11.
The very first time Harry got married, John was decidedly not present. He in fact ran outside without his coat and climbed a tree to avoid the dubious honor, came down with a cold, and spent the next few days being cuddled by his mum and called snot-monster by happy bride.
The wedding was attended by three dolls, two bears, a tyrannosaurus rex, and a rabbit. The priest was only a drawing and there was no flower girl or ring bearer as the person given both these choice roles had removed himself to a tree. The honor of being groom was given to an invisible but assuredly very handsome man named Clarence August Charming. After the rings were exchanged, being of the finest gold plastic of course, bedecked with jewels of strong resemblance to diamonds, rubies, and emeralds, there was the finest tea party imaginable with almost real cake and all the way real biscuits and the pretty flowery cups and saucers. Mrs. Charming then said goodbye to the guests and retired to the castle with her new husband where they lay in bed and he read poetry to her. It was, she was certain, almost exactly what would happen when she one day got married for real.
The next time she got married, she got all the neighborhood kids involved. This time her brother was corralled in with a more acceptable role as a groom. He wasn't marrying his sister, of course, that would have been weird. Besides, Harry was joining everyone up mostly by age, and he was too young for her. The difficulty came towards the end when John was paired with Mary and Jack was with Gwen, and Rory was with Amy. That left Tom to be paired with either Tiffany, Mia, or Harry herself. To be fair, Harry told Tom he could choose while secretly everyone knew he'd probably choose her. Tom's choice, however, was to not be a groom at all because marriages was a stupid game.
"Well, anyway, you can't have two girls be together," Harry told him, authoritatively, "So two of us have to sit out and be someone else."
"One of you could be a man," John suggested, and the other children giggled. John wasn't sure why. He often had to pretend to be a girl when he played with his sister.
"Are we getting married, or not?" Tom asked, "I'd rather play football." Many of the children looked intrigued. Harry saw she was losing her audience.
"Alright, Tom marry one of us, and the other two can decide one of them is a man."
Tom chose Harry of course. They walked down the aisle first too, where Rory took the first turn at being a priest, and Amy was the flower girl and John handed the rings over. After the 'I do's, Harry leaned in with her lips puckered and Tom consented to a quick kiss, more their lips briefly touching than anything. Both of them blushed when the other children started giggling. Then they were married, and they all switched roles for the next couple to go down the aisle.
When it was Tiffany and Mia's turn, neither could seem to decide who was meant to be the boy and who was the girl, and no one could stop giggling long enough to ask them properly. Harry thought they were both too cute to be the groom. Their kiss was as chaste as anyone's but slightly less hesitant and they giggled instead of blushing and soon everyone was laughing. It was cute, Harry thought, with a strange longing, and she almost felt sorry Tom had chosen her. She wanted to be as cute as Tiffany in her little outfit and her giggle, but at least they were best friends, and she didn't have to pretend to be a boy to get married.
The honeymoons were cut short when Tom started a football match, but the couples remembered they were couples for at least a week, which meant sometimes holding hands but mostly avoiding each other. Mia and Tiffany probably had the most fun out of it, kissing each other and playing at having babies, and laughing whenever a grown up person asked what they were up to. Harry played with them once too, when it became evident Tom had no intention of doing any husband and wife type of games. It was fun. Mia said they should all be sisters and mums together, and the games changed to that, so that no one had to pretend to be the boy. Harry found she missed it though, just a little.
The third time Harry got married, John was there. He gave her away. It was the second time Harry and John had attended a wedding with two brides, but this time there was no question of one of them being the guy. The kiss was rather less than chaste as well.