Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. If I did, I wouldn't be wasting my time writing this. And, the songs below belong to the King of Rockn Roll, Elvis Presley.

Chapter 13-- Love Me Tender

Mrs. Weasley took James to St. Mungo's where he was pronounced healthy. He was given a birth certificate and his footprints were put on a piece of parchment. As Mrs. Weasley looked at his birth certificate, she finally realized the date. It was July 31st, Harry's 20th birthday. The baby had been born on time, after all. Mrs. Weasley felt she should have known to expect the baby.

Harry and Ginny were extremely proud of their baby boy. He had jet black hair like Harry and brown eyes like Ginny. He looked more like his grandfather than his father did. When Ginny felt better, her brothers and their wives came to see the baby.

Ron was speechless. As he held James, he smiled and cooed at the little baby. Baby James seemed to like Ron better than any of Ginny's other brothers. When he cried, the only person that could calm him down was Ginny, Harry, or Ron. Ron was extremely overprotective of his nephew and watched him like a hawk. Ginny called him Father Goose because of the way he acted around James.

The days counting down to Harry and Ginny's wedding seemed to fly by. Ginny had just put James down for his nap when Harry surprised her with something very special-- his mother's wedding dress.

Ginny gasped at how beautiful the dress was. It was very simple. It was strapless with along sheerveil that was made to be pinned to the back of the head and pulled through an updo. The veil was so long that it trailed along the ground behind her. The bottom of the dress had a scalloped edge and nothing decorated it besides a shimmery white fabric that was at the edge of the strapless part of the top. Ginny knew that she wanted to wear that dress for her wedding. Mrs. Weasley charmed it to fit her exactly.

Soon, all of the wedding details were complete. The wedding was to be held in the Weasley's backyad. As September 9th, rolled around, Ginny became jittery and anxious. It was decided that Fleur's little boy, William, would be the ring bearer as James was barely a month old. William was nine months old and looked just like Bill.Mrs. Weasleywould carry him down the aisle and have William hand over the pillow with the rings attached with a very light self sticking charm that would release the rings once they were supposed to be removed. Then, she and William would go sit down in one of the rows of chairs arranged in the backyard.

Hermione knocked on Ginny and Harry'sbedroom door.

"Harry, if it's you, you know better than to comein here!" Ginny said, frantically.

"Ginny, it's me. Hermione," Hermione said, rolling her eyes.

"Oops, sorry Hermione," Ginny said. She let her in and Hermione gasped as she saw Ginny in her wedding dress.

"Do I look okay?" Ginny asked, nervously.

"That dress looks gorgeous on you!" Hermione gushed. She came up behind Ginny and started doing her hair. "Why don't you sit down?"

"Okay," Ginny said. Hermione did Ginny's hair into a simple twist androped the veil through her hair. She tucked a few sprigs of baby's breath into her red hair and stepped back.

"It looks wonderful," said Ginny softly. "Thanks, Hermione."

"You're welcome. Did I do a good enough job to get out of dancing with Ron tonight?" Hermione asked, hopefully.

"Not on your life," Ginny said, faking a stern tone to her voice.

"Darn," said Hermione.

Meanwhile, Harry, Ron, Bill, Charlie, Fred, and George all sat in Ron's bedroom, no one saying a word.

"Now, I'm starting to get nervous," Harry said, looking down at his feet.

"Okay. That makes no sense. You and Ginny have a baby together and you've been dating for over two and a halfyears. You shouldn't be nervous at all. You should be excited," Ron said, looking at Harry like he was the stupidest person on the planet.

"Okay. You marry Hermione and you'd be just as nervous," said Bill, "I was just as nervous when I married Fleur if you don't remember."

"Yeah, well. So were we. We weren't sure if you married her just because she fooled you into falling for her. After all, she is part veela," Fred said, trying to make a joke out of it.

"Shut up, Fred," Bill retorted.

"Is Ginny really wearing your mum's wedding dress?" asked Charlie.

"Yeah. My aunt said she sent it to Dumbledore to put in my vault. I got it out of there a couple of weeks ago," Harry said.

"That really means a lot to Ginny," said George, "She was so happy she was getting to wear your mother's wedding dress."

"Did you make up your own vows?" asked Charlie.

"Yes, we made upour own vows. After all, this is mine and Ginny's wedding. Not James and Lily's," said Harry.

"What time is it?" asked Ron.

"11:45," said Fred and George simultaneously.

"Should we go down, then?" asked Harry.

"Sure," said Ron.

"Let's get this show on the road," muttered Harry, sticking his vows in his pocket, just in case.

Ginny peered over Hermione's shoulder.

"Is he there, yet?" she asked.

"Yes," said Hermione.

The wedding march began to play and Gabrielle, Fleur's younger sister, who had kindly agreed to be the flower girl, since there were no little girls in the Weasley family, started walking down the aisle, tossing lily petals along the ground. Mrs. Weasley followed her and William stuck out a chubby hand, giving Ron and Hermione the rings. Then, they found a seat in the front row of the rows of chairs that had been lined up for the wedding guests.

They were soon followed by Bill and Fleur, Charlie and his good friend, Mia, who he had invited to the wedding, George and Katie, Fred and Angelina, and finally Ron and Hermione. Ginny thought Hermione's dress was beautiful. It was a pale blue halter top dress that came to around her knees. Ron seemed to think that he had an angel attached to his arm. He wore a big stupid grin as he walked down the aisle.

Finally, the music started playing again and Ginny held her bouquet in front of her and started down the aisle, her father at her side.She blushed as everyone's gaze fell upon her. As she reached the end of the aisle, she noticed Harry's eyes seemd very watery. She smiled and Mr. Weasleygave her away to Harry.Harry smiled back at Ginny and Mr. Weasley walked back to the row of chairs and sat down beside Mrs. Weasley. Professor McGonagall, who had kindly offered to marry them, stepped forward.

"Dearly Beloved. We are gathered here on this wonderful autumn day to join two hands and two hearts. If anyone opposes this union, speak now or forever hold your peace." When no one stood up to speak or made any guestures, she continued.

"Harry, you may start your vows."

"Ginny, I first saw you at King's Cross Station when I was eleven years old. Then, I thought of you as an annoying little girl that simply had an obsession with me for the same reason the rest of the world did. Because I was Harry Potter. When you came to Hogwarts, I rescued you from the Chamber of Secrets. I think it all started there. It didn't register with me until much later. For the next four years, I considered you as my best friend's little sister-- not the woman I would marry and spend the rest of my life with. In our sixth year, I finally realized that we were meant to be together. We started dating, but because of one man, who is no longer with us, I had to break it off, doing what you called the 'noble thing' and doing my best to save you once more and keep you shielded from as much as I could. As we both know, I couldn't do it. We defeated the man together. I couldn't have done it without you. Then, we dated for another two years. Until we were told of a prophecy. And, we were told that we had tohave a child. James, our son.And I now know that together, we can do anything that comes at our way. Ginny, I love you."

A tear made its path down Ginny's cheek, but she wiped it away.

"Ginny, you may start your vows."

"Harry, my opinion of you has constantly changed so much within the past fourteen years. As a ten year old, I considered you a celebrity. I was shy and simply wanted to meet you. As an eleven year old, I was desperately infatuated with you, but thought you would never give me the time of day. In my first year at Hogwarts, you saved my life. Then, I knew that I truly loved you, my hero. But, I never thought that I would one day be standing here, next to you, reciting my vows. By the time I was midway through my third year at Hogwarts, I had come to terms with the fact that you would never see me as more than your best friend's younger sister. So, I started dating other people. But, none of them matched up to you. So, when you kissed me for the first time in my fifth year, I was giddy with happiness. The thing I had waited for for so long had finally happened. So, we started dating. But, I knew that you would never be happy unless you were fighting the one wizard that had turned your world upside down. I stood by you, hoping and praying that you would change your mind after the wizard's demise. Thankfully, you did. Now, three years later, I stand here, declaring myself yours, saying that I want to live the rest of my life with you and our son, James."

Mrs. Weasley gave a hearty sniff and Professor McGonagall smiled.

"Harry James Potter, do you take this woman, Ginevra Molly Weasley to have and to hold, to love and to cherish, for richer and for poorer, in sickness and in health, for as long as you both shall live?"

"I do," said Harry, smiling at Ginny. A tiny tear started to fall down his cheek and Ginny wiped it away.

"And do you, Ginevra Molly Weasley, take this man, Harry James Potter to have and to hold, to love and to cherish, for richer and for poorer, in sickness and in health, for as long as youboth shall live?"

"I do," Ginny said, smiling at Harry.

"You may now kiss the bride."

Harry kissed Ginny softly, putting as much passion in the kiss as he could. They started back down the aisle and Penelope and Percy, who had kindly watched James during the wedding, offered to do the same during the reception.

"Thank you," she said to them. Penelope just smiled.

"No problem!" she said.

Once at the reception, which was held at Hogwarts, everyone starting eating. After the dinner, Harry and Ginny had their first dance as a married couple.

Ginny had picked out one of her favorite songs. It was a muggle song, from a famous singer Ginny knew Lily had loved. The song was "Love Me Tender" by Elvis Presley.

Love me tender,
love me sweet,
never let me go.
You have made my life complete,
and I love you so.

Love me tender,
love me true,
all my dreams fulfilled.
For my darlin' I love you,
and I always will.

Love me tender,
love me long,
take me to your heart.
For it's there that I belong,
and we'll never part.

Love me tender,
love me dear,
tell me you are mine.
I'll be yours through all the years,
till the end of time.

(When at last my dreams come true
Darling this I know
Happiness will follow you
Everywhere you go).

Harry kissed Ginny at the end of the song. After they had finished dancing, Ginny used pointed her wand to her throat and muttered, "Sonorus! " Her magically modified voice was a lot louder, so she could be heard over everyone's clapping.

"My maid of honor, Hermione Granger, has kindly consented to dance with the best man, my brother, Ron Weasley. I have already picked out a piece of music for them."

Hermione stepped sheepishly out of the crowd and Ron followed her, looking like he had just won a million galleons. The music started playing.

Baby let me be,
your lovin' Teddy Bear
Put a chain around my neck,
and lead me anywhere
Oh let me be
Your teddy bear.

I don't wanna be a tiger
Cause tigers play too rough
I don't wanna be a lion
'Cause lions ain't the kind
you love enough.
Just wanna be, your Teddy Bear
Put a chain around my neck
and lead me anywhere
Oh let me be
Your teddy bear.
Baby let me be, around you every night
Run your fingers through my hair,
And cuddle me real tight. Oh let me be Your teddy bear.

At the end of the song, Hermione looked at Ginny nervously and Ginny nodded her head. Hermione had no choice. She turned around and pulled Ron into a lip-lock that left him speechless. She pulled back and Ron gaped at her. She walked back over to her table and the whole Great Hall was silent. Suddenly, everyone started applauding them. Hermione's face was beet red. But, now she was more confused than ever. She had started questioning her feelings towards Ron.

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