A/N Thanks to reviewers:

Crazy harry potter fan Well, wouldn't it be odd if they DIDN'T get back together…. Hehe!

VictoriaM2006 Oh my Gosh you're so right!!! Oh my!!! What on earth was I thinking?? Haha I feel so stupid… erm, but I don't know how to make it right now, I mean, I've done eight chapters wrong!! I shall just have to apologise to everyone… I really feel stupid… oh dear…… But thanks for pointing it out!! Oh dear, well at least I have an excuse, I'm blonde!! Not that any of you know that….

FranCheesecake Well, there won't be much of the Dursley's in here, but I have explained some funny points hehe, I hope you like it!

Weddings and Beddings

Over the few months that he lived at Privet Drive again, Harry received many letters from Ginny, never returning the favour. It was starting to piss him off quite a bit now. The first letter he had thought, 'oh, it's nice that she misses me, but it's her own fault', but by the time he received the eighth letter, she was just beginning to sound desperate.

On the upper hand however, Harry found it very different to be back with his Aunt and Uncle now that he was eighteen. Over the past two years when he hadn't seen them he had shot up, and was now almost towering even Uncle Vernon (which he found a great advantage). Knowing that Harry was now allowed to use magic outside the school really unnerved all of the Dursley's; they always tiptoed around him now, and gave him food whenever he asked for it. And when Ron showed up at the door after a month of Harry living back with them demanding that they treat him well because he saved the world, all three of them almost ran away from him! Ron had stayed for tea that night, talking about his ever closer wedding to Hermione, and all the while the Dursley's stared at him like he was going to curse them if they said one word.

Harry slowly got up out of his bed one morning at the end of October to find a small, and very hyper, owl tapping at the window. A smile spread across his face as he opened the window and Ron's owl, Pig, flew excitedly into the room.

Harry took the two letters from Pig's mouth and handed him some of Hedwig's treats that were lying on his desk. As the little owl flew around his head, Harry opened the first letter and read.

Dear Harry.

I know I've written to you so many times now, you must be going out of your mind, and if you're reading this then I feel privileged that you haven't thrown it in the bin already. Hermione was sending you a letter about her and Ron's wedding so I thought I'd attach one as well.

I just wanted you to know that, at their wedding, I won't talk to you at all if you don't talk to me first, I've sent you enough letters for you to know how I feel and how sorry I am about what I said. But, I also wanted you to know how upset I would be if you didn't talk to me, now that's not a plea Harry, just a comment.

Erm, I can't really think of anything else to say, so I'd better go. I'd love to see you at their wedding Harry, and please don't go just because of me, Hermione would be devastated, and I wouldn't like to think of how Ron would take it.

Yours,

Ginny

Harry read the letter through twice and then heaved a great sigh. He didn't see the point in this. If she wanted to apologise so badly then why didn't she just come to his house? Ron did. He sighed again and threw the letter on the floor, which was covered in white balls of paper by now. He then took the other letter from his desk and opened that.

Dear Harry,

I'm writing to inform you of the set date for mine and Ron's wedding. It will take place on 9th November this year. As you know (or I hope you do) you are Ron's best man, and he would be devastated, more than me, if you didn't show up. I'm not saying you won't show up, because I know you will, but… Oh Harry please come! I know what Ginny said to you was unforgivable but just forget about her for that one day, or make up for my sake! No, not my sake, Ron's sake. Honestly, he didn't know what to do with himself when you weren't here Harry, and when we thought you were going to die, he was coping worse than Ginny and I put together! He needs you Harry, otherwise he might not even marry me! Well, you get my drift… Anyway, hoping you will come Harry. It's at the Church just around the corner from the Burrow, you know, the one on the lane about five minutes away. Well, I'll see you then Harry.

Love

Hermione.

Harry smiled as he put down the letter. It was clear how much she wanted him to go, because she started the letter very formal, and ended it very informal and chatty. Well, there was no need for either of those letters except for the date and place of the wedding, because there was no way he was going to miss his two best friends getting married.

Harry stretched his way out of his bed and casually strolled down the stairs, where all the Dursley's were sitting at the table in the kitchen eating their breakfast. Harry grinned to himself and decided that today, he wanted to have some fun with the Dursley's.

As he walked into the kitchen, they all slowly stopped eating and stared at him, and Uncle Vernon tried his luck for the day, "What do you want?" He said roughly to Harry.

"Where's my breakfast?" Harry yelled at them, smiling inwardly.

Aunt Petunia squealed and jumped up from her chair. "Here, I'll make some for you!" She said.

"No Petunia you mustn't!" Vernon shouted at her, rising from his chair.

"And why's that?" Harry questioned, his smile getting wider inside, he pulled out his wand, "Get me some food."

Dudley instantly tried to run away, but turned around so fast he ran straight into a door. Uncle Vernon let out a girlish squeal and Aunt Petunia screamed and tried to cook faster.

"You're too slow," Harry said and flicked his wand. All three of the Dursley's screamed and hid their faces. Harry raised and eyebrow and tried, with difficulty, to hide his laugh. By the time the three of them looked at him again, they found there was nothing wrong with them, and Harry was eating a fully cooked breakfast at the table.

"You can't do that!" Uncle Vernon bellowed.

"All I did was get myself some breakfast, nothing wrong with that," Harry smiled, "You need to calm down."

And with that he ate his breakfast and went upstairs laughing. He liked having occasional times scaring them, getting them back for how they treated him when he was younger. He made the right choice coming back here.

It was the morning of Ron and Hermione's wedding, and Harry was up late and should have been at the church five minutes ago, but to make everything worse, he couldn't find their rings.

Harry searched high and low in his bedroom for them, ran around the house frantically shouting, but he couldn't find them anywhere.

"This is ridiculous!" He shouted in the kitchen in the presence of Dudley. Then, it came to him like a lightening bolt. He was a wizard!

"Accio wedding rings!" Harry said loudly, holding up his wand.

Then before he knew it, Dudley was flying over to him grasping something.

Dudley landed on his backside right in front of Harry, his hands lifted to Harry's. Harry shook his head and opened Dudley's hands to reveal the rings. "You're going to pay for that!" Harry shouted at him before disapparating, leaving Dudley in complete shock and holding his ears from the sudden 'pop'.

"Hermione, I'm sorry, but I'm not getting married without Harry," He heard Ron say from outside the door to the church.

"No! Please, Ron, I didn't actually think you wouldn't marry me!" Hermione pleaded.

Harry burst through the door and everyone went silent, all staring at him. There were so many people here, he was sure the Weasley's didn't know this many people. The people in the back rows were especially looking at him, Harry was sure he recognised them from somewhere.

"Harry!" Ron smiled from across the church.

"Where have you been?" Hermione walked up to him and asked, a look of anger on her face.

"Dudley," Ron and Hermione looked confused, "It doesn't matter, just start again, please!" Harry ushered Hermione back to the back of the church. She looked at Ginny and waved her hand. Ginny rushed out of her seat and went to the back of the church. Harry looked at her with amazement. She looked so beautiful, her hair had been curled and was half up, and she was wearing a pink dress. She really was beautiful.

"Harry!" Ron's angry whisper made him come out of his mind and back to the church. He smiled and ran over.

Ginny was the only bridesmaid as Hermione walked down the aisle. Harry hadn't noticed before, but Hermione was looked gorgeous as well. She was wearing the white dress, not too puffy but not too straight either, the veil on her head covered her face and made her look quite like an angel. You could see the smile she wore on her face quite distinctly, however, through the white veil.

They reached the front of the church and Ginny went back to sit in her seat next to Mr and Mrs Weasley. Harry watched her go, but never once caught her eye. The ceremony began and soon finished, and for the first time in his life, he saw his two best friends kiss, with everything they had. Harry smiled at them, and looked around to Ron's parents, they were swooning over the two of them and Mrs Weasley was crying more than he'd seen her cry before.

"Harry!" Ron called as he and Hermione started to walk back, he waved his hand for Harry to join them.

Harry rolled his eyes but walked over to them all the same. He linked arms with Hermione and Ron said, "Thanks for coming mate."

Harry smiled as they walked out into the sunlight and replied, "You think I…"

There were flashes everywhere, reporters coming at him from every angle. It was like they were swarming in on him, trying to capture him. Harry looked at Ron, who was looking straight back, with a surprised look on his face. Harry shook his head and looked away. How could Ron do this to him? Was that why he wanted him at the wedding so much? So that the reporters could get their share of him?

"Mr Potter, PLEASE take a minute or two…"

"Mr Potter, how do you feel about your best friends getting married?"

"Mr Potter!"

"Mr Potter!"

Harry was like a caged lion, everyone trying to get a good look at him after his fight. He pushed and shoved past all the reporters and ran as fast as he could away from then. He was getting good at this, not knowing where he was going, apart from away from people.

This time he ended up in the broom shed outside the Burrow, goodness knew how he found his way there. He was only there for a few minutes when the door opened. He was ready to punch the reporter and disapparate away, but to his surprise, Ginny stood before him.

"Oh great," Harry mumbled.

"Sorry, Ron told me to come," Ginny said without looking at him.

"Well, Ron tells lots of people to 'come'" Harry huffed.

"Ron didn't tell the reporters to come!" Ginny said louder than she'd meant to.

"Don't you shout at me, Ginny!" Harry warned.

Ginny bit her lip and sat down next to Harry. He looked at her from the corner of his eye, why was she here?

"Word got out about their wedding, and people guessed that you would be there," Ginny explained.

"How did word get out? Invitations?" Harry said sarcastically.

"Yes," Ginny answered seriously. "Some stupid sod probably went to the Dailey Prophet and told them! I bet it was Dean Thomas, stupid prat."

Harry let out a quick laugh, Ginny was funny, sometimes.

"But honestly, Ron didn't know, neither did Hermione, they only found out when they turned up. Dad tried to kick them out but they wouldn't budge, so they promised not to take pictures until the end of the wedding," Ginny explained some more.

Harry nodded and realised that he had probably been a little harsh in running off to the broom shed, but that was the only way he could get away from the reporters.

They sat in silence for a few minutes, neither of them knowing what to say to the other.

"Harry, I know you've read this enough times, but I AM sorry for what I said," Ginny said quietly.

And Harry believed her. He could see she had changed since then, maybe not talking to him had made her realise that she was being immature and stupid saying what she did.

"You look beautiful today," It slipped out of Harry's mouth before he could stop it.

Even in the dim light Harry could see her blush, "Thank you," She said quietly.

"I've missed you," Harry said, adding on, "Like this."

Ginny smiled and kissed Harry's cheek, "So have I."

"You won't regret this in the evening?" Ginny whispered in his ear.

"I didn't regret it two years ago, I won't regret it today," Harry replied quietly, starting to pant.

"I love you Harry," Ginny whispered between breaths, "I'll never fight with you again."

"I love you too Ginny, I'll never leave you, ever."

A/N Not the end of the story yet, hehe, I always make it seem like it is, but there's a lot to go yet! I have a big action scene coming up, probably not in the next chapter, the one after. I'd just like to say thank you to all my reviewers, but especially VictoriaM2006. She made me realise that I have half the plot wrong!! I've been saying that Harry would be in his last year at Hogwarts this year, well I lied!! Sorry!! Hogwarts has no eighth year, and I'm so sorry! I don't know what made me think that, I was obviously just caught up with the actual plot that I didn't think right. Well I'm very sorry, what it actually is, is that Harry, Ron and Hermione would have been out of school for a year already, and Ginny would have just finished school, I'm really sorry, I'll get it right in the next chapters! Thanks VictoriaM2006! And thanks to everyone for reading!