I stood at the alter with my father, frozen for a second. I turned to him and felt better as I was given a reassuring smile that told me it was ok. I nodded slightly and kissed his cheek. Then I stepped up onto the podium and handed Hermione my flowers (seven white lilies).
"We are gathered here today to join the union between Harry Potter and Ginerva Weasley," the priest said in a loud, clear voice. I winced at my name and saw Fred and George snigger out of the corner of my eyes. I just made a mental note to KILL THEM when Harry gave my hand reassuring squeeze. I smiled again and felt tears come into my eyes. I don't know why. I'm telling you I don't cry! It is for the weak. I usually don't have enough time to cry. But there I was ready to sob. It was so weird.
I really didn't listen to what the priest was saying. For all I knew, he was marrying me to a goat. I just kept staring at Harry and his big green eyes that usually made my mouth go dry and my stomach do more flips than an Olympic gold medalist. I did snap out of my daze when I heard my name. At first, I was afraid they had been trying to get my attention but then I just realized it was almost my turn.
"Do you, Harry James Potter take thee, Ginerva Molly Weasley, to be your lawfully wedded wife through sickness and in health. Through richer and poorer till death do you part?" The priest asked Harry.
"I do," Harry said and I felt myself sniff. Oh my god. Harry just said he would stay married to me even if my boobs sag and we become poor bag people. Harry slipped the ring on my finger and I felt myself about to cry again. I was almost married. The ring looked so pretty on my hand that I just stared at it.
"And do you, Ginerva," wince, "Molly Weasley take thee, Harry James Potter, to be your lawfully wedded husband through richer and poorer. Through sickness and in health till death to you part?" The priest asked me.
"I do," I said finding my voice finally. I smiled at Harry and slipped the ring onto his finger.
"Now by the power invested in me, pronounce you Husband and Wife. You may kiss the bride," The priest finished with a small smile. I gave a small squeal and felt Harry wrap his arm around me and pull me in for a deep kiss. We didn't stop until we heard the priest clear his throat.
I turned back to the crowd and gave them an embarrassed smile. They all cheered and I smiled at Harry and kissed him again. A small flash struck my eyes and I realized someone had snapped our picture. I giggled wildly and kissed Harry again.
"Alright you two," Hermione said as we walked down the isle.
"We're married!" I cried hopping up and down. Harry caught me mid-leap and spun me around. I giggled again and kissed him.
We walked back to the front to take pictures by the lake and was soon joined by my parents and family.
"Congratulations Ginerva," Fred said pompously.
"Thank you, Fredrick," I said coolly. Fred stopped laughing and George started.
The photographer snapped our pictures happily.
"Alright now can I get the bride and the maid of honor?" the small man with the camera asked us.
"Sure," I said smiling. Me and Hermione came together. "I just got married. And it went well."
"I know. I am actually surprised. I'm waiting for something bad to happen," Hermione confessed with a bright smile as the photographer snapped a picture.
"What's the worse that can happen?" I asked and immediately regretted it. "Well I guess a lot can happen. Especially this family. I swear if my grandmother gets up on stage and tries to dance the conga…I wont even hesitate to confund her or something," I said smiling again as the photographer snapped another picture.
"It'll be fine. I'm working on it," Hermione said through her smile.
"Did you spike her scotch?" I asked also through my smile.
"No. Can I do that?" Hermione asked turning to me. I turned to her and started giggling. The flash told us he had taken our picture.
"Alright now can I get the best man and the bride?" the photographer asked.
Me and Ron stood together and smiled.
"Congrats baby," Ron whispered and kissed my cheek. I giggled and hugged him. Apparently the photographer liked to get shots that weren't staged.
After twenty or so shots, Ron and Hermione got together for a few and then Harry and Hermione. Finally it was me and Harry again.
"Now can I get the whole family in here?" the photographer asked adjusting the camera slightly.
"Do you have a big enough lens?" I asked dryly. The photographer looked up. "I have six brothers, their wives, and some of their kids. You want to narrow it down maybe?"
"Uh, sure. Why don't we have you with your brothers, and then you and Harry with your brothers. Then we can have just Harry with your brothers. Then all the wives same order. Alright? Then we can have nice shots with your parents. Now where is the grooms parents? I would like to make sure I can sketch them in. What did I say?" the photographer asked looking at our expressions.
"This is Harry Potter," I said spelling it out for the man.
"Oh right sorry," the man said blushing slightly.
Harry put on a brave smile and hugged me.
"You look amazing," Harry whispered in my ear.
"Thank you," I said just as the photographer began calling my name. "That's my call. I'll be right back." I kissed Harry and walked into the center around my brothers.
"Now smile please," the man said and we all smiled. A minute later he began to fumble around and Fred made some comment. We all started to laugh when there was a quick succession of flashes. We all stared at the man. "Alright groom! Groom! We need you!"
Harry stepped up and took my hand. We all smiled and then took candid pictures. Then it was just Harry. Then my parents came up with us.
The Reception
After I was blinded by millions of pictures we walked back into the party where it had basically started without us.
"I'm warning you! One guest gets turned into a canary and I'll have your heads!" I cried to Fred and George. They just waved me off and I sighed. I was never going to stop them.
"I am pleased to welcome Mr. and Mrs. Harry Potter!" Fred announced and the crowd started clapping. I giggled and walked into the room with Harry. I was shocked at all the people sitting there. I mean before when I was walking down the isle, I kept my eyes straight ahead because knowing me I would have turned and tripped. I didn't realize how many people were actually waiting for us. I sighed happily and sat in my seat. People smiled and waved at us as the usual hub of noise broke out among them.
Ten minutes later I was making the rounds to different tables and finally got to the table I was dreading most. My grandmother.
"Grams!" I cried hugging my grandmother. It was a nickname I had become fond of when I was a baby.
"Darling you look amazing! Kiss me," Grams cried giving me a big kiss on the cheek. "Now tell me. Where did your mother hide my lucky mic? I refuse to on stage without it!"
"I really don't know. But she did say that you could play when hell freezes over," I said. Grams merely sniffed away the remark and led me over to aunt Kathy.
"Aunt Kath!" I cried hugging her.
"Darling it is so good to see you!" aunt Kath said hugging me tightly.
"Where are those dreadful brothers of yours. You know the ones that look alike. Well when I find them I intend to have a word," Grams said angrily and stalked away in search of Fred and George.
"So tell me. Where did you meet Harry Potter?" aunt Kath asked excitedly sipping her wine. I really don't think my mother allowed her to drink it but whatever.
"School," I said smiling at her. She beamed.
"I met your uncle at school. Mind you we didn't marry until ten years after we graduated. At that time we already had been married and had children of our own," aunt Kath said vaguely. "Where is the hard liquor? This cant be all you have here."
"I don't think mum wanted you to drink," I said. Really there was no reason to be nice to her and Grams. They were horrid people.
"Ginny! Please come over here!" Grams was calling. I walked over and saw she was cowering over Fred and George. They looked absolutely frightened.
"Hey guys what's up?" I asked care-free.
"These boys turned me into a canary. They said you had something to do with it," Grams hissed. I looked at them like they were crazy. Not only did I forbid them to do something like that, but then they went and chose the scariest person to do it too, and then blamed it on me.
"I have no idea what they did but I sure as hell did not approve of it. Shall I get your cane?" I suggested smiling sweetly at them. They gave me a look that suggested I would get pay back fairly soon.
"No I think that is alright. I shall do it myself. You two stay right there!" Grams growled and kissed my head. She left and I turned back to the twins.
"You are in for it now!" I said.
"Why didn't you back us up?" Fred hissed.
"Because this is my wedding and I forbid you to turn people into birds. You know how I hate birds," I hissed back. "Now I would get back before she finds that cane."
Fred and George scampered and I went back to Harry.
"Mr. Potter may I have this dance?" I asked seductively.
"I think that would be lovely Mrs. Potter," Harry answered and took my hand.
"The couple is about to have their first dance!" George said into the microphone. I glared at him but stepped out onto the dance floor and danced the only dance we knew.
Twenty minutes later people had come out to join us and they were smiling and giving us advice or something. I really wasn't listening. I was more interested in the big green eyes that never left mine. I smiled and pushed in closer to him.
"What do you say we skip this party and go into a room and shag the crap out of each other?" I purred seductively into his ear. Harry groaned and kissed my neck.
"I would love to," Harry said and I was about to turn and make a run for it when my father showed up.
"May I have this dance?" dad asked me. I smiled and took his hand. I noticed that Harry began dancing with mum.
I danced with my father and giggled over the way he stepped all over my feet. He kept apologizing until I kissed his cheek. He smiled at me and dipped me.
I danced with each of my brothers and made my way over to Harry. He was talking to Neville about something or other. I tapped him on the back.
"Hey sexy," I whispered huskily.
"Hey Mrs. Potter," Harry whispered back.
"I want you right here," I said nodding at the table.
"What?" Harry croaked.
"Oh calm down. I wouldn't have sex with you on the table. My grandmother is here for cripes sake," I said giggling. "I want you to take me into a room or something and have your naughty way with me."
"Ok," Harry said smiling and grabbed my hand. We were almost out when someone stopped us.
"Harry," Lupin said warmly.
"Lupin," Harry said becoming stiff and somewhat more gruff.
"Your father would have been proud," Lupin said smiling at me. "You Potter men always had a weakness for red heads."
I smiled. "What can I say?"
"Thank you Remus," Harry said and hugged him.
"Dad!" a little girl ran over and tugged on Lupin's pants. She sneezed and her hair turned a violent shade of pink. "Sorry."
"Hey guys!" Tonks said coming over with a baby boy in her hands.
"Hey Tonks," I said warmly and kissed her and the baby.
After they left I turned to Harry and smiled at him. We turned and began to leave when once again we were stopped.
"Guys you cant leave yet!" mum said pulling us back to the table.
"Mum I have not had sex in six months. I want to go to a room," I hissed at my mother.
"Are you trying to kill me? I don't want to hear such obscenities coming out of your mouth! Especially now that you're married. I mean your grandmother is here for cripes sake! By the way where is that woman?" mum said looking around.
"She said something about her mic and the tape she gave the band," I said and was pleased when my mother hurried away. "Alright lover let's go."
Harry clasped my hand when my mother came back.
"Nice try. She's passed out at the bar. Go sit down," mum said turning us around. I put on a smile and allowed myself to be stirred back to the table.
We got through the meal and another two hours of dancing when everyone became so drunk no one would notice if we left. I glanced over at Harry and smiled as he was talking to Ron.
"See I never really thought about-Ah," Harry stopped as I moved my hand around his crotch. He grabbed my hand. "I have to go Ron."
We leapt up and allowed George to give us a very slurred good bye and then we rushed into the house.
"Where are we going?" I asked kissing Harry.
"You'll see," Harry said and shrunk our bags.
"Are we driving?" I asked with a smirk. Harry scowled.
"No," Harry said and told me to close my eyes. I did so and when I opened them, we were staring at a magnificent main room.
"Where are we?" I asked gaping.
"Our suite," Harry said with a devilish smirk. I giggled and kissed him.
"Oh I have waited so long for this," I said pressing him close to me.
"Ditto," Harry said undoing his tie.
"Wait right here while I put something far more slutty on," I said with a small smirk and turned in search of a bathroom. I found one and took my ity bitty bag out of my bra along side another tiny sac. It took me a moment to realize what it was and then I smiled. I enlarged my bags and placed the money inside of it.
I unzipped my bag and took out a tiny nighty I had seen on display. I slipped my dress off and carefully hung it on the door. I took my time getting ready so that by the time I walked out there again, Harry would be begging for it. I am such a tease.
I slowly creaked the door open and walked back into the room where a large bed was sitting across from a terrace.
"Harry," I called in my sexiest voice. Harry turned around and stared at me. I could see the hunger in his eyes and smiled. "Do you want to order room service or-" I was cut off by Harry leaping on top of me.
I kissed him and slowly slid my hands down to his chest where millions of buttons held together his shirt. Finally I just gave a tug and ripped it off. I ran my hands over his body and kissed him again. Harry was already attempting to tug my article of clothing right off.
"Hold on," I said thickly and lifted my hips. Harry then slid it off easily. He ran his hands along my body and seemed to take in the sight I must be making. I bit my bottom lip and grabbed at his pants. I managed to get the buttons undone when Harry lifted his hips so I could slide the remaining clothes right off. He kicked off his socks and shoes and lay back on top of me.
His left hand was slowly tracing circles over my nipple, making it rock hard. I gasped in pleasure as Harry trailed kissed down to my waiting breasts. My hips were grinding into his and the hardness was now pressed against my inner thigh.
Harry went further down my body leaving tiny kisses until he got to my center. There he left small kisses on my inner thighs as my legs opened immediately, wanting his attention. I gasped as I felt his tongue begin to massaged my erect clit. He moved his tongues in small, faster circles until sliding one finger deep into my center. I let out a cry of utmost pleasure and grabbed onto the quilt just to have something to hold onto. My hips were trying to get as close to him as possible. Harry just went further and slid a second finger inside of me.
"Oh gods Harry," I moaned out loud. I felt my climax's fast approach and felt my body tighten as my first orgasm in five months wracked through my body. Harry waited until my breathing became more balanced before kissed back up my body. I met his lips with a fierce kiss and flipped him over.
I slowly began to trace the line from his chest down to his stomach. His body shivered and waited for me to make it to where he wanted it most. I allowed my fingers to graze of his stiff length. I got a loud groan as a response and continued until I grasped it.
Harry let out a low moan as I slowly began to stroke him. I went slowly, so that I could prolong his pleasure. My index finger traced small circles over the head every time I came up. Then I slowly bent my head down and took him into my mouth.
Harry groaned and his hips bucked to meet my face. I sucked and massaged for another minute when Harry quickly brought me back up. I looked at him before quickly straddling him.
Pleasure that we hadn't had in five months began to coarse through us as we started our steady pace. I almost forgot how good our sex was.
After a minute I could feel another orgasm approaching and just sped up the process. I came with a loud cry and felt him come seconds later.
Afterwards, we just lay in bed kissing, rubbing, stroking, talking, and all the other things married couples did.
A/N ONCE AGAIN THIS IS NOT THE FINAL CHAPTER! I WILL LET YOU KNOW WHEN IT IS THE FINAL CHAPTER. PLEASE READ AND REVIEW AND I WILL HAVE ANOTHER CHAPTER UP IN A DAY OR TWO.