Ginny stood in front of the mirror in the living room, white lace wrapped around her body and arms, falling to just below her knees. Her feet were bare, a bunch of huge white and yellow daisies clasped on her hands. Her hair was piled loosely on top of her head; a silver tiara ran across the line between her fringe and crown. Around her neck was a long, thin silver chain carrying her opal engagement ring.
Behind her on either side, stood Hermione and Luna. They both wore cream, knee length, cotton dresses, Luna's slightly too big, accommodating for her still growing belly. Each woman had their hair tied back in a loose bun, with a slightly small daisy stuck through the end. They both wore cream ballet slippers, the pale ribbons winding up their legs. Teddy's tiny right hand was clasped in Hermione's left, and the little boy was very carefully carrying two ring boxes, a look of sheer determination right across his face. Ginny grinned at the four people in the mirror.
"Right then ladies. And Teddy. Let's go." The four of them slipped out of the door, to where Ginny's father was waiting. A tear leaked out of the corner of his eye as he looked at his daughter. "You look beautiful darling."
Ginny smiled back, "Thanks Dad." She hooked her hand around his elbow, and together they walked up to the field behind the two houses. In the field, a hundred members of friends and family were waiting to see the bride. Mr Weasly opened the gate, and led his daughter into the field. The audience twisted in their seats, as piano music seemed to come from nowhere. Between the seating, a pathway wove around, leading up to a small pale gold tent. Ginny didn't dare look up, instead choosing to glance at the members of the audience, waving occasionally, and receiving beaming smiles in return.
She saw Luna's father, with thin white lines on his face, scars showing what had happened to him in the final battle. Next to him was Luna's husband Rolf, who grinned at Ginny. Off to one side, and looking extraordinarily unnerved, were Harry's aunt, uncle and cousin. Ginny suppressed a giggle at their discomfort, but all the same, she was pleased they had come. Near the front, the Gryffindors from their year in Hogwarts sat happily, alongside a few others; Hannah Abbot, Padma Patil and Zacharias smith to name a few. Hagrid had his own enormous chair next to Madam Maxims, whom Fleur was gabbling to in thick French, by the look of it about the bridesmaid's dresses.
Then finally, they arrived in front of the tent. Mr Weasly kissed his daughter on the cheek and joined her hand to Harry's, before dashing to put an arm around his sobbing wife in the front row. Ginny looked up into Harry's eyes, and felt in immediate sense of calm. Both he and Ron were wearing long cream robes, Harry with a daisy pinned over his heart. Teddy trotted over to stand next to Ron, who ruffled his hair affectionately, then winked at his sister, who winked back, and giggled. She looked back at Harry, who squeezed her hand, looking like he was about to cry with happiness.
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today…."
I don't care if I wrote it, I want to be Ginny right now. I got the bare foot idea from Meg and Jack whites wedding (The White Stripes). Enjoy, review, I own nothing, you know the drill. See you soon! Az x