So this chapter is full of cuteness. It is the last official chapter, the epilogue is the only part left. I can't believe I have reached the end of this fic so fast. So be sure to review! I love them all!

Also, make sure to read the ending Author's note.

That is all.

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Chapter 19: I Still Think

Charlie watched Hermione from the door way, she was busy changing the boys and getting them ready for the night. He couldn't help but smile while seeing how happy she was with them. Walking in, Charlie took Greyson from Hermione and placed him gently in the crook of his left arm and then picked up Fallon with his right arm. Hermione looked up at him in surprise.

"You need to get ready. Mum will be watching the little guys tonight while you and I go out." Charlie said with a smile.

Hermione didn't have time to reply since Charlie left the room almost immediately. She turned to her bed, where she found a small pile of clothes. Picking them up, she found a beautiful red cocktail dress with a black shrug and some gold heels. She quickly showered, wanting to get the baby spit-up off her, and used her wand for her hair and make-up.

Thirty minutes later, Hermione descended the stairs and found Charlie at the base of them in a crisp black tuxedo.

As soon as Hermione was in view, Charlie could feel his heart stop. He wasn't sure what to say. She looked so beautiful. Of course she is always beautiful, it was just something about seeing her now in that dress. The dress he had his mother pick out, because honestly no woman wants Charlie Weasley to choose their dress.

"Wow, Hermione, you look amazing." He said while staring into her eyes. Charlie saw her cheeks tinge pink.

Regaining her composure, Hermione smiled, "What is all this about?" She questioned while gesturing to her dress and his tuxedo.

"I have realized that you and I haven't had a proper date, so tonight is our first date." He told her while grabbing her hand and leading her out of The Burrow.

As soon as they passed the wards around Charlie's childhood home, he grabbed her arm a little harder and apparated the pair of them away.

Hermione found herself landing in a dark alleyway once the feeling of apparation had passed. Without saying anything, Charlie wrapped his arm around her waist and led her away from the dingy street. He walked with her only a few meters and the pair ended up in front of a classy looking restaurant. Charlie walked with his date inside, and the pair was seated quickly.

Charlie sat there listening to Hermione and her small talk. He was unsure of how to act, considering what he had planned for the rest of the evening. Something he hoped Hermione would agree with.

"Charlie?"

Looking up at the beautiful witch who sat across from him, Charlie smiled. "Yes?" He answered in the form of a question.

"It looked like your mind was elsewhere." She said with slight concern.

"Sorry, I was just thinking." He said with a smile.

Not long after their food had arrived, and the couple were then occupied with eating. As soon as the check came, Charlie quickly paid it and ushered Hermione to the door.

"I had fun Charlie, we should do it again." She said with a smile full of love.

"What makes you think the night is over? Dinner may be finished, but the night is still young." He spoke softly in her ear before grabbing her and apparating away.

Hermione now found herself somewhere completely different. She was in the park that was located a few blocks away from her parents house. It was the one place she loved to go as a kid. The place where she could escape everything. She loved to swing, it almost felt like she was flying- which caused her to chuckle now that she knew how to fly on a broomstick and was terrified of it. Some days Hermione would go to the park with a book, sit under her favorite tree and get lost in another world.

Being lost in the moment, Hermione walked towards the swings, and sat down in one. She felt someone behind her followed by a gentle push. Looking back she saw Charlie, who had a giant smile on his face.

"Why'd you bring me here?" She asked in a whisper.

After one final push, Charlie sat himself in the swing next to hers and looked over. "I remember you talking of this place so fondly one time. It was during one of those talks we had getting to know each other."

Feeling the tears coming to her eyes, Hermione smiled. He actually listened, Charlie Weasley didn't just remember small things about her- he remembered everything.

"Thank you." She said with her voice cracking a bit.

Charlie noticed the tears. "Hey, are you okay?" He asked before standing in front of her and stopping the swing.

Hermione looked up at her boyfriend. "Never better. How am I so lucky to have you?" She asked.

Shaking his head, Charlie disagreed. "I should be asking what I have done to deserve you."

Looking down at the sand, Hermione could feel herself blush. She felt Charlie's pointer finger under her chin and pushed her head up.

"I'm serious Hermione. I remember the day I met you when you were fourteen. If someone would have told me then that I would be falling head over heels for you, I would have denied and told them to check themselves into St. Mungo's.

"But it's true, I'm falling for you Hermione Granger. I love you. I love Fallon and Greyson, and I can't imagine not having any of you in my life.

"I know that we just had our first official date tonight, but I can see myself with you for the rest of my life."

Charlie paused and took a deep breath. He let go of the swing and knelt down on one knee, while pulling out a small black box at the same time.

"Hermione Jean Granger, will you do me the honor and marry me?" He said while opening the velvet box to reveal a large shiny diamond with two small rubies on either side.

Hermione, who had had tears in her eyes since the start of Charlie amazing speech, nodded. Charlie couldn't help but smile like a kid in a candy store when he slipped the ring onto Hermione Granger's (soon to be Weasley) hand.

-.-

Looking in the mirror, Hermione couldn't help but smile. She knew she looked wonderful in the white ball gown she had on. It was complete with a sweetheart neckline and simple elegant embroider in sliver throughout the dress.

It was finally her wedding day.

Hermione was never one of those girls who dreamt of her wedding day. She didn't go around planning it out tens of years in advance. But she did want a fabulous wedding. Her wedding to the man of her dreams.

Three years ago, Hermione was sure her prince charming was none other than Fred Weasley. She would have ignored you if you were to suggest anyone else.

But life has a funny way of doing things.

She lost one love, only to find her true love.

Of course she loved Fred, she always will. He was the father of her first two children, he will always have a place in her heart. But Hermione now knew she was destined for Charlie Weasley. Charlie, the brother of the father of her twins- as well as the brother of one of her best friends.

There was a sudden knock at the door, which startled the bride. Once she opened it she saw one of her best friends. Or rather, someone who used to be one of her best friends.

"Ronald." She said surprised.

"Hermione, I know I am probably the last person you want to see right now. But please just hear me out. I know I hurt you, but I came to apologize. Thinking back to that day in the cemetery, I can't believe I would do that to you. I'm sorry Hermione, I just hope we can be friends again." Ron said while looking at the floor.

"Oh Ron. Of course we are friends. All I wanted was this, an apology." She said before pulling her friend into a hug that could rival one of Molly Weasley.

It wasn't long after that Ron left to give Hermione a bit more time to prepare for her big day.

She was startled once more with someone knocking on the door. Crossing the room she opened the door to find her parents standing on the other side.

"Mum? Dad?" She said in awe. "I wasn't sure if you guys would come."

"Of course we would come, Hermione. You are our only daughter, I would never even think of missing your wedding. And I believe you had something to add, Hank." She said turning to her husband.

Hermione looked at her dad, the person who had ignored her existence the past two years. The man who taught her how to ride her bike without training wheels. The same guy who let her stand on his feet so they could dance together in the kitchen while Jean was making supper.

Hank cleared his throat, "I know it's customary for the father of the bride to walk her down the aisle, though I'm not sure with this kind of ceremony, but I would like it very much if I could walk you down the aisle today."

Hermione couldn't contain the tears; she nodded, and threw her arms around her father. In his own way, he had forgiven her for breaking his moral code.

-.-

Twenty minutes later, Charlie found himself standing next to an alter. The alter was located outside of The Burrow- just like Bill had it, only in Hermione's own style. Charlie didn't care about any of the details of the wedding, as long as he got to marry the witch of his dream- Hermione.

He heard the rustle of everyone standing up, looking up from his shoes, Charlie saw Hermione for the first time in her wedding dress. He felt as if he couldn't breathe. She was beautiful. And slowly she made her way to him, where they bound themselves to each other for the rest of their lives.

Like I said, this is the last actually chapter. I will probably put the epilogue up next week sometime.

In other news, you probably noticed I changed my name. Yeah, I got bored of things easily so it was only a matter of time before I changed it. So just realize that I really am XandraLynne I am just going by KnockturnAlly for now.

Thanks for reading!

-KnockturnAlly