The Magic of Music Chapter 5: A Moment Like This, a harry potter fanfic

A/N: This chapter has been a long time in coming, but with any luck, I'll finish this story before Deathly Hallows! I also want to extend a warm thank you to my dear friend and beta, horcrux happy. She has helped a lot with this story, particularly with Fleur's french accent. Thanks a million Jen!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything. Harry Potter belongs to JKR, and the song A Moment Like This belongs to Kelly Clarkson.

Chapter 5: A Moment Like This

"Ginny, wake up," a soft voice said.

Ginny groaned and buried her head into her pillow. Damn Hermione and her early-rising habits. Ever since Ron, Hermione, and Harry had arrived at the Burrow three days ago, Ginny had not been able to sleep in once. She blamed it all on Hermione and her insistence on helping Fleur and her mother out with wedding preparations. Ginny had no problem with Hermione helping, she just didn't see why she was forced to wake up early and help out as well.

And besides, Hermione had just interrupted a very pleasant dream where Harry and her had not broken up at Dumbledore's funeral and were having a terribly romantic time at Bill and Fleur's wedding. Like that has even the slightest chance of happening Ginny thought. She would be lucky if Harry so much as said two words to her without having to leave the room. Ever since Harry had arrived at the Burrow relations between the two of them had been – strained – to say the least. Ginny had been nothing but friendly and open towards him, but Harry seemed to only withdraw from her further, as though merely looking at her was going to put her in even more danger. It was times like these where she both hated and loved that boy; where she wasn't sure whether she should wring his neck or snog him senseless.

"Ginny, come on, your mum wants some help with a few last minute chores and then I think Fleur wants you to rehearse with the band one last time before the guests start arriving," Hermione said, gently shaking her shoulder.

Oh bloody hell! Ginny had completed forgotten that the wedding was today. Well, she knew when she had gone to bed last night, of course (she didn't think anyone who went to bed after seeing Fleur's breakdown over the late flower arrangements had forgotten what tomorrow was), but her mind was having trouble catching up to her this morning. So, not only was she going to have to walk down the aisle in front of everyone, but she was going to have to get up in front of everyone again during the reception to sing Bill and Fleur's song. To sing their song in front of Harry. Ginny groaned once more and buried her face further into her pillow, wondering what in the world had possessed her to do this.

"Ginny Weasley you had better get out of this bed soon, or else I'll go wake Harry and Ron so they can use the shower first!" Hermione scolded.

"Oh bloody hell Hermione, I'm up, I'm up!" Ginny yelled. She quickly leapt out of bed, grabbed her things, and scurried into the shower. This day was going to be bad enough as it was, she needed at least a nice hot shower to give her a decent head-start.

The whole day had been a complete blur to Ginny so far. After her shower, she had eaten a quick breakfast, completed her morning chores, and then locked herself up in her room with Hermione while the two of them got ready for the wedding. The only part of the whole day that had seemed real was the actual wedding. Fleur had looked absolutely breathtaking and Ginny was in awe with the entire ceremony. On the other hand, Ginny was positive that a certain green-eyed boy had had his eyes on her throughout the entire wedding, which only added to her confusion. Had Harry really wanted to break up with her? Because if he really meant what he had said at Dumbledore's funeral, then why was he looking at her as though she was the only girl in the room worth noticing? Not that she didn't like the attention, mind you; she just wished that she understood his reasoning….

Ginny mulled this all over as she ate her fish dinner at the wedding reception. She was seated at a long white table with both Bill's and Fleur's immediate family, as well as Harry and Hermione. Ginny, who was seated next to Hermione, noticed that Ron, Hermione, and Harry all seemed to be involved in some half-silent, half-whispered conversation across the table. Whenever she tried to listen in, Ron would notice her and immediately turn to Harry and start speaking to him about the Cannons chances for the Quidditch Cup in an extremely loud voice. Ginny wished that she knew what was going on, but she had a feeling that she wasn't going to like it – whatever it was.

"Ladies and gentleman, if I could have your attention please," a voice said.

Everyone quieted down and looked towards the stage to see the band leader standing before them waiting for quiet. Ginny's stomach filled with nervous butterflies as she realized what was coming next.

"The groom would now like to share a dance with the bride," the band leader said. There was a polite applause and a few catcalls as Bill took Fleur's hand and led her onto the dance floor.

"The song they will be dancing to is called A Moment Like This, and was written by the groom's sister, Ginny Weasley!" the band leader announced. "Let's giver her a warm welcome as she sings the song for us tonight, huh folks?" There was more applause from the crowd as Ginny got up from her seat and started to make her way towards the piano.

"Good luck, Ginny!" Hermione called.

When she reached the piano, Ginny took a deep breath and slowly lowered herself onto the bench. The piano was angled so that the guests would still be able to see part of her face while she played, which meant that Ginny would also be able to see every single pair of eyes on her throughout her entire performance. Before putting her fingers to the keys, she looked out into the crowd. Bill and Fleur were standing on the dance floor, waiting patiently and smiling at each other as if they were the only two people in the world. Ginny looked over to her own table and saw Hermione and Ron give her enthusiastic smiles and a big thumbs up. Then, she focused on Harry. He was watching her with a quiet intensity that made Ginny feel nervous and flattered all at once. Harry's eyes twinkled as he gazed at her, and he gave her a small smile that clearly said, Go get 'em Gin. Ginny smiled back and confidently placed her hands on the keyboard. She slowly drummed out the first few notes, and she began to sing.

What if I told you it was all meant to be,
Would you believe me
Would you agree
It's almost that feeling we met before
So tell me that you don't think I'm crazy
When I tell you love has come here and now

A moment like this
Some people wait a lifetime
For a moment like this
Some people search forever
For that one special kiss
Oh I can't believe it's happening to me
Some people wait a lifetime for a moment like this.

Everything changes but beauty remains
Something so tender
I can't explain
Well I may be dreaming but till I awake
Can we make this dream last forever
And I'll cherish all the love we share

Ginny's voice filled the grand white tent with music and love as the newly-weds slowly waltzed around on the dance floor. Her spirits lifted as she sang and Ginny completely forgot about her audience as she let herself get lost in the song. She let the words fill her up and a new hope burst to life inside of her. She knew now more than ever that Harry needed to be with her during a dangerous time like this, and she wasn't going to let him get off easy anymore.

Could this be the greatest love of all
I wanna know that you will catch me when I fall
So let me tell you this
Some people wait a lifetime for a moment like this

Some people wait a lifetime
For the moment like this
Some people search forever
For that one special kiss
Oh I can't believe it's happening to me
Some people wait a lifetime for a moment like this

Ohhh like this

Oh-oh-Oooh!

I can't believe it's happening to me
Some people wait a lifetime for a moment like this

Oh like this…

As the last notes of the song faded out the tent was filled with applause. Ginny smiled as she watched Bill and Fleur kissing on the dance floor and as she heard her brothers' catcalls and whoops from the noisy crowd. She drew her focus away from the newly weds and her eyes rested on Harry. He was standing and clapping along with Ron and Hermione, and he was smiling. Ginny felt her heart soar as she took a bow and walked back to her friends. Now, it was time for Ginny to do what she had wanted to do all summer.

It was time for her to get Harry back.

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