Here's the wedding chapter! I have to admit that there aren't very many wedding details at all though. In truth this chapter was put together quite quickly...maybe I will write a proper wedding chapter later, but for now this is as good of an effort as I can give it...

I picked up Teddy as George and I came into the dining room.

"Where have you been?" Molly demanded. She was already up and making plates for us. "This dinner was supposed to be for the two of you."

I sat down with a sigh and George poured us both big glasses of water. "We worked on the house all day long," I groaned.

Teddy played with the cross dangling around my neck by a thin silver chain.

"We had to move all of our stuff from the shop and then unpack it at the house. Then we had to figure out where everything would go. We had to go grocery shopping too because we have no food at the house, and we won't have any time to do it tomorrow with the wedding."

George kissed the top of my head. "Then we had to charm it all because we won't be eating the food until we get back from the honeymoon."

Teddy patted my cheek and when I looked down he smiled at me. "Hi, Phia."

And that was it. I started sobbing. Right there at the Weasley dinner table, surrounded by George's family, I began to sob uncontrollably.

Everyone fell silent before trying to calm me.

Remus took Teddy, and George wrapped his arms around me. "It's okay. Please don't cry, darling."

I pushed back the chair, quickly getting to my feet. I fumbled around as I tried to get my coat from the rack.

George sighed and eased my hands away. "It's been a long day. Let's go back to the flat." He found my coat, slipped it on me, and then grabbed his.

Molly gave me a hug as the tears continued. "Everything will work out, dear. Tomorrow will be perfect."

He hugged her quickly. "I'll be back later tonight, Mum."

I took the plate of food from Mum and sat on the sofa, digging in eagerly.

"Is Sophia okay?" she demanded.

"She's fine. She was sleeping when I left." I took a sip of my drink. "I think it's the fact that her parents aren't here to be with us tomorrow. She's been talking about them in her sleep a lot more than usual."

Mum squeezed my hand. "They won't be forgotten tomorrow," she promised me.

"I know, and she knows that, too. It really was a long day. She puts too much pressure on herself."

"Well tomorrow you both can relax once and for all."

"Are you alright?" he whispered in my ear.

I look up at him through my tears as he swayed us back on forth in the center of the floor. "Yes. I just wish they were here to celebrate this with us."

"You know they are, darling. They're always watching over you."

I stood on my tiptoes, kissing him. "Thank you."

He smiled and pushed some of my curls off of my shoulder so he could place a kiss there. "Are you having a good time?"

"I am having a wonderful—"

The music stopped suddenly. I looked up and George, along with most of the guests, had their wands pointed at a man standing at the edge of the tent.

Phillip stood there, his wand resting on the ground next to him. "I heard you were getting married," he said to me.

George easily pushed me behind him, but I still saw Phillip.

"I just wanted to say congratulations," he explained quietly.

I moved away from George, intent on going to Phillip when Charlie grabbed me. "Sophia, he's a wanted man," he reminded.

I pushed out of his grip and threw my arms around Phillip. I clutched him tight as he hugged me.

"I'm sorry, Sophia. I am so horribly sorry. I wish I could tell you that I wasn't there when those muggles were killed, but I was. I should have stopped him, but I didn't."

"Were you there the night my parents—"

He grabbed my face in his hands. "No, Sophia. I swear to you I was not there. I had no clue that Mallory was going to hurt you or your family. I would have stopped her, Sophia. You have to believe me."

I nodded weakly. "I do believe you."

A warm hand rested on my shoulder causing Phillip to look at George standing behind me protectively. "This is your husband?" he asked.

"Yes."

He smiled sadly at George. "Don't ever let her go," he said softly. "It was the biggest mistake of my life, and I regret it every time I breathe."

I hugged him once more before stepping back into George's embrace. "You need to turn yourself in, Phillip."

He nodded. "I'm going to the Ministry. I just needed to see you once more. I love you, Sophia."

My bottom lip began to bleed when I unconsciously started biting down on it.

He laughed quietly, shaking his head at me. "You're worrying your lip again, honey."

"You were my best friend, Phillip. There will always be a spot in my heart for you," I told him, ignoring his last statement.

He gave my hand a squeeze and then dropped it. "I suppose that's all I can ask for after what I've done." He smiled at me. "You look so beautiful tonight, too, Sophia."

"Thank you." I reached out before he could turn to face the two aurors that Kingsley had called on. "Phillip?"

"Yes?"

"Did you kill them?" I demanded suddenly.

He swallowed hard and shook his head. "No."

"Phillip?"

"Yes?"

I pushed the tears away. "Neither did the man who was with Mallory the night my parents were killed."

George's arms snacked around my waist. He pulled me against his chest.

"You just told me that you would have stopped her," I whispered. "But you never stopped those muggles from being killed."

"Sophia, it's…" He sighed and nodded. "You're right. But I know that I would have given my life for your parents."

"Goodbye, Phillip."

He reached out to take my hand, but thought better of it and instead stuffed his hands in his pockets. "Goodbye, Sophia."

It wasn't until they had disappeared that I turned back to George's arms. The music started back up and slowly people went back to mingling, dancing, and eating.

"Hey." George nudged my chin up. "Are you okay, darling?"

"I'm fine. I needed to see him one more time."

He kissed my lips. "Charlie is quite mad you proved how much stronger you are than him," he whispered in my ear.

I looked up and, across the tent, I saw Charlie knocking back a shot of Firewhiskey. I kissed George's cheek before moving to where his brother was.

"What if he was here to hurt you?" Charlie said quietly.

I sighed and grabbed his hand. "Thank you for trying to protect me, Charlie. I'm glad I can call you my brother now."

He released a tense breath. His arms wrapped around my shoulders as mine wound around his waist. We didn't dance, so much as sway back and forth. "You know I care for you a lot, Sophia. You're a little sister to me, just like Ginny is. I don't want to see you hurt."

My head rested against his chest. "Thank you," I whispered, looking up at him.

"You're a piece of work, you know that, Sophia?"

I smiled. "George likes to remind me that every day."

He chuckled, shaking his head. We both turned our attention to George who was talking and laughing with some of his friends from his year at Hogwarts.

"You make him happy," Charlie told me. "Happier than I have ever seen him."

George caught my eye from across the yard. He grinned at me before going back to his conversation. I sighed in content. "He makes me happy too."