Here is Part 2. The wedding! This is by far probably going to to be the longest chapter. ON WITH THE STORY.

Ginny took deep, calming breaths as she walked over to the full length mirror. She was amazed at who stared back at her, a young, beautiful, girl in a floor length halter white gown.

She ran her hands over the soft satin, smoothing out any wrinkle in sight. Then, she moved her hands to her hair, making sure every strand was in place.

There was a knock at the door as Hermione and her Mum appeared at the door.

Hermione playing her maid of honor, looked dazzling in her blue and brown gown.

"Ginny? Oh my god, you look amazing!" Hermione gawked. Ginny turned to her Mum, who was wiping away her tears.

" You really do. Harry is so lucky to be marrying you. Oh! And speaking of which, Hermione?"

"Oh, yeah. Harry wanted me to give you this. And he said that you have something in return."

Ginny looked at the parchment in Hermione's left hand.

"Oh, yes! Of course." Ginny walked to her bedside table and pulled out her letter for Harry.

They had decided that (even though it was funny and very muggelish) they wanted to express their love for each other before being bided together, forever.

"Here you go." She said to Hermione as they exchanged letters. Hermione smiled. "Yes, well. Everything is almost ready to go. About another 5 minutes or so. 'Kay?"

Ginny nodded, as she gave her mum and Hermione one last hug.

She opened the folded parchment, but sat down in preparation of Harry's romantic words that would flow off the page.

Ginny,

Words can not describe how excited I am at this very minute. As I sit writing this, I am remembering the 1st time I met you. Of course, I was only 10, and didn't really like girls. But, their was something different about you.

I am also thinking about how the first time I broke up with you was for your own good. I loved you more then ever, and I couldn't stand to lose you.

When you said yes to me, the day I proposed, I felt whole for some reason. Like, you were mending the wound in my heart that has been their for the past 21 years.

Ginevra, I sit here today ready to start my life with you. Because I know that YOU are the most important thing in my life. You will be from this day forward.

Harry.

Ginny stared down at the words. Fighting back tears. She felt the exact same way about Harry, as he did her.

Three small rasps at the door, and Arthur, George, and Ron all walked in.

"Gin? Almost ready? Oh…wow." Ron and George were at a lost for words, as they stood there with there mouths hanging wide open. Ginny couldn't help but laugh.

"Yeah, I guess I am." Ginny replied.

"Why don't you boys give me a minute alone with your sister, hm?" Arthur had said, dismissing the boys, who were going to go and take their places outside.

"Ginny, you look really beautiful. I never thought this day would come. You have always been my little girl, and you always will be." Arthur stopped as he turned away, embarrassed. He never was good with explaining his emotions to people. Especially his children.

"All, I know is. We, your mother, brothers, and I, are extremely happy that you have found Harry. We are all so glad that we can be here today. And…I know Fred would have love to been here too."

Ginny looked to the floor, they never really mentioned Fred anymore. Especially George, the day Fred died, a part of George did too.

"Thanks, Dad." Ginny replied and walked towards her father to give him a hug. Which, he gladly returned.

"Well, I guess we must get going." Arthur said, Ginny nodded and walked over to get her bouquet.

Ginny, took one last look around her room. Chances were she would never sleep or really be back in here again.

"Okay, Dad. Let's go."

And with that they walked down the Burrows long steps and into the backyard.

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HARRY

Harry lay asleep in Ron's old Attic bedroom. He was able to sleep longer due to the fact it only took him 20 or so minutes to get ready. Unlike the women, who of course take all day.

"OI! Wake up!"

Harry woke with a fright, drawing his wand.

"Wha? Who?"

Harry searched the room, only to find Ron sitting on his bed, laughing. "Blimy, Harry. All those years of fighting You-Know-Who has really made you jumpy in the morning." Ron said, laughing again.

Harry scowled. "Shut up."

Ron did as told, "Fine then, well you need to get up anyway. The wedding starts in 3 hours."

"Ronald, 3 hours?! It takes me around 20 minutes to get ready." Harry replied, falling back on his bead pulling the covers over his head.

Ron walked over and pulled them off, "Hey, it is my sister we are talking about here! Not some silly little Hogwarts dance. Plus you are getting married! You need to look good."

Harry stood at Ron at disbelief. "Sorry, Hermione told me to say that last part." Ron said blushing a deep pink.

Harry let out a roar of laughter. "Fine, then. You win."

Harry spent the next two hours getting ready with Ron and his brother. They were playing his only two groomsmen. He would have asked Bill, but they hardly spoke to one another.

"Oh! Wait. I need to give something to Ginny. HERMIONE!"

Hermione rushed into the room, "What? What is it?!" She asked.

"Oh, nothing. But I need you to give this to Gin, and she has something for me in return." Harry said, holding out a folded piece of parchment. Hermione smiled, "Okay, be back in a minute. You blokes almost ready?"

They all look around at each other. "Yeah," They all said in unison.

"Good." And she walked out of the room.

Ron kept staring at the door. "She is so gorgeous!" Harry looked at George, who nodded. And they pushed Ron down on his bed, hard. "HEY!" Hermione yelled. "Leave him alone, Maybe after the reception you can mess with him. But not now."

"Yes ma'am" George said, signaling a salute to her. Hermione laughed. "Okay, well. Out you two. You need to get in your places. Harry needs some time alone."

George and Ron walked out of the room, scared that she would bite their heads off if they didn't obey. Hermione turned to Harry," You look good." She said. Harry smiled. "I could say the same to you. You look absolutely beautiful."

Hermione walked over, and gave a kiss on the cheek following with a long hug, which Harry gladly returned.

"Harry, you are my best friend. I am so glad to see that you are so happy. After everything that you have been through in your life, you deserve this. Hell, you are probably the most unselfish person I know."

Hermione stopped suddenly, seeing as her voice cracked. "Now, it is time for you to go and be even happier with Ginny."

Harry smiled and nodded. "Thank you."

Hermione smiled, "No problem. Now, read whatever you need to read, and get your butt down stairs!" Harry laughed and nodded once more. Hermione left the room.

Harry,

Oh, well you know how I have never been very good at explaining myself. So, don't misunderstand anything here.

My how the times have changed. I go from having a huge crush on you, to getting over you, to loving you and all that gooey stuff. We have been through so much together, I mean you saving my life and beating Voldemort. Something is different about you Harry, something that not a lot of boys posses anymore.

I sit here by wandlight anxious for tomorrow, or well I guess today.

Harry, I love you more then life itself. The day I thought you died turned my whole world upside down. YOU are the single person I can't live without. YOU are the person who can break through my walls and rescue me from myself. And it is because of you, I sit here today, waiting to take those steps down into the backyard/ and ready to start my life.

I love you, see you in a while.

Ginny.

Harry stared at the words on the parchment and smiled to himself, suddenly anxious to get this whole thing out of the way. He just wanted to be with Ginny.

He heard a knock at the door.

"Ready?" Ron asked.

"More then ever." Harry replied.

As the two best mates walked down into the backyard, and took their positions, Harry realized that this was more scarier then Voldemort himself.

The music started, and everybody turned their heads to see Victoire and Dominique walking down the aisle as the flower girls. They were soon followed by Bill and Fleur and then Ron and Hermione.

After them, Harry saw her.

Ginny was with her father. But she looked stunning. She had on a white dress that sparkled in the fading sunlight, her hair was pulled into a French bun on her head, and her make up was so light, you couldn't tell she had any on.

"Wow," Harry whispered to himself. He couldn't believe that this was happening, in his entire life, he never imagined anyone else as beautiful.

Mr. Weasley reached the alter, and handed Ginny over to Harry saying "Take good care of her." Harry nodded, and Ginny smiled as they turned to face to minister.

Harry, who was antsy and anxious by now, was ready to here those words- his thoughts were cut off as if by magic.

"You may know, kiss the bride." Said the Minister.

Ginny turned to Harry, who said "About time." Loud enough for Ginny to be the only one to hear. Giggling, Ginny walked forward and pressed her lips to his.

"Yeah, it is about time." She whispered as they turned to greet their guests.

Part 3 to come soon. Review!!

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