Disclaimer: All the Characters and places come strictly from J.K.R.'s mind. If they were mine, I wouldn't be typing this on my computer at home. The plot strictly belongs to me, that's it.

Chapter 6:

A Place Big Enough

Hermione and Ron now had a daily routine. Each of them would go to work in the morning until about five or six in the evening. When they came home, they took turns going to Hermione's flat and The Burrow to discuss wedding plans. Now, they were discussing all of the people that should be invited. The list grew significantly longer every time they met and they were now facing a wedding of almost two hundred people.

"Goodness, you'd think it was Harry getting married, not us." Ron exclaimed after a long discussion of whether or not to invite Argus Filch. Ultimately, the answer turned out to be a no.

"Well Ron, I do believe that Harry's wedding will be a lot larger than ours. After all, he did save the wizarding world. Twice in fact."

"Yeah, well we helped that last time. I won't let him forget it either."

"Yes well, I'm sure that Harry won't let you forget all those times he had to save your hide either." Ron's ears turned a deep crimson red as Hermione continued to speak.

"Well I've gone over the list plenty of times and we haven't added anyone new in two days. Now the question is where are we going to find a place that's big enough to hold nearly two hundred fully grown wizards that won't be accidentally stumbled upon by and unsuspecting muggle? I don't want us to have to ask our guest to refrain from using magic. I want us to have a really good party!"

"Well, all of my brothers got married at the Burrow, but I don't think that we had more than fifty or so people that attended. Trying to squeeze two hundred people into our house would be nearly impossible."

"I guess that we're just going to have to find a hall or-"

"Hang on a minute Hermione. Hall, as in Great Hall? Like at Hogwarts perhaps? That's plenty big enough."

"Ron, I'm afraid that this arises two problems. One, term is in session in October. How are we going to get all those children out for an entire day? And even if we manage to have it at Hogwarts, how do you suppose we get all of those people there? My family is all muggles and they can't aparate there, you can't apparate anyway because it clearly states so in-"

"Hogwarts: A History. Yeah, I know. Listen, I'll write to Professor McGonagall. She'll be able to find a way to work it out." (Professor McGonagall had become Headmistress since the days of Dumbledore.)

Ron got up and went to his bedroom to retrieve some parchment and a bottle of black ink. (He and Hermione had been using pink downstairs.) Then, the two of them began to compose a letter. After many crossing-outs and spell checking, the two finally felt that they had written a very good letter. Hermione pulled it towards her and read through it one last time.

Professor McGonagall:

We are writing to you with a request for your help. You see, the two of us finally came to our senses. We are getting married on the twenty-fifth of October. You, of course, will be invited, but see part of our problem is that cannot find a place large enough to accommodate all of our guests. The two of us were wondering if there was any possible way for us to hold our wedding at Hogwarts. It seems to be the perfect location for us to hold our special day. If you could find a way to hold our wedding there and transport nearly two hundred people, we would greatly appreciate. Thank you for your time.

Sincerely,

Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley

Ron pulled the letter towards him and sealed it. He walked over to Pig, tied it to his leg, and then proceeded to throw the tiny owl out the window.

"Now all we have to do is wait."

Hermione could not sleep very well that night. In her mind, Hogwarts was the perfect place to hold the wedding. That's where she met Ron and fell in love with him. It seemed now quite obvious to get married there. She had been quite silly to even suggest anywhere else. Now that she knew exactly what she wanted, Hermione was restless because it seemed that McGonagall's reply would not come soon enough.

It had been two days since Ron sent the owl to Professor McGonagall. Now, Hermione was sitting in the garden at the Burrow. She and Ron had just had a lovely picnic and he had gone inside to go to the bathroom. Suddenly, something small and feathery collided with the side of Hermione's head.

"Pig!" she exclaimed as she recognized the small ball of feathers. Attached to his leg was clearly a reply from Hogwarts.

"RON! RON GET OFF THE TOILET AND COME OUT HERE QUICKLY! PIG HAS THE ANSWER!"

Hermione watched as Ron came hurtling out of the back door still buttoning his pants, toilet paper attached to his shoe. She laughed out loud at the sight of him. When Ron finally sat down, Hermione unattached the reply. She opened the letter with trembling hands.

My Dearest Students,

Hello and Congrats! It's about time you came to your senses Mr. Weasley! I personally thought that you were going to let Miss Granger get away. Any way, I have a very good piece of news for the two of you. Coincidently, Hogwarts is sending its student's home the week before Halloween and it just happens that they leave the Day before your wedding! (It's a new holiday that we're celebrating with a vacation.
After all, Halloween is our holiday!) I have also solved your transportation crisis. Have all of your party guests come to platform 9 ¾ on October the Twenty-Fourth. You can all simply ride the Hogwarts Express. I do hope that this plan suites you. We could do with a wedding around here. You can send my invitation to Hogwarts of course. If you address it to the Headmistress, it will be sure to find me.

Minerva McGonagall

Hermione let out a shriek of glee. They were really going to do this at Hogwarts! (Although she had a feeling that this vacation tradition had just started this year.) Hermione flung her arms around Ron in her joy and he squeezed her back.

"Are you happy?" she asked him.

"I'm just happy we found a place big enough."

Hermione threw her head back and laughed.