A/N: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the other characters in the series, nor pretend to be as brilliant as JK Rowling is. Appologies for any spelling and punctuation errors, I have checked it over but its easy for me to miss things... Please enjoy...

Chapter Two: A Wedding and Another Chance?

The week passed uneventfully and the day finally arrived when Harry, Ron and Hermione would be returning to the Burrow to attend Ron's brother Bill's wedding. With their things packed and their pets settled in their cages (Hedwig, Ron's owl Pigwidgeon and Hermione's cat Crookshanks) they made their way in to the living room in front of the fireplace. Ron's father had gotten the Dursley's fire connected to the floo network so that Ron and Harry who didn't have their apparation licenses yet could get to the Burrow safely, much like he had done in their fourth year when Harry had attended the Quidditch world cup with Hermione and the Weasley's.

Hermione used magic to move the electric fire blocking the fireplace and lit a fire in the grate. Harry took a handful of green powder from a bag Ron was offering him and threw it in to the flames, they turned green and he stepped forward in to them with his luggage, he shouted "the Burrow!" and span out of sight.

He whizzed past other fireplaces and a minute later he was looking in to the Weasley's kitchen. Mr Weasley stepped foreword to help with the luggage before Ron appeared behind him. Almost as soon as Harry had stepped out and Mrs Weasley grabbed him in to a tight hug Ron appeared.

"Hermione's just cleaning up a bit and fixing the fire then she'll be along by apparation." Ron said starting to drag his luggage out of the fire. Mr Weasley helped him and Mrs Weasley sent everything upstairs by magic.

Ten minutes later there was a loud pop as Hermione appeared beside Ron with her trunk. Mrs Weasley hugged her and sent her trunk away by magic too.

"It's been pretty busy around here lately with Bill and Fleur's wedding tomorrow. There have been owls coming every five minuets." Mrs Weasley said.

Five more people entered the kitchen at that moment. Fred and George Ron's twin brothers hadn't changed at all, Charlie Ron's oldest brother looked happy and Bill the lucky man being married was smiling despite his heavily scarred face from an attack by a werewolf at the end of the last school year. All the males had bright red hair but the fifth person Bill's fiancé Fleur, had long silver blonde hair and a huge smile on her face, she swooped on Harry and planted a kiss on each one of his cheeks. Harry noticed one face missing Ginny couldn't face him yet. She was not at dinner that night either, Harry sat next to Ron but even though there was happy chatting and noise all around him and Mrs Weasley was the best cook in the world, Harry picked at his food and didn't say a word.

He only looked up when he heard Ron say "Where's Percy, isn't he coming?"

Mrs Weasley shot a very hurt look at her son and left the table.

"What?" Ron replied.

Fred leant over to his brother "he's still being an arrogant little pig. If I have my say he's feeling pretty miserable still about not believing Harry about you-know-who and can't face everyone because his pride is wounded. He rejected the invite saying he couldn't get off work." He said.

Ron nodded "I agree." He said.

Harry looked back at his plate; he'd at least see Ginny at the wedding since she was in it.

The next day was extra hectic as Bill and Fleur's wedding day was upon them. People were rushing around the house and garden with wands out decorating for the reception. The actual ceremony was going to take place elsewhere.

Harry still hadn't seen Ginny, soon he thought. As he pulled on his dress robes he felt like throwing up, his nerves were shot but he'd made up his mind to tell Ginny how he felt at the reception, he was scared she would avoid him but even if she didn't he was scared that she'd reject his feelings because she still felt resentful towards him for calling it off in the first place.

Everyone left the Burrow at the same time for the ceremony but Ginny rode in the carriage with Fleur and her sister Gabrielle who was also in the wedding. The venue was packed with people. Harry recognised some from the Order of the Phoenix including Hogwarts gamekeeper and Care of Magical Creatures teacher Hagrid and to Harry's slight surprise Professor McGonagal the new head of Hogwarts.

Once everyone was seated and settled Bill walked down the isle and stood at the front proudly, followed by his best man Charlie. After a minute or so, but what seemed a lifetime to Harry Ginny walked down the isle followed closely by Gabrielle. Though Ginny was determinedly resisting Harry's gaze he thought she smiled as she passed his seat. His heart beat faster and faster, she looked wonderful, her dress was pale gold and form fitting and her hair was in an elegant French knot with white flowers in it, she was carrying a small bouquet of white roses. Gabrielle was waring exactly the same thing and had exactly the same hairstyle but Harry only had eyes for one person. He loved Ginny so much, he couldn't wait until he could hold her again, but would that happen or had he lost her forever?

The music changed as Fleur started her walk up the isle. Her dress was shocking white that looked like it was straight out of a fairytale, a full skirt with a long train embroidered all over with roses, her hair was up and her veil was almost knee length she also wore a tiara, her bouquet was huge, also white roses. Mrs Weasley cried when Bill and Fleur exchanges vows and rings so Hermione, sitting next to her, took her hand and offered her a white handkerchief.

The ceremony lasted almost an hour. Harry's heart beating faster with every minute that ticked by. Finally, it was all over, they were on the way to the reception. Harry felt sick but he still had to wait until dinner was over before he had Ginny on the dance floor.

"Introducing Mr and Mrs Bill Weasley." A voice boomed over the back yard of the Burrow as Bill and Fleur took their first dance as husband and wife, everyone applauded.

Five minuets later Harry swooped on Ginny before she could get away "dance with me?" He said extending his hand towards her. She took it, Harry's heart leapt up in to his throat. She allowed him to lead her to the dance floor. She didn't say a word however and she wouldn't look him in the face.

Harry leaned in close to her hoping she wouldn't pull away, she didn't. They were revolving on the spot to the slow song playing, Ginny's hair smelled beautiful. He whispered in to her ear "Ginny, I love you."

She pulled her head up as it had been resting on his shoulder. She looked him in the eyes for the first time since the end of the last school year still not saying anything. She indicated the house; he followed her in to the living room.

Ginny sat down on the couch "what did you say back there?" she asked.

Her voice was like music in his ears, he just wanted to kiss her. He sat down in a chair "I said that I'm in love with you and it was stupid to call it off. I still want to be with you." Harry replied

"Are you sure Harry? I mean why are you telling me that? I thought it was too dangerous." Ginny replied.

Harry's heart sank it didn't sound like she wanted to be with him any more "I understand Ginny I'm sorry. It is too dangerous you're right. Sorry." He looked at the floor and shook his head.

"What are you apologising for?" She said.

"I shouldn't have said anything. I know how you feel." He replied, and then walked out.