Chapter 3: Waltz
Six months had passed since the final battle and life was slowly moving forward. Angelina drug George into the Leaky Cauldron as he protested loudly, "There is no way I'm going into muggle London dressed like this!" He gestured towards the very nice looking suit he was wearing.
"You look fine. Besides, everyone else is going to be dressed up!" Angelina pouted, "You wouldn't make me go to Katie's wedding all by myself would you?" George sighed. He realized there was no winning when Angelina pouted. She was just too cute.
"Fine, but just so you know, I feel like a penguin!" Angelina just snorted before Apparating, keeping a firm hold on George so he couldn't back out on her.
Entering Westminster Abbey, the couple stared in amazement. "How did they get permission to use the College Garden again?" George asked.
"I think Katie said something about Shacklebolt owing her a favour," Angelina replied, as she glanced at her watch. "Hurry we're going to miss it!"
George discreetly handed Angelina a tissue as they stood beside Katie and Lee as they said their vows. As the ceremony ended everyone made his or her way to Hogwarts, where the reception was being held. The house elves had outdone themselves on the decorations. Every surface was covered in either fairy lights or clear glitter, giving the whole room the appearance of snow. Everyone quickly found a seat as the meal began. George stood up and made his obligatory toast, as everyone was finishing. "As you all know Lee has been one of my best friends," he stopped for a moment, "for quite some time now. I don't know how Katie has put up with all of our pranks but here's hoping that they have a long and beautiful life together!" The guest raised their glasses in agreement.
"Cheers to tha'" called Hagrid.
"Everyone please clear the floor for the couple's first dance!" McGonagall's words echoed throughout the hall. As Katie and Lee stood in the middle of the floor, the opening strains of the Sleeping Beauty waltz began playing. George tugged gently at Angelina's arm.
"Can we go please?" He looked as if he was going to cry any moment. Angelina looked at him questioningly for a moment before realization dawned on her face. The couple left Hogwarts, without a backwards glance, knowing that their friends would understand.
A/N: Once again thanks to Vette! The Hagrid bit is totally hers as well as the sentence before it.