Chapter 5: The …Wedding?

Dear Journal,

Wow, I can't believe it's already been over 3 years! Lily and Hermione Jr. are great! It's been a hassle, let me tell you that, but thanks to Hermione and Ron I've gotten it under control. Each day the girls look more and more like their father. They have his mothers' eyes, and my hair, thank god! Their hair is really dark, almost black, but at least it's straight. They seem to have gotten the magic gene though (and let me tell you, they're quite good at it…mind you I am their mother so I would think that!)! That has made for a few scary times though, like when I came in and Lily had Hermione floating in the air! Albus has already informed me that they already have their names down for Hogwarts, so that's a relief.

Well journal, remember that day the twins were born and Harry told me he had a fiancé? Well I've been invited to their wedding, and was told to bring the girls. It's being held tomorrow at the Weasleys, since they have a big enough place. It's going to be so hard to sit there and watch him marry someone without knowing the truth about the girls! I just might crack with all this pressure! Hermione says I wont, but you never know!

On a happier note, I have a few more months until I become a healer! Hermione (who already is one, since she started before me) said she's going to throw a huge party for me. I just told her that if she does we'd have to have it somewhere where everyone can fit. We laughed for a while about that.

Well Hermione and Ron started to date 'officially' about 2 years ago. I was so happy for them that I got teary eyed! Hermione and Ron laughed but in the end I got Hermione to come over to the teary eyed side.

Oh, I almost forgot the happiest note yet in this entry. I'M THIN! I lost all the fat I had gained while I was pregnant and now I'm smaller then that blond bimbo Harry is marrying; or so Ron says.

I have to get some sleep now. I don't want to be tired at the wedding (which I'm jumping for joy about).

Forever Yours,

-Abby

The next day Abby got up and got the girls ready for the wedding. It started at 11, which made her mad since it takes a long time to get two 3-year-old girls ready. Hermione said she'd help, but Abigail let her sleep in (since she had come in late from her date with Ron the night before).

At 9:30 Abby got Hermione up, who was shocked to see both girls ready and playing quietly in their room. As she came into the bathroom, she saw Abby putting on the last touches of her make-up. She thought her best friend had never looked more beautiful. She was wearing a knee-length, spaghetti strap, midnight blue dress that hugged all the right curves; had her brown hair just down straight; and was only wearing blush, mascara and lip gloss.

"You're going to show up the bride!" teased Hermione. She watched Abby look at her in the mirror.

"Nah, But I'll give her a run for her money!" She told her as they laughed. "You should start getting ready; I know how long you take." She teased after they stopped laughing. She watched Hermione stick her tongue out at her and start pouring the water for her shower.

"I have to ask, how'd you get the girls ready and make them play quietly in their room?"

"Easy, I promised them we'd go to the café I worked at before I became a healer and said they could get mommy's usual." They both laughed then finished getting ready. At quarter to 11, they all left by portkey to the wedding.

At the Wedding

Ron and Harry were getting ready in Ron's old room. Harry was pacing back and forth, while Ron tried to calm him down.

"Relax mate! Everything is going to be fine," said Ron as he watched his best friend pace.

"Think she'll come?" asked Harry.

"Course, she's the bride!" said Ron, with a look that clearly said 'duh'.

"No, not Amanda! Abigail. Think she'll come?" he asked, looking at Ron.

"Well, I don't see why she wouldn't…" he said as they looked out the window. "Here, they must have just got here. I can see them taking their seats, right by the aisle."

Suddenly there was a knock from the door. "You boys ready?" asked Mr. Weasly.

"We're on our way!" yelled Ron as he pushed Harry out the door. "Don't worry mate, everything will be fine!" Ron told him, silently wishing he believed it himself.

Down in the audience

"Mommy, whose weddings this?" asked Lily

"This is one of my old friends wedding" Abby answered.

"Then whys we here, mommy?" asked Hermione.

"Because I told him I would come sweetie," she told her other daughter.

"Excuse me, which side are you with miss? Bride or Groom?" Abby turned to answer when she saw that it was Mr. Weasley! She gave him a huge smile before letting go of her daughters' hands.

"Mr. Weasley, I can't believe it's really you! I haven't seen you in years!" she exclaimed while she gave him a huge hug.

"Uh…"

"It's me, Abby!" she said letting go of him.

"Abby? As in Abigail Porter? Wow, you've grown so much! You have daughters now, too! I must go fetch Molly; she'll want to see you before the wedding starts." With that he went into the crowd to find his wife before Abby could protest. A few seconds later they both came back, and she found herself being squeezed by Mrs. Weasley.

"Oh deary, I can't believe it's really you! Two little girls too! You and your husband must have your hands full!" She exclaimed.

"Actually Mrs. Weasley-"

"Molly dear"

"Right, Molly…you see it's just me, well Hermione too, we're still roommates," Abby told the woman in front of her.

"Oh! I'm sorry to hear that deary."

"It's alright Mrs. We- Molly"

"Mommy, my legs hurt!" exclaimed Lily.

Molly watched as Abigail picked up one of her daughters. She smiled remembering when her children were that small. She looked closely at the little girl in Abby's arms, noticing the little girl had familiar bright green eyes. Molly was shocked, surely it couldn't be…

"Molly, if you excuse me, we should probably go find some seats" Abby interrupted her thoughts.

"Of coarse dear! We'll see you after the wedding." Molly told her, as she watched the single mother go to find a seat. She turned to her husband, and asked, "Did that child-"

"Have familiar eyes? Yes, I thought so too…oh! Look at the time; I must go get Harry and Ron!" With that Arthur left his wife to her thoughts as he went and up to the house.

Harry couldn't believe it, this was the day he was going to marry Amanda Daniels! She perfect woman…but if she was so perfect, why wasn't he happier?

"Harry, it's time," Mr. Weasley told him. He watched as the young man in front of him took a deep breath. He smiled at Harry and said, "Don't worry, everything will be alright,"

Harry smiled at the man that was like a second father to him, and then turned to his best man, Ron. "Ready?"

"When you are" came his reply. Then they walked down the aisle, Ron and the rest of the groomsmen followed by Harry. As they stood at the front Ron watched as his best friend looked around through the crowd and then stop at the person he was looking for. Ron looked and saw it was Abby and her two daughters, his goddaughters.

Harry smiled at her; glad she had decided to come. He watched as she gave him a quick smile before turning and telling one of her daughters something. He felt butterflies in his stomach when she smiled at him, and smiled to himself. Then he heard the music start. He looked at the aisle and watched as the people slowly came down the aisle. First the flower girl and the ring bearer, each with red hair (they were, after all, Weasley's), then the bridesmaids, and then came Amanda's maid of honour. Finally, Amanda started walking down the aisle, on the arm of her father. He watched her and smiled. She smiled back at him, but he felt no butterflies like he did with Abby.

Once she was up at the alter with him, he watched her father lift her veil, give her a quick peck on her lips and then she turned and gave her bouquet to her maid of honour. They smiled at each other before turning towards the minister.

Finally, after listening to the minister go on and on, Ron heard the words of the minister.

"If anyone knows why this couple cannot be joined in holy matrimony, let them speak now or forever hold their peace."