She glared furiously at the bulge of her stomach that was protruding noticeably out of her white gown. Ginny Weasley wore a long floor length wedding dress, the dress hugged every one of her curves and regrettably, in her opinion, her baby's curve.

She nervously flattened her silk dress over her stomach and sighed, resigned to her fate. Her hair was flowing gently around her shoulders, everyone thought she was beautiful, but most importantly, Ginny knew she was. She looked out of her childhood window to the scene before her. A typical Weasley wedding in the backyard, please… she growled and turned back to her full length mirror, appraising herself.

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'And welcome back to our coverage of the Potter wedding. Now rumours still persist over Hermione Grangers strange disappearance a month ago, with the key theories based heavily around Hogwarts School… Minerva McGonagall herself is labelled as one privy to the knowledge of where she has gone and most importantly why… now today we will wait and see if she shows up, she and Harry Potter are the only survivors of the golden trio, Ron Weasley….' Harry tuned out of the wizarding wireless immediately and ran his fingers through his untamed hair. Ginny had forced him to shave off his fully fledged goatee, professing she would not have her future husband looking like an animal or was it beast?

He straightened his white tie nervously and flattened his beige pants. He looked into his mirror once more and saw dark eyes looking back at him; he knew he would fail miserably if he tried to brighten the deadened lights that once shone so brightly.

He exited the Weasley home and walked to the end of the aisle, greeting people as he passed with false merriment. When he reached Minerva he froze and she looked up at him with twinkling eyes. He frowned slightly when she stood and embraced him, as a mother would to his son, she seemed… pleased.

"Professor.. I'm glad you could make it… do you know if she…. is coming?" Harry asked nervously and Minerva chuckled.

"Do not fear Harry, your day shall go as planned." At this she sat down and pulled out a sherbet lemon, another habit she had gained from Dumbledore. He nodded smiling and joined Kingsley at the white alter, decorated so extravagantly he had to fight not to gag. Kingsley smiled warmly and Harry tried to return it, but failed once more. He looked down the aisle and imagined Hermione drifting elegantly down it, her eyes alight in happiness, the music had begun and she was walking towards him, finally to be his.

He smiled broadly as Ginny walked down the aisle, his eyes in a distant place, dreaming of a certain brunette. Ginny felt relief wash over her as he smiled so truly at her, finally he loved her again.

When she reached the alter, her hair morphed into a deep red, her eyes had darkened and her skin paled. Ginny stood before him, pregnant belly and all. It was December; the grounds were glowing as white as Ginny's dress. Harry's smile faltered as he took her hand from Arthurs and they turned to face Kingsley.

Harry drifted off his mind fluttering between memories, Hermione's face as an eleven foot mountain troll loomed above her, her petrified body in their second year, her fist flying into Malfoy's jaw, her gracious smile as she entered the great hall in that blue dress, her face of shock when she fell, her tears at Dumbledore's funeral, her screams as she was tortured, her comforting embrace, her emotive glances, her encouragement, her love… Hermione.

He felt Ginny freeze under his fingertips as Kingsley said the word objections. Harry turned to Ginny a questioning look on his face, but she was neither looking at him or Kingsley, her eyes were fixated on the back of the audience, in the centre of the aisle, stood none other than Hermione Granger herself.

Her short red dress shone in the white surroundings, her hair was longer than Harry remembered and was moving gently in the nonexistent wind. She stepped forward, her long shapely legs accentuated by the high red heels she wore.

Harry's jaw had dropped in shock and then awe. Hermione stopped, her figure in line with the second last row. The crowd of onlookers turned and gasped at the beautiful woman before them, no woman was supposed to be more beautiful than the bride herself. Harry dropped Ginny's hands and walked slowly towards the enchanting woman in red.

Her face was unreadable, a cool glow was radiating off of her, but her face seemed to be alight with warmth. Harry stopped a meter from her and smiled smally.

"Hermione… you didn't answer my letter… where have you been?" he asked accusingly, not bothering to register the fact that the entire wizarding world would be listening at that precise moment. She met his eyes and he felt a stab of pain, deep inside his chest.

"I have been… extremely ill, Minerva saved my life." Harry immediately took a step forward, examining her for some kind of injury. "I have come to wish you congratulations… I am so happy for you… and so proud…" he heard her voice break under the strain she seemed to be under, keeping her emotions under control.

"Hermione I-"

She placed a finger to his lips gently and he closed his eyes, the warmth of her touch comforting. "I feel it is time I must leave… I need to find myself… I need to let you go Harry… I have nothing left here… and I wanted to say goodbye… and I wish you all the happiness and love in the world…" she reached forward and straightened his tie fondly. "I will always love you." she whispered and released him taking a step back and withdrawing her wand delicately from thin air. With a small flick a sealed letter appeared in his breast pocket. And then she raised her wand before her and smiled smally, a single tear rolling down her face.

"Go get married Harry."

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AN reviews? Your thoughts on what shall happen? What it all means?

repost notes:

i posted this chapter... and then about an hour later received a review for my first chapter.. the person had obviously... hated my story and requested it be deleted... well thats it in nice terms...

i mean i dont mind constructive criticism... but... i dont know if its worth doing this anymore.