Ten minutes later, Ron walked over to Hermione and sat down beside her.

"Why did you do that?" he asked.

"Do what," asked Hermione innocently

"Kiss me?"

"I don't know," she lied..

"Will you go out with me?" Ron asked, his fingers crossed under the table.

Hermione looked at Ron. The truth about how she really felt about him had started to sink in. She knew. She loved Ron. She had for a while, she just was the kind of person to reject the unfamiliar. Even though she had known Ron for the longest time, she had been scared. Scared to be in love and have someone love her in return.

"Well, okay," she said, giving in.

Ron pulled her into a kiss, causing the people around them to gasp once more.

Ginny looked at Harry, happily.

"So, I guess we aren't the only ones that are going to be having fun tonight, are we?" she teased.

"What do you mean?" Harry asked quickly.

"Well, techincally our honeymoon starts tonight. And, I think Ron's professed his love once again. The way it looks, Hermione seems to have accepted. My little plan seems to have worked like a charm.

"That's why I love you, Mrs. Potter."

"Mhmm," said Ginny, kissing Harry once more.

"Time to cut the cake!" someone yelled. Harry smiled at Ginny and they walked over to the table where a huge wedding cake stood. Harry wrapped his arms around Ginny's waist and put his hands over hers on the knife. With a downward motion, they cut the cake.

Then, it was time for the best man and maid of honor speeches. Harry and Ginny looked around for Ron and Hermione, who were supposed to be standing behind them. But they weren't there.

"Hmmm, I wonder where they went?" asked Ginny, smiling

Harry looked like he was about to start laughing. "Well, I guess we can skip the maid of honor and best man speeches. Apparently, they are a bit preoccupied."

"And Ronniekins is probably living out his lifelong dream," said Ginny, winking.

"I love the way your mind works," Harry said, kissing Ginny.

The rest of the night went fairly well. Harry and Ginny flew off on his Firebolt to their honeymoon spot, a nice hotel in Paris. They both wanted something simple, and not too extravagant. After all, they were only staying for two nights. Ginny didn't want to leave James with Percy and Penelope for that long.

Harry and Ginny's honeymoon went fairly well, although they cut it short. Ginny didn't want to leave James with people he barely even knew for very long. Percy and Penelope might be James's family, but Ginny didn't feel too comfortable leaving him with them for very long. He was still very young. Harry and Ginny's honeymoon was filled with walks around the Eiffel Tower and hot cups of cocoa in tiny tea shops. And of course, thosemad rushes to the bedroom. (A.N. I don't feel like writing a sex scene, so let your imagination fly.)

Finally, Harry and Ginny made their way back home... to the Burrow. Harry was more determined than ever to finally find his family a home of their own. As much as he loved Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, he felt a bit self conscious about living with his wife's parents.

With a loud pop! Harry and Ginny Apparated back to the Burrow where they saw Percy, Penelope, Mrs. Weasley (who was cradling James in her arms), and Mr. Weasley talking amiably at the kitchen table. Bill and Fleur came out of the hall, holding William, who seemed happy to see James. Fleur smiled when she saw Harry and Ginny.

"Zee Beel, zey are back already! I told you zat zey wouldn't be gone long! I 'ope you don't mind zat I brought Weeliam over to play wiz James. Zey 'ad zo much fun togezzer, Geeny."

"I'm sure they, did. And no, I didn't mind. James does look happy. Thank you for watching him, Percy, Penelope," Ginny answered.

Mrs. Weasley ran over to the fireplace, where the flames had suddenly turned an alarming shade of purple.

"It's from Dumbledore," she said.