Hello All I would give an honorable mention by name to all the reviewers and such but there are too many of you XX It's amazing, this story has gotten a lot of attention so here is the next chapter I warn you though I probably won't have the other chapters up til the weekend. Love you all
-Jackie
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"Hermione! Wake up or we'll be late!"
Groggily Hermione opened her eyes to a lively Ginny and a bright sun peaking through her windows. "Ginny what time is it?"
"It's 6 o'clock, we have five hours till the wedding and four hours until we have to meet up with everyone at the burrow. That gives us half an hour to shower, half an hour to eat, one hour to get our hair done, another hour to get dressed, and one hour to make sure everything is perfect!" Ginny explained thinking that Hermione would see her logic in being up at six in the morning.
"Great that gives me another three hours to sleep and one hour to get ready, good night Ginny." Hermione pulled the blankets up over her head and placed a pillow on top to stop the light from shining through.
"Oh come on sleepyhead, if this was a test or something you would have been up hours ago! Now get up we have lots of work to do!" Ginny snatched the pillow from Hermione as she persisted in dragging Hermione out from under the covers. "Shower now or I'll tell a certain red headed brother of mine that you say his name in your sleep."
"Alright I'm up, I'm up, you don't have to resort to dirty tricks you know." Hermione snapped blushing deeply that someone had heard her talking in her sleep especially when those dreams concerned both Fred and a certain blonde...
Twenty minutes later, four sleepy complaints, two threats, and a piece of toast...
Hermione was annoyed and half asleep as she sat on the couch watching Ginny cast charm after charm on her hair. Finally after one hour of cursing and talking to herself Ginny flopped on the floor, "There it's perfect!"
"You know we could have saved time with my hair products."
"Why didn't you tell me that an hour ago?!?" Ginny yelled frustrated, she had just wasted an hour using magic, damn Hermione and her muggle stuff. At that point Hermione lifted a mirror to look at her hair, finding beautiful wide ringlets of curls placed perfectly on her head she almost forgave Ginny for waking her up early...almost.
"Because Ginny I knew you'd do a style that I wouldn't dare try, for instance these red streaks." Hermione turned to glare at Ginny who instantly forgot why she was mad with Hermione and now backed up a step.
"Right... I'm off to shower!" Ginny disappeared before Hermione had the chance to do much of anything except say, "Ginny Weasley! Take this red out right now!"
Four hours passed fast as the girls ran around screaming with panic as they looked for missing shoes and jewelry. Both checked and rechecked their appearances with each passing in from of a mirror then continued to rant and rave about one shoe being lost.
Crack!
"Girls! It's 10:20! You were supposed to be at the Burrow 20 minutes ago! The wedding is in forty minutes, we'll be late if you don't hurry."
"Sorry Fred we were rushing I swear and we got up really early."
"More like six o'clock, your sister is a real morning person you know that." Hermione commented emerging from her room. The only sound heard after that was the gasp of Fred Weasley as he ogled Hermione. She was wearing the blue strapless dress he loved so much with a light see threw blue scarf draped over her arms, matching sparkle blue shoes and her hair pinned up only a few stray curls falling around her face.
"Mione? Is that blue dye in your hair?" Fred asked still shocked as his eyes wandered.
"Well I told her it was either blue or red, also I gave her a little encouragement-"
"Blackmail."
"Ya, blackmail, so she had no choice really, plus it suits her don't you think?" Ginny answered joining them while receiving a small glare from Hermione.
"Oh...Alright then let's get going before Mum has me head." Fred said placing an arm around Hermione's waist. Bending over to whisper in her ear he breathed, "You look beautiful my bookworm."
Crack!
"There you are dearies! I was worried you wouldn't show! Come on then everyone is mingling in the basement, we've still got thirty five minutes till the- till the-" Mrs. Weasley couldn't bring herself to say it, it was a mother's dream but right now it was her nightmare.
"Wedding Mum." Ginny finished.
"Right that." Mrs. Weasley said sighing as she hugged Hermione tight, "I'm so sorry dear..."
"It's alright Mrs. Weasley really, it's his loss." Hermione felt a tad pang of depression but quickly pushed it away as she comforted the women who had become like her own mother.
"Anyway Mum, what's Ron's loss is my gain," Fred chimed in as he kissed Hermione on the cheek lightly.
Walking down the stairs to the basement they noticed that the Weasley's kept to one side as the Parkinson's kept to the other.
"Granger? I didn't think I'd see you here especially with no date."
That annoying, vile, sexy voice will never leave me alone will it? "As a matter of fact Malfoy I do have a date."
"Where to Granger? I don't see him, is it your imaginary friend?" Malfoy sneered with that agitating smirk spread across his face. Malfoy was wearing a traditional tux with one exception it seemed, there was a girl attached to his arm wearing a short dress coming up over her knees and no sleeves.
"Actually Malfoy she's here with me." Fred snapped angrily tugging Hermione closer to him as if to define his territory.
"Oh so you got Weasel's brother to take you? How pathetic trying to make the Git jealous?" drawled Malfoy seemingly uninterested that Hermione had acquired a date so fast.
"Actually Malfoy even if it's none of your business, Fred and I are together." Hermione stated, she would not let this ignorant, vile, lonesome, cockroach get to her.
"You sure do move on fast Granger. First Weasel then me and now you've got Weasel's brother."
"I had nothing to do with you Malfoy don't even imply such a thing, I hate you. I would take Fred over you any day."
"Come on Granger you can't resist the Malfoy Charm."
"Would you like some punch 'Mione?" Fred asked knowing that Hermione could take care of herself against Malfoy.
"Oh yes that would be lovely." Hermione answered and as if to make her point she drew Fred into a passionate kiss breaking away after a few moments.
"I should ask if you want punch more often," Fred commented walking off into the crowd of Weasley's.
"Draco I'd like some punch," came a suggestive voice out of his date's mouth as Hermione turned to look at her for the first time.
"Your point? You have legs go get some." Draco snapped at her. A bit shocked it seemed like the girl was about to slap him when she thought better of it and stalked off.
At this point Draco and Hermione thought it fitting to have a staring competition.
"Can't keep your eyes off of me Granger?" Malfoy smirked in that smug, over confident, annoying ferret way.
"I refuse to lose to you Malfoy."
"What if Fred would happen to find out about that kiss? Mudblood."
Gasping Hermione's eyes turned wide. "You wouldn't."
"Don't worry Granger I don't want anyone to know I kissed a mudblood."
"Good."
"Fine."
"Whatever Malfoy, just stay away from me got it?" Hermione was about to make her grand exit but unfortunately for her she was wearing high heals, you know the ones with a tiny stick of a heel that most people would break their neck on. Who ever thought of high heels was either insane, or loved to give women pain and unfortunately she fell on...
"See Granger I told you, you can't keep your hands off me." Unfortunately Hermione looked in his storm grey eyes that for a moment did not hold the hatred, smug, sarcasm, instead there was confused, slight flashes of something unexplainable... "Hermione..." the name was barely audible above the noise of the crowd but Hermione heard it as if fell from his lips, the pink, thin lips that she had kissed not days ago.
"Hermione are you alright? Did Malfoy try something?" Fred's voice was all that Hermione needed to come back on earth and scramble away from Malfoy.
"No I was just leaving, come on Fred."
"Keep the mudblood," beautiful angelic mudblood, "away from me."
"As long as you stay away from me Malfoy." Even if his is good looking with his blonde hair and muscular body, he is still a bloody git, a vile cockroach, a rude ferret.
"Alright the wedding is about to start will everyone please make their way upstairs."
"Are you sure your alright 'Mione?"
"I'm sure Fred lets go," Hermione said as they made their way upstairs and into the church.
Standing at the front of the church was Ron dressed in a black tux with a white rose attached to his blazer. Upon seeing him Hermione could feel her resolve weaken, her eyes meeting his, her eyes brimming with tears, she couldn't do this not now not ever.
No I have to do this... He is still my best friend, and I have to respect his choices. I have to go through with this, I have to move on...
Catching her eyes he was surprised, she seemed so familiar but he couldn't place her in his mind. She wore clothes fit for an angel and she radiated like one, so beautiful that it made his own heart ache with an unknown pain. Who was she? And how can such a beautiful angel cry?
I will not cry, I will not cry, I must not cry... Oh Ron...
Hermione's hand enclosed in Fred's tightly as Fred looked to see what she was staring at, upon seeing his brother he realized the truth, she was still in love with him after all these years, even after he hurt her, she still held a lot of emotion for him. Enclosing his arm around her and tightening his grip on her hand, Fred led her towards a chair near Ginny, Harry, Bill, George and Charlie. This was going to be a very long hour for him, and even longer for Hermione.
Malfoy looked around the room as he sat by the pouting girl beside him searching for a certain person. Laying his eyes upon Hermione he realized she was weeping on the verge of sobbing, suddenly a pain rose in his chest, not physical but still there. What is wrong with me, she deserves it, stupid girl crying for no reason.
"Dearly beloved we are gathered here today to join these two lovely people in matrimony, if anyone has any reason why these two shall not be wed speak now or forever hold your peace." The priest had started and Pansy was already standing by Ron who was not looking at her rather he was staring at the blue angel in the crowd who was weeping endlessly.
The crowd was silent, Molly tried to rise to say something but Arthur held her down forcefully, George looked at Hermione hesitantly and about to stand up he was kicked by Bill, Ginny saw that no one was going to do anything to stop this mistake, this monstrosity but all of a sudden a blonde boy stood from the Parkinson's side, not the Weasley's.
"I have something to say, not an objection really but a question for the groom."
"Well do go on."
"Ronald Weasley, I know we have never been friends, nor will we ever be I suppose but I want to ask you to look inside of yourself. Do you really want to spend the rest of your life with- with her?" Malfoy had used a disgusted tone at the end of his rather nice, semi nice speech.
"What do you mean Malfoy? Of course I do... I mean I think I do." Ron had stared over at Malfoy taking his eyes off of Hermione for only seconds before looking at Pansy then back to the blue angel he could not remember. Closing his eyes for one moment he looked deep inside for a reason that he knew he should not be at that church with Pansy, he couldn't find a reason only a feeling of emotion.
"Is there any other objections?" Fred looked at Hermione who he loved very much, or thought he did, then at Ron who was oblivious to who she was. If I object he will still not know who she is and only end up hurting her more, I can't let that happen... or maybe I just want her for myself... no I don't want her to be hurt.
"Alright then," the priest continued for sometime while Ron looked very confused, distraught and outright depressed. "Do you Pansy Parkinson take this man, Ronald Weasley to be your husband to have and to hold till death do you part?"
"I do."
"Do you Ronald Weasley take this women to be your wife to have and to hold till death do you part?"
"I-" Ron started all of a sudden unsure of what to do, glancing over to the blue angel he felt as if it was time he was going to say No.
"Dear are you thirsty? Here have this," Pansy said handing him a glass of water, totally colorless and odorless.
"Thanks." Ron drank half of it in one gulp and all of a sudden it was a switch of personalities, he was smiling and gazing at Pansy with utmost desire. "I do."
"I now pronounce you man and wife, you man kiss the bride." With those words Ron enveloped Pansy into a passionate, loving kiss, and as they broke apart Ron looked to the aisle just in time to see a blue dress disappear out of the door.
"Hermione! Wait!" Fred cried out but Ginny held him down with sadness on her face, "let her go Fred, she needs time to herself right now..."
Fred may have been controlled but Draco moved swiftly out of his seat and walked calmly out of the church as the rest of the guests followed in order to attend the after party, but he was going somewhere else.
Following the wails and crying Draco ended up finding a blue shoe just outside a girls bathroom, hesitantly he walked in.
"Granger? You've lost your shoe."
"Go away Malfoy I don't need you right now."
"Come on Granger you'll be ok, come back with me to the party, I promise to buy you all the drinks you'll ever want to consume again."
"Drink away the pain?"
"It works most of the time yes."
"I thought you said I was a mudblood."
"Who will notice when your drunk?"
"Good point... I'm sorry I broke down, especially in front of you."
"Whatever Granger, come on I owe you anyway."
"For what?"
"Don't ask, just hurry up, and stop looking in the mirror you look perfectly fine."
"I look horrid."
"No you'll look horrid when your drunk, but by then no one will care because they'll all be drunk."
"Fine, I think I will take you up on your offer, lead the way. Don't forget your buying."
"No worries we'll just take it from the wedding party."
"Thanks Draco."
"Don't thank me, trust me you don't want to..."
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Well thats the end, I hope you enjoyed it! And I will get back to you all later. Have a great week.