" I can not wear this!" I cried in dismay. I stood facing the mirror watching in horror as I surveyed myself.

" What? I thought you would likes this!" Hermione said frowning. " Harry tell her she looks pretty!" Hermione called around the corner.

Harry walked around with his hands in his pockets. He looked at me and snorted. A second later he was holding himself up. His entire body was shaking in laughter. " I like it," he finally croaked. I took off the hat and hit him with it.

" You do not!" I snapped. The dress itself was a big joke. It was teal, with big puffy sleeves. The dress came down to my ankles and was silky in the bodice but had tons of taffeta for a waist. Not to mention a giant sequin heart in the center.

Hermione pouted and stepped outside of the dressing room to grab me another dress. I attempted to unzip the dress but found that I was also buttoned into it. I began to become claustrophobic and I felt my body heat up and a sweat begin on my forehead.

" Get me out of this!" I cried running over to Harry. He stood up straight and unbuttoned it. Then he zipped it down and I quickly stepped out of it. I was panting and holding my stomach. " Thank you. I am not wearing that at the wedding." I said.

Hermione walked back into the dressing room with a better dress. It was a champagne colored cocktail dress. It was a tube top with an empire waist. It came to just above my knees. I smiled.

" That is much better," I said gratefully grabbing the dress.

" Why are you in your underwear?" Hermione asked.

" Your dress tried to eat me," I said jokingly.

Hermione shooed Harry out and I got dressed again. We both sighed when the dress came onto my body.

" That is much better," Hermione noted. I nodded and she smiled. " I guess this is alright," she fake sighed.

" Oh, thank god. Because if I had to wear that other dress, I just wasn't going to go," I said stepping off the platform.

" Ok, I want you to wear your hair half up in curls, like me. I am going to straighten my hair," Hermione began.

" Wait how did you find the dress this fast?" I asked.

" Oh, I picked this one out before, Harry just paid me a galleon to make you try on the other one," Hermione called over her shoulder as she took the dress up to the counter. I was half way into my jeans when I stopped. That bastard.

I dressed and walked out into the dress shop. Harry was standing by the counter talking to a girl with long black hair. I narrowed my eyes and walked over to him.

I tapped him on the shoulder. He turned to me and smiled.

" I see you met another girl. I hope your rash clears up before you sleep with her," I said smiling. I walked out of the store and turned around. The girl turned away from Harry and walked back over to her group. He turned to the window and walked out.

" What was that for?" Harry snapped at me.

" That teal taffeta ocean," I said with a raised eyebrow.

" She told you?" Harry asked faltering slightly.

" Yeah she told me," I said nodding.

" Ok, so we're even?" Harry asked. I smiled and nodded.

" She wasn't your type," I said as we began searching for Ron and Hermione, who had left the store before I was even dressed.

" Oh, and what is my type?" Harry asked with his eyebrows raised.

" Someone who isn't pampered, who can take care of herself, or himself," I said and Harry shoved me laughing. " She needs to make you laugh." I said and stopped. I had just described myself. We walked in awkwardness for the next minute until we spotted Ron and Hermione.

" There you are! We've been looking everywhere for you!" Hermione said sternly.

" You left us," Harry said frowning in amusement.

" No I didn't," Hermione said briskly.

" Yes, you did," I said with emphasis.

" Oh, well whatever. Come on. We need to pick up Harry's suit. You need to try it on," Hermione said pulling us into yet another clothing shop.

" Ron, I will give you a galleon if you put Harry into the ugliest suit there is," I muttered to Ron who smirked and nodded.

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The wedding was now only two days away and everyone was feeling the pressure. Hermione had been calling the house every night between eleven and four in the morning. If we didn't answer she'd come over. Harry has already woken me up to tell her to go home. I had hopped out of bed and told her to go home. She however came in and spread paper all over my kitchen table. I sighed and made some coffee. She told me that she wanted and even number at every table. However there was an uneven number of people to fit at the tables. I sighed and told her to invite some teachers. She looked up at me in horror. She had forgotten to invite any. I told her to invite only the essentials.

" Ok, so Dumbledore of course, McGonagall, Snape, Flitwick, and Hagrid. That's still only five," Hermione whined.

" Hagrid is as big as two people so he will need two meals and two seats," I yawned taking a sip from my mug.

" You're right! You are amazing!" Hermione cried.

" I know," I said modestly.

" Ok, that's it. I am exhausted I am going to go home and sleep. Are you getting enough sleep? You have dark circles. What's the matter?" Hermione asked.

" My best friend made me maid of honor at her wedding," I said sighing.

Hermione looked up from me and smiled apologetically.

" I have become like bridezilla, right?" Hermione asked.

" Not yet, I will never let you get like that," I said leading her out. I slammed the door behind her and slumped against them. Harry walked into the kitchen. " You know, if when my mother asked if I minded sharing a room with her, if I said yes we wouldn't be here right now. Well I wouldn't I would still be asleep," I said fake crying.

" Imagine Ron, he has to live with her," Harry pointed out.

" It is to early to be awake," I whined. " Even the sun is still sleeping!" I said.

Harry helped me up and I went back to my room. I didn't fall asleep though. I sat up the rest of the morning. I couldn't get Harry's face out of my mind. I got up after tossing and turning for fifteen minutes and went into the kitchen. Harry was standing in his boxers.

" Cute butt," I commented as I poured myself another cup of coffee.

Harry turned to me and smiled.

" Thanks I like yours too," he said. We were taking our flirting to a whole new level. I was almost afraid to say anything.

I turned to him smiling. " Excuse me," I said seductively. I leaned over him and I brushed my chest against his arm. I sat back down and he turned to me. I met his eyes and felt as though I was melting into him. I kissed him and pulled back.

" What was that for?" he asked me softly.

" I wanted to see what it was like," I said smiling.

" And?" Harry asked also smiling.

" Eh, it was ok," I joked.

" Just ok?" he asked raising his eyebrows. I nodded and he bent down and kissed me again. I dropped my cup of coffee on the floor and wrapped my arms around him. We broke apart again.

" What are we doing?" I asked.

" I don't know. It feels right though," Harry said smiling. He kissed me again and I leaned forward in my seat. His hands were everywhere, I was on fire.

We got up and stumbled into his room. It was remarkably clean for a guy. All her brothers room were like bomb areas. Harry lifted my shirt over my head. I ripped his shirt off and admired how well Quidditch had done him. Soon he was reaching into his drawer and I smiled remembering that night he went to the market.

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I woke up and noticed it was two in the afternoon. I glanced around the room and sighed. I had slept with Harry Potter. This was either going to be very bad or the best thing that ever happened to me.

I heard the doorbell ring and I sat up. Damn that girl.

I stumbled quickly out of bed and put my shirt and pants on. I walked into the foyer and opened the door.

" Where the hell were you? I have been calling for hours!" Hermione shouted.

" You woke me up at four in the morning. I needed sleep!" I shouted back. " Actually, I kind of had sex with Harry."

" Excuse me?" Hermione said turning back to me. " How do you kind of sleep with someone? Either you do or you don't," Hermione said slowly.

" Ok, well than I did," I said smiling. She squealed and led me to the couch.

" How did it happen?" she asked smiling. I told her about it. " Well then what happened?" she asked.

" You rang the doorbell," I said with a pointed look.

" Oh. Oh! I'll go," Hermione said getting the point. She quickly got up and left.

I walked back into Harry's room and saw him awake.

" I thought you went back to your room," Harry said.

" Nah," I said crawling back onto the bed. I snuggled back into Harry and waited for him to say something.

" What does this mean?" Harry asked a minute later.

" I don't know," I said honestly. " I love you."

" I love you too," Harry said pulling me tightly. " Do you want to move in together?" Harry asked.

" Sure," I said. I laughed and soon we were both laughing likes coots.

" Will you marry me?" Harry asked suddenly.

" What?" I asked my laughter suddenly gone.

A/N Cliffy! Please read and review. I sat biting my once perfect nails down to stubs trying to find a plot for this story. The least you can do is make me happy and write a few words.