Adopted Chapter 11: Greatest, a harry potter fanfic

Thanx for the reviews!

Just want everyone to know: I'M OBSESSED WITH GLEE! OMG! LOVE THAT SHOW! Altho I love it and Twilight, Harry Potter will always be my 1st love. It will never change! I think Puck and Quinn are so cute together. Rachel belongs with Finn. Will belongs with Emma. Santana can sing! I loved her singing "Bad Romance" and "Don't Stop Believin'" (Regionals version) And Mercedes is my fav singer so far! Quinn has the prettiest hair besides for Emma Watson and my sister. Haha. I think Sue is a really nice person DEEP down. Finn is so cute! Puck is so cute. Artie is so cute in that shy, nerdy way. I think Tina's audition singing "I Kissed A Girl" was hysterical, especially with the crotch bang. Haha. Did ya'll know Kurt was actually supposed to be an Indian guy? I was watching the bonus features (I have volume 1 on dvd) and they were looking for an Indian guy and they brought in a guy with blond hair and blue eyes. When Chris Colfer walked in, one of the casting directors said, "You look like you played Rolf in The Sound of Music." Chris said, "I actually played Kurt." And thats how Kurt was born. Haha. Anyway, I love the script and the music. I'm OBSESSED! Btw, Puck's cutest moment was singing to Quinn "Beth" about their daughter.

Anyway, just wanted to tell ya'll that.

Well, my baby almost done. :((( Ima miss writing this story. It's my fav so far!

This story now has a M-rating!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. JK Rowling does. And the song Iris belongs to the Goo Goo Dolls.

Anyway, here's chapter eleven!

Chapter Eleven

Greatest

"Will you marry me?"

She gave a sharp intake of breath.

She didn't say anything for a while, just stared at him. She wouldn't even breathe. It looked like Hermione was not going to say anything. After a minute or two, Harry looked away, embarrassed that he had said the wrong thing. "Uh, nev-nevermind, just forget I said anything. It's too soon." He lifted the starstruck teen off of his lap on gently placed her on the couch. He stood up and began to walk away. Muttering under his breath, "Stupid," as he began to walk to the stairs. He stopped, however, when he heard a single word uttered,

"Yes."

He turned around slowly and looked at her. She was staring at him with a soft, watery smile on her face. She looked so beautiful sitting there smiling at him with unshed tears in her eyes and staring at him. "...wh-what?" Harry asked not believing his ears.

"Yes," she replied standing up. "Yes, Harry, I'll marry you."

He slowly walked to her, getting faster and faster. She moved forward, too, meeting him in the middle. Harry cupped her face in his hands and melded his lips onto hers. Hermione opened her mouth and Harry's tongue invaded her mouth. They kissed passionately until Harry pulled back and asked, "Are you sure? You don't think we're moving too fast?"

Hermione sighed and rolled her eyes playfully. "Harry, we've been best friends for almost nine years. How slow do you want to go?" They laughed.

"But I meant, we have not even really tried dating," he reasoned. "It's hasn't been a week, yet."

"Yes, I know that. But I know you're the one I want to be with for the rest of my life. You're the one I want to raise Georgiana and possibly other little Potters with. You're the one I want to be sitting with on my back porch telling this story to our grandchildren. You're the one I want to grow old with." She wrapped her arms around his waist and pulled him even closer. "You're the one I want to see beside me every morning for the rest of my life." Tears were rolling down her cheeks as she poured her heart out.

Harry smiled and nodded. "Me, too." Then he remembered something. "Oh!" He reached into his pocket and pulled out a cube-shaped, black, velvet box. "Here." He opened it and revealed one of the most beautiful diamond rings Hermione had ever seen. The band was made of silver and had a design of lilies around it. In the center was a square, twelve-caret diamond that shone brightly. "It was my mother's engagement ring. She would love you to have it." He grabbed her right hand and placed it on her fourth finger. It slid easily on her finger. "Perfect fit," he said softly.

She looked up at him and smiled. "Thank you, Harry. I just hope Lily Potter would like it if I wore it."

"As I said, she would love you to have it." He kissed her again, but this time he picked her up in his arms, lifting her feet off of the ground and twirling her around in circles, making her laugh and hold on tightly to him.

The news spread quickly of the Chosen One and his best friend getting married. Of course, Georgiana was the first to know, then the Grangers, and then the Weaselys. It got leaked to the Daily Prophet as someone had heard George and Angelina talking about it at the joke shop. It was quickly on every newspaper and magazine in the Wizarding world. Harry and Hermione did not care. It was the truth. That was all that mattered.

The wedding was to be in May, when the weather would be nice and cool at the Potter Manor. Hermione and her mother immediately got to work on the wedding details. What the dress would look like. Who would be in the wedding party. What the center pieces would look like at the reception. What Georgiana's flower girl dress would look like. Georgiana had so much fun with her mother and grandmother picking out things for the wedding. Her mother looked so beautiful in her wedding dress, she knew her father would love it. They picked the wedding party. Luna would be the Maid of Honor and Ron would be the Best Man. Pretty much whoever was in Ron and Luna's wedding party was in Harry and Hermione's. However, Seamus and Dean were ushers. Kingsley Shacklebolt, the Minister of Magic and a friend of Harry and Hermione was to officiate the wedding. Teddy was the ring bearer. He would be a year old when the wedding would take place. However, Georgiana would hold his hand down the aisle.

There was not many people invited. McGonagall, Hagrid, the Weaselys, Andromeda Tonks, the remaining members of the Order, some of their classmates, and Mr. Lovegood were invited. The wedding and reception was to be at the Potter Manor in the backyard.

Harry stayed at the Weaselys for the wedding eve, while Hermione and Georgiana had the Manor all to themselves. They had a girls night, watching a movie called A Little Princess. Hermione cried towards the end. It had been Hermione's favorite movie since it came out in nineteen ninety-five. She had fallen in love with the story and had read the book to Georgiana who was just as excited to watch it.

The two packed a suitcase for the younger one as she was to spend a week and a half with her grandparents while her parents went to Cornwall for their honeymoon. What Georgiana did not know was that in the last four days of the honeymoon, the Grangers were going to drive Georgiana there to meet her parents and they were to spend the rest of their honeymoon together with them as a family, which is why they added the half week. Hermione let Georgiana sleep in her bed that night, concluding the girls' night.

The next morning, Mrs. Granger Flooed over to the Manor and woke up mother and daughter at eight. The wedding was at five o'clock that night. "Hermione, Georgiana, wake up..." Charlotte called gently to them.

Hermione stirred and rolled over on her bed. She opened her eyes. "Hmm...?"

"Good morning, dear. It's time to wake up. You've got to get ready for your wedding," she said softly pulling back her daughter's hair from her face and kissing her temple.

Hermione woke up a little more as she realized she was getting married that day. She grinned happily. She sat up and her mother pulled back the drapes, flooding light into the room. Hermione squinted a bit and the two Granger women saw Georgiana stir. Hermione felt, rather than saw. Georgiana rolled over like her mother and opened her eyes. She shut them back closed and squeezed them tight at the bright light. "What time is it, Mummy?" she asked.

"Time for you to get up, Georgie." Like her own mother did, she leant down and brushed her daughter's hair out of her face and kissed her temple. "Wake up." Then she tickled her sides, making her giggle and fully got her up. Georgiana was going to miss mornings like this. She stretched and they all got up and left the room to eat breakfast.

Charlotte made a hearty breakfast that consisted of eggs, bacon, sausage, and toast. They ate breakfast happily and took showers and baths. At eleven, Luna, Ginny, Lavender, Angelina, Mrs. Weasely, and Andromeda, with Teddy, arrived at the Manor. They waved their wands over themselves, scourgifying the soot from the fireplace.

When Teddy saw his Aunt Hermione, he wiggled out of his grandmother's arms and ran to her arms, calling out incomprehensible gibberish. Hermione picked him up and kissed his forehead. Besides for his grandmother and Harry, Hermione was Teddy's favorite person in the world. "Hey, Teddy! Have you been a good boy?" Of course, he did not answer, as he had no idea what she was saying.

At noon, they each ate a small sandwich. At one, they got to work on make-up. Mrs. Weasely and Charlotte directed people to where they needed to be as they arrived with various foods and chairs. Hermione was getting more and more nervous as the clock ticked. She knew she was marrying the right man. She knew she was ready to get married. She was just nervous about that night. She and her mother went to a lingerie store and got her the cutest thing there. It was sure to knock Harry's socks off. It was emerald-green, the color of his eyes. It was a corset and matching, silk panites. It did not cover much, but that was not the point. Yet, Hermione was still nervous. She hoped Harry would like her body and if she was any good doing...that. She supposed Harry would not care. But she was not sure.

At ten to four, the wedding dress was put on. It was made of a silk material and went to the floor, obviously. It was strapless and was plain and simple. It flared out as it got down. Her hair was in ringlets and was half-up. Professor McGonagall arrived early and wanted to speak to the bride. They let her in the room. In her hands was a medium-sized, velvet, black box. "Hermione..."

Hermione turned to look at her former Headmistress and Head of House and smiled warmly. "Hello, Professor."

"Hello, dear, you look beautiful."

"Thank you."

"I wanted to give you something. In the Potter family, it is custom to give the bride to be a present from the Potters. As they can't be here and Harry can't be here, I am here on their behalf. I have talked to Harry about this, as he had no idea and thought it would be good to give you this." She held out the velvet box to her. "I'm sure Lily Potter would be proud if you wore it on your wedding day."

Hermione took the box and opened up. Her breath caught in her throat at what she saw. It was a tiara and made of gold diamonds. It was really beautiful. Hermione had to strain to keep herself from crying and ruining her make-up. "Thank you, it's beautiful, Professor." Her mother took it and put it on her head. It fit her head perfectly, made her hair shine more brightly. "You look beautiful, Mummy," Georgiana said as she looked at her mother with the tiara on.

"Thank you, Georgie. You do, too," she smiled warmly, defeated as a tear rolled down her cheek, ruining her mascara. However, with a quick wave of a wand, it was refreshed and looked as if it had not happened.

At four thirty, the wedding party went downstairs where the boys were waiting. Harry, however, was by the white archway waiting. Seamus and Dean were seating people. Colin Creevey had just graduated and currently works for a photography company and he was hired to photograph Harry Potter and Hermione Granger's wedding for them. Ginny was to walk with Draco, as always. Luna with Ron. Lavender with Seamus. Angelina with George. Hermione had been carrying Teddy and set him on the ground next to Georgiana, who took his hand. Jacob Granger walked to his daughter and kissed her cheek. "You look beautiful, darling."

"Thank you, Daddy," she replied with a blush.

They all lined up and waited for everyone to get seated. Hermione and Jacob were behind a wall, off to the side so that Harry couldn't see her before it was time. Hermione's stomach kept turning. She was lucky she didn't feel like she needed to throw up minutes before her wedding started. She breathed in and out slowly and deeply. Five o'clock rolled around and the music started. Neville took the liberty of seating Charlotte Granger on the bride's side. Next came Georgiana and Teddy. They walked down the aisle. Teddy saw his godfather and waved to him. Harry waved back smiling at him and his daughter, who smiled back. She went on the opposite side as Teddy was held back by Harry. Ron and Luna walked down the aisle. Then Draco and Ginny. Then Neville and Lavender. Then George and Angelina.

Finally, the music changed and Hermione and her father went to the closed double doors. She looped her arm through his and took a deep breath. The doors opened and she saw almost a hundred chairs in her backyard. Their occupants were standing up looking at her, smiling. She looked at Harry who harbored a slightly shocked look. He didn't want to look like a loser, so he tried to contain his expression, but he almost could not. He smiled as she walked down the aisle to him and the archway, leaving Ron to handle Teddy, who waved at his grandmother in the audience. He watched as Kingsley asked Mr. Granger, "Who gives this woman away to this man?"

"Her mother and I do," Jacob replied kissing her cheek and sat down next to his wife, leaving his daughter with the man he most trusted her with. Harry took her hand and they faced each other.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to celebrate the joining of this man and this woman in holy matrimony..." Kingsley began.

"Now, please welcome for the first time: Mr. and Mrs. Harry Potter!" There were cheers as Harry and Hermione walked into the tent and immediately went to the dancefloor. A song started and Harry twirled Hermione into his arms. They smiled as they gazed into each other's eyes, swaying with the song,

And I'd give up forever to touch you

'Cause I know that you feel me somehow

You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be

And I don't want to go home right now

And all I can taste is this moment

And all I can breathe is your life

'Cause sooner or later it's over

I just don't wanna miss you tonight

And I don't want the world to see me

'Cause I don't think that they'd understand

When everything's meant to be broken

I just want you to know who I am

And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming

Or the moment of truth in your lies

When everything feels like the movies

Yeah, you bleed just to know you're alive

And I don't want the world to see me

'Cause I don't think that they'd understand

When everything's made to be broken

I just want you to know who I am

Everyone watched as Harry twirled Hermione around and dipped her a few times. They were on cloud nine, their eyes for no one else. Everyone could see they were in love. Everyone could see Harry's everlasting love for Hermione. Everyone could see Hermione's blushes and loving eyes for Harry. Georgiana smiled as she watched her parents dance their first dance as husband and wife. They could now be a proper family. Georgiana could get a brother or sister soon. As she watched her parents dance, she thought about her life before she met them. It was sad and lonely. The other children picked on her. Mrs. Jones showed her as much affection as she could. She always wondered why her biological parents dropped her off on a doorstep. She knew the reason just after she was adopted. But now...now she understood it. It was so two people like Harry and Hermione could find her. It was so she could get a chance to find love in her world.

It was so her family could find her.

And I don't want the world to see me

'Cause I don't think they'd understand

When everything's meant to be broken

I just want you to know who I am

And I don't want the world to see me

'Cause I don't think they'd understand

When everything's meant to be broken

I just want you to know who I am

As the song finished, Harry kissed Hermione passionately and there was an applause. They smiled as they remembered they were being watched. After that dance came the wedding party dance. The bridesmaids, groomsmen, the Grangers, Georgiana, and Teddy joined the newlyweds on the dancefloor. Teddy was a little on the short side for Georgiana, but she didn't mind it at all.

Next came the mother-son dance. Like the last time, Charlotte Granger danced with her new son-in-law. A while later as other mothers and sons were going onto the dancefloor, Andromeda picked up Teddy and brought him to the dancefloor to dance with him in her arms.

The father-daughter dance came and once again, Jacob brought Hermione to the dancefloor, but this time, they were what everyone was looking at. After a minute, Harry tapped Georgiana on her shoulder and they went to the dancefloor by Hermione and Jacob. Harry lifted her in his arms and danced with her. Hermione smiled and was almost in tears as she saw that Harry finally got his father-daughter dance with Georgiana.

Georgiana was so happy right now. She was safe in her Daddy's arms dancing with him. This was one of her dreams coming true. And she knew it was Harry's, too.

Once the wedding party's dances were over, the real party started. Modern dance music started and many young couples came to the dancefloor while, the children-and Ron-went to get food. Harry and Hermione ground against each other to the beat. They knew they were setting a bad example for the young ones, but they knew that they wouldn't do this. They were in love.

The cake-cutting came next. The wedding cake was amazing. It was four-tiered with a little "Harry" and little "Hermione" at the top. The cake was red velvet, Hermione's favorite. Harry's cake was a chocolate one with a big Golden Snitch made by Mrs. Weasely. The bouquet and garter toss were next. Lavender caught the bouquet, while Neville, embarrassingly caught the garter. Lavender kissed his cheek and pulled him to the dancefloor to dance.

Harry and Hermione were ready to leave at almost eleven to go to Cornwall. Harry and Hermione were both given a Sober Potion, as Harry was driving the SUV. Their bags were already in the back. Everyone came outside to wish them off. Harry and Hermione knelt down in front of their daughter and hugged her.

"I'm gonna miss you, Mummy, Daddy," she sniffled a bit.

"It's okay. We're going to miss you, too, sweetie. But, don't worry, you're going to see us real soon, okay?" Harry said, grinning as she didn't know their surprise.

"Yeah, we want you to be a good girl for Grandma and Grandpa, okay?" Hermione added.

Georgiana nodded sadly. "Okay, I will. I love you."

"I love you, too," they both said. They stood up and hugged the Grangers.

"We'll see you in a week," Hermione whispered in her mother's ear. "Thank you for watching her."

"It's no problem, dear. The next time we see you, you better be ready to have a baby," Charlotte Granger said making her daughter blush beet red as Harry had heard it as well.

"Come on, Hermione," Harry pulled her along and opened the passenger door for her and once she got her dress in, her shut it and went to the driver's side. He started the SUV and took off. Everyone waved at them. Hermione, through the side-view mirror, and Harry, through the rear-view mirror, watched their daughter stand there, watching them leave. She waved and had a small smile on her face. They looked at each other, laced their fingers together, and smiled.

It was almost two hours before they got to Cornwall. They were staying at the Potter's Summer Cottage which was right by the sea and had a private beach. It was a large, white house with an all-around porch. The shutters were dark and the light was on. Hermione gazed at awe as she had never seen the Cottage before. "Like it?" Harry asked with a smile.

"No, I love it," was her answer. It was three stories tall and had about a dozen rooms. "Why is the light on, though?"

"Oh, I asked Kreacher to get the house ready. It's okay, I'm paying him," he added before she scolded him for getting a house elf to do slave labor. She smiled when he said the last part. "Good," she said. They grabbed their bags and went into the house.

Kreacher walked up to them and bowed. "Master Harry, Mistress Hermione, welcome to the Potter's Summer Cottage. Kreacher has gotten the rooms ready and the fridge and pantry are stocked with food. The master bedroom, Kreacher thinks, you will find to your liking." They followed him up the stairs to the second story and into a magnificent room. There was a giant, king-sized, bed that had a wonderful red-and-gold-themed bedding and a white, see-through silhouette raining down on it. The newlyweds gasped in awe of the beauty of the room. It was huge. There was a big dresser off to the side with a large mirror over it. One door was off to the side that they knew was the bathroom as it was opened. Rose petals covered the floor and bed. The room was lit by many candles that smelled amazing.

"Kreacher knows it did not look this big from the outside, but it is a magical house. It has an Expanding Charm on it, but it looks small on the outside. Don't worry, the nearest neighbors are a mile away, so don't worry about being heard or seen," Kreacher explained. Harry and Hermione blushed at this.

"Erm, thank you, Kreacher, here," Harry reached into one of his bags and pulled out a coin pouch, "this is for you. Spend it on whatever you like." Kreacher widened his eyes as he saw all of the galleons pour into his hand.

"Yes, sir, thank you, sir. Kreacher will be at Grimmauld Place with Mistress Tonks and Master Teddy," he popped away and Harry and Hermione were left alone.

Harry took Hermione's bag and put it in the bathroom. Then, he went to his bride and cupped her face, kissing her passionately. His hands went to her back, to her zipper, and before he could put his hands on it, Hermione pulled away, "Wait, give me a minute. I have to put something a little more comfortable on." She smirked and left him, teasing him in the bedroom.

She shut the door and locked it with a powerful, locking charm. Then, she took her shoes off and put them off to the side, in one of the closets. Then, she opened her suitcase and took out the lingerie. She used her wand to unzip her wedding dress. She put it on a hanger and in the closet. Then she took off her underwear and put on the panties and then the corset. She looked at herself in the mirror. She could barely recognize herself. She smiled and decided to keep the tiara in her hair. It was too beautiful to take out. She kept her hair the same way it was. She rather liked it like that. She walked to the door and took the locking charm off and then unlocked it. With a deep breath, she opened the door and walked out.

Harry gasped at how beautiful his new bride was. She smiled, a little embarrassed. He was still in his tux, but had taken his jacket and shoes and socks off. He had undid his tie and the first few buttons of his shirt. Hermione walked over to him and kissed him on the mouth. After a hot kiss, Harry pulled away and kissed her neck, saying, "You're beautiful." That made Hermione to turn as red as she had ever been in her life. She unbuttoned his vest and slid it down his arms. His loosened tie came off next. Hermione had no idea where she was throwing these unwanted garments. She didn't care. All she cared about was the one she was taking them off of. Her husband. Her best friend. Her lover.

She unbuttoned his shirt and that was discarded somewhere as well. Harry grabbed her around the waist and hoisted her up into his arms. Her legs went around his waist and her arms around his neck. He carried her over to the bed and opened the silhouette and plopped her down on the bed on her back. Hermione felt the tiara cling to her head and did not fall off. She smiled up at him and he crawled on top of her and began to kiss her neck again, getting lower and lower. He passed her throat and felt her moan and felt himself getting harder than he already was. He got closer and closer to the tops of her breasts that were peeking out from her corset. Hermione laced her fingers through his black, silky locks, urging him to keep doing what he was doing. She felt his excitement on her inner thigh.

After a few minutes he stopped and sighed. "You have no idea what you do to me," he whispered. She giggled and pulled him up to kiss him. His hands went to her corset and undid the lace and began to unhook the bindings. Soon, he pulled the corset open, revealing her chest to him. She looked away, nervous. But he kissed her briefly before launching his mouth and tongue onto her breasts. He licked, nipped, kneaded, kissed each one, showing her how much he thought she was beautiful.

Hermione mewled and moaned, loving every minute of this. She lifted her upper body so that Harry could get the corset from underneath her and toss it somewhere off the bed. His rough, calloused hands rubbed all over her body. She loved it, but wanted more. Her hands flew to his belt and tugged it loose. Harry sighed with relief. She giggled again and unbuttoned his pants. Pulling them down with her feet, Harry pushed them off of him onto the floor. He was in black boxers. She could see him poking out in between the flap, hard as a rock. It wasn't all of him, just some of him. So, Hermione grabbed the waistband of Harry's boxers and he helped her push them down and off. She stared at his...monstrosity. "Little Harry" was not in the least, little. She could not even guess how big he was. However, she had not seen another one to compare it with, and she will never have to. She realized that she loved him, no matter if he was small or big. It was Harry. Her husband. Her best friend. Her lover.

She looked up into his eyes and with her peripherals, she wrapped her small hand around him, making him gasp. If it was possible, he got even harder. "'Mione..." he moaned huskily. "It's gonna end before it could begin."

She realized what she was doing and stopped, blushing but smiling. He dipped down to kiss her lips and hook his fingers around her panties and pulled them off, baring her to his eyes. He smiled and again said, "You're beautiful." He climbed over her and pulled back the covers. He grabbed her around her torso and pulled her under them with him. He got back on top of her and she nervously opened her legs, knowing at that moment, she was about to lose her virginity. But she looked back up at Harry and saw that he was just as nervous as she was. He was shaking. "Harry, you're trembling."

He seemed to stop and said, "I'm fine." He gave her a reassuring smile. She knew it wasn't fake. "I love you, Hermione Potter."

She grinned, loving that name now. "I love you, too, Harry Potter."

He beamed back. "Erm, Ron told me it hurts women the first time-"

"Wait, you and Ron talk about me and Luna?" she asked curiously.

"No, he just told me what to expect on my wedding night," he explained. "How to try to not hurt you if you hadn't..." His voice trailed.

"I haven't..." she said answering his unasked question. "So, has it been what you expected it to be so far?"

"No." She frowned. "It's even better." Her frown turned into a grin instantly at his words and kissed him.

When he pulled away, he said, "Bite my shoulder if it hurts. I'll go as slow as I can." She nodded and prepared herself. She opened her legs further to allow him better entrance. She could feel him hit her folds and she gasped. He stopped. "You okay?"

"Yeah," she laughed. "Keep going." He pushed himself in more, going as slow as he could without hurting her. He wanted nothing more than to bury himself deep within her, maybe tomorrow when it did not hurt her. She kept gasping and moaning in pleasure. Then he hit a barrier. Unsure of whether to go on, he looked at her. "It's okay, just do it. Slowly, but quickly." He nodded and pushed more-slowly, but quickly. She squeezed her eyes shut and bit his shoulder. Hard. Harry didn't feel a thing, though. Just...pleasure.

After a moment, Hermione nodded, indicating she was fine. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah, just move," she urged.

He nodded once more and began to move up and down her, thrusting in and out of her. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him even closer, moaning in pleasure. Harry could feel his climax coming but tried to hold it in as long as he could. "God, you're so wet," he growled making her even more excited.

She brought his head down to her neck, which he immediately kissed and nipped at. She cried out as Harry hit a spot inside her. "Faster," she moaned. He thrusted in and out of her faster and faster making her go crazy. "Harry!"

He moved down to her breasts and gave them attention. She put her hands on his back and raked her nails against it. Hard. It was his tattoo, to mark that he was hers. Her climax was building up. So was his. Three more thrusts and he came inside of her. He kept going until she came a few moments later. He rode out her climax until she came down from her high, screaming. When they finished, Harry fell on her. Realizing he was crushing her, he rolled over next to her, spent. "Whoa," was the only thing he said as he panted, sweaty.

Hermione was sweating, too. She nodded, agreeing with him. "Yeah." She looked over at him. He looked at her. They both smiled which turned into laughs. Harry opened his arms and she scooted over to him, resting her head on his shoulder and wrapping her arm around his chest. Harry wrapped his arm around her shoulders, holding her against him. They pulled the blankets up to cover them a bit. "Hermione...?"

"Yeah?" She looked up at him, only to see that he was looking up at the silhouette. He was smiling, so she knew he was happy about something.

"What would you say if someone asked you about this night?"

She laughed, giggling at his question. He looked at her and laughed as well. He loved her laugh. That was one of the things Harry Potter loved about Hermione Granger-er, Potter. Her laugh was like the chiming of bells. "Harry..." she said not really wanting to answer.

"Come on, just tell me what you would say," he urged her with a smile.

"I would say...that this was the Greatest. And you are the Greatest," was her reply. He smiled and she kissed his mouth. To not ruin it, Hermione took off the tiara and put it on the bedside table with care. With his wand, he extinguished all of the candles and the room was plunged into darkness.

Throughout the week, Harry and Hermione made love a lot. In the kitchen. In the living room. On the beach. On the porch. They just couldn't get enough of each other. Harry really was The Greatest. They settled down towards the end of their week, in high hopes of their little girl coming to visit.

"Georgiana, come on, we're going to go to the country," her grandmother said. Georgiana looked up from her latest book, A Little Princess. It was true that her mother had read it to her, but she wanted to read it on her own. She was at the part where she was almost reunited with her father. She watched as her grandma picked up her pick, roller, suitcase and put it on her bed. "What?" she asked confused.

"We're going to go to the country. Don't worry, we'll be back in a few days before Mummy and Daddy get back. Come on, help me pack your suitcase," Charlotte said.

Georgiana got up, not knowing why she was doing this and helped her grandmother pack her clothes and belongings. She thought it was a bit random why her grandmother wanted to go to the country all of a sudden, but knew better than to ask grown-ups questions. Once she was packed, she grabbed her teddy bear, her book for the road, and her rolling suitcase. Her grandparents came out from their room with a suitcase each. Now Georgiana was even more confused and worried.

"Grandma? Grandpa? Is everything okay?"

"Yes, everything's fine, dear. We just felt like going to the country. Now, come on, we better leave now," Jacob ushered them to the car.

They set off down the motorway to...the country. Georgiana read until the sun went down and then fell asleep. "Georgiana, wake up. You're here."

That voice was not of her Grandma or Grandpa. Yet, she knew the voice. She opened her eyes and smiled widely at what she saw. Her Mummy and Daddy were standing there grinning at her. "Mummy! Daddy!"

She unbuckled herself and launched herself in her Mummy's arms.

"I've missed you!"

"We've missed you, too!" Harry said kissing her temple.

"Welcome to the beach, Georgie!" Hermione told her daughter.

Georgiana gasped and smiled happily.

TBC...

Okay, so that was chapter 11. Longer than I expected. And, obviously it is now rated M.

So, the part where Harry asks Hermione "What would you say if anyone asked you about this night?" And she said "The Greatest" actually came from the movie "The Greatest" one of the greatest movies EVER! Go rent it!

Hermione's hair for her wedding is inspired by Hilary Duff in A Cinderella Story and Emma Watson's hairdo.

The tiara is actually taken from Emma Watson's "tiara" from the music video she was in "Say You Don't Want It" by One Night Only. I fell in love with that tiara thing. It has a band on the back of it, but that's not in the story.

Anyway, I have one last chapter. The FINALE! :(

Next chapter: conclusion

Pleez review!

DREWHHR