley tonight at 9:00?" he asked.

Hermione smiled and nodded.

"Brilliant I'll see you there."