When the three arrived at the Burrow, it looked similar to that of Diagon Alley, but with out the street vendors, and everyone was dressed in dress robes. Hermione waved good bye to her friends as she headed up the stairs to find Ginny.

"What are you doing Ronald?! You should be dressed and ready to go! Oh hello Harry dear!" Mrs. Weasley had swooped down up Harry in a bone-crushing hug. "Now you two run up stairs and get ready right this moment! And don't argue! Today has been filled with havoc and I don't need you adding any more to it!"

Mrs. Weasley ran off into the yard where a large tent had been set up. Ron let out an annoyed sigh and scrunched up his face as the two made their way up to Ron's bedroom.

Harry laid his trunk down at the foot of the second bed while Ron laid the still sleeping Hedwig by Pig's cage. " Well this should be interesting. I can't wait to see what lovely dress robes you have this time Ron," Harry laughed at Ron as he stared at the box upon his bed with fear.

"Oh shut up Harry." Ron said shakily as he slowly lifted the lid off of the box with his eyes closed. Harry walked over to Ron and lifted the dress robes from the box. They were a simple black with no dodgy lace. "What's it like Harry? Is it so horrible there is no point in me going?" Ron questioned as he slightly opened his eyes.

" Ron, they are fine, relax."

Ron opened his eyes and grabbed the robes from Harry. He looked into the box and saw a small piece of paper. Harry grabbed the paper and read the few lines that were written in a fine handwriting.

I picked out your dress robes for you. I hope they look better than the ones that Mum had for you at the Yule ball.

Ginny

Harry felt a joy of happiness when he read the note out loud for Ron as he began to get dressed. After he had read the note over a few times Harry placed the paper back in the box and went over to his trunk to pull out his deep maroon dress robes. They were dressed and ready in only moments, and opened the door to go downstairs since the time was drawing nearer.

But just as the two had walked out of the door they ran into Ginny who was racing up the stairs to get dressed. Ron bumped into Harry, who in turn bumped into Ginny who was then against the wall with Harry against her. " Sorry Ginny," stuttered Harry.

"Ron don't be so pushy!" Ginny scolded. Her hair was in a knot upon her head and she was wearing jeans and a deep green sweater. Her eyes gazed into Harry's as he breathed heavily against her. She only stayed for a second until she squeezed her way out of the wall and Harry and ran up the stairs into her bedroom.

Harry stood in the corridor and gazed at Ginny's door. "Common Harry, let's get down there before mum throws a tuff." Ron stated as he grabbed Harry's shoulder, breaking him from his daze.

When the two arrived in the tent it was completely crazy. Bill stood at the before a bunch of chairs and he was running his hands through his hair and was tapping his feet on the white carpet that had been laid down the aisle. The two boys walk over to him an Bill gave them a smile. His face was slightly contorted by the scars on his face, but he still was able to look handsome in his brand new dress robes.

"How's it going Ron? Harry?" The groom asked in a quivering voice.

"We're fine, how are you?" Ron replied.

Bill laughed," Good question! I'm, I'm a little nervous I guess. Just want to get it done with so I can get out of these robes."

"Bill! Please! Don't talk to us about that sort of thing!" Ron screamed jokingly as he covered his ears.

"Oh come off it Ron. I'm just so scared, but I don't see why! And Mum is driving me loony!" Just as Bill finished his sentence Mrs. Weasley ran into the tent with a black bowtie in her hand which was waving through the air. People began to fill the empty seats, people form both sides of the family. It was easily distinguishable who was from the bride's side and the groom's side. Fleur's side was full of handsome men and women who were dressed in flowing black and white dress robes. Bill's side was full of Aurors and other odds and ends.

Mrs. Weasley ran up to Bill and put on his bow-tie with her wand. "Ron! Harry! Get into place! We're about to get started! Bill! Oh!" Mrs. Weasley gave all three of them hugs and then stormed off muttering something about wondering where the twins were.

Harry surveyed the crowd as he stood by Ron who was beside Bill. At last he spied some people he knew. Lupin and Tonks sat together in the third row and the three exchanged smiles. Moody stood off in the corner with Kinglsey. Harry hadn't seen Ginny or Hermione. They must have been helped Fleur get ready. They must have been having loads of fun.

When Mr. and Mrs. Weasley sat down in the front row Harry knew that it was drawing near to the final ceremony. Ron nudged Harry in the ribs and turned his head to the entrance of the tent. Hermione walked in dressed in a light hazel dress robe. She looked quite beautiful Harry thought to himself. But his thoughts were quickly diverted to the people who walked in next. Ginny and Fleur's young sister began to slowly make their way down the aisle. They both wore similar white dress robes that had a tint of gold to them.

Ginny looked as if she was about to kill someone, Ron let out a little laugh which received a glare from his mother and Ginny. Then at last Fleur walked in. The room before very quite, but a voice began to sound. It was singing, in some other language, probably French, but a glow filled the room. The voice became a littler louder as the bride began to make her way to Bill. Harry looked down at Bill who had grown a little calmer as his eyes stared longingly at Fleur. Ginny and Fleur's sister stood a small ways from Bill as Fleur finally stood beside Bill. They gave each other a small smile and then turned their gaze forward. Mr. Weasley stood up and walked over to them. He stood between them and they exchanged vows. It was quite a boring service until the very last moment. Both Bill and Fleur kneeled and Mr. Weasley pulled out his wand.

"What are they doing?" Harry almost silently whispered to Ron.

"They're making the Unbreakable Vow. It is something that was done quite often in weddings of old. Fleur thought it would be romantic." Ron said and then rolled his eyes.

Bill and Fleur placed their hands on each other's as Mr. Weasley placed the tip of his wand on top of them. The three talked in whispers and soon two thin wisps wrapped around the new couples' hands.

Everyone cheered as the two stood and exchanged their first kiss as husband and wife. But suddenly the air was filled with a loud explosion sending everyone with wands at hand, outside of the tent. There stood Fred and George with large grins upon their faces as fireworks filled the sky. Flower buds erupted in the night air and bloomed into flowers and then slowly faded away. In the sky flickered Fred and George's congratulations

Our Congratulations to Good Ol' Billy and Fleur

"Only Fred and George…" Ron said aloud which in turn came an eruption of laughter from the on looking crowd.

The reception afterwards was really rather pleasant. A friend of Tonks was able to bring in the Weird Sisters which helped ease up the mood that still lingered upon the wizarding world. The chairs were moved with the flick of a wand and replaced with some tables, but there was some room left for a dancing area.

Ron and Harry sat alone at a table off in the corner. Hermione and Ginny were no where in sight and everyone else seemed to be dancing or in deep conversation with others. "Well this certainly reminds me of something," Harry said as he removed his over robe and rolled up his sleeves.

Ron let out a grunt and crossed his arms,"Yeah, but that ruddy pumpkin head isn't here to ruin every-"Ron began but quickly caught himself and stopped talking as the music continued to flow through the tent. Fred and George jumped up behind the two bored boys and with the twins was a large bottle of Firewhiskey.

"Hey little brother, why the long face? We can see if Mad-Eye will dance with you if you want to so badly. But we can't promise any after party with him," Fred joked and in turn received a punch from a rather scarlet Ron.

"Have a spot of this, mate! It will brighten your spirits!" George said a little slurred as he handed the bottle of Firewhiskey to Ron. The twins quickly scampered away in a fit of laughter in the direction of the dancing. Ron looked down upon the bottle in his hand with a look of fright yet also one with delight.

"Are you actually going to drink that?" Harry asked.

"As long as mum doesn't know, and if it makes me feel better than I feel now, why not?" Ron said as he popped the cap off of the bottle and took a large gulp of the foul liquid. He let out a sharp gag when he had swallowed his sip.

"What's it like?"

"Worth the burn," Ron took another small sip.