The Untold Story Of Harry and Ginny
Part 26
"George get out of here and go help your father set up the tent!" Mrs. Weasley bellowed at one of her many sons.
"I didn't even see any-" he protested.
"And you won't! Now get!" she yelled again. Hermione was hiding behind Ginny's bedroom door when she screamed these things. She smiled to herself, thinking that that was the man she was going to marry in only a few hours.
"Turn your head back and face me," Ginny ordered Hermione. Hermione obeyed her future sister-in-law.
"Ginny," Hermione began as Ginny kept placing makeup all over her face. "Ever since you came to Hogwarts, I've always thought of you as a sister."
Ginny looked don at Hermione and smiled, and then she said, "Me too."
"It's just that we both never really had any other girls to talk to," Hermione continued. "And we've grown so close over the passed years. But I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'm glad I can officially call you my sister now, even though you were always one to me before."
"Oh, Mione, don't go getting wet eyes, save that for the final vows," Ginny said and smiled. "I'll have to do all of your makeup all over again. Thank goodness I used waterproof mascara."
Hermione laughed at this.
"All right," said Ginny. "Your makeup is completed. Now we have to do your hair."
Hermione turned around in the spin-chair and allowed Ginny to do her hair.
After an hour of more talking and shouts from Molly, Hermione was completed…except for the dress.
She undid all of the charms that kept it safe, and then she took it out of the closet.
"Wow," she sighed as Ginny walked up behind her. "It's even more beautiful than I remember."
"And it'll look even better when you put it on!" Ginny exclaimed and led her to the middle of her room. Soon after, the amazing dress was placed on the amazing Hermione.
She looked at herself in the mirror, and smiled at her reflection. She glanced over at Ginny briefly to see her smiling as well.
"Is everyone else dressed?" Hermione wondered quickly, taking her eyes off of her reflection. Ginny laughed at her and nodded.
"Yes, they're all dressed and ready to go," Ginny replied.
"…Except for you," Hermione said suddenly a look of fear on her face. "You spent so much time helping me that you aren't dressed yet!"
"The bride always comes first," Ginny said walking towards Hermione.
"But who walks down the aisle before the bride? You do," Hermione protested.
"But who is the main reason everyone gathered here today? You are, Hermione," Ginny defended. "And I have all my makeup and hair ready so it's just fine. All I have is my dress."
Hermione relaxed a bit, "Okay, all right."
Ginny quickly got her dress on and placed her shoes on. She walked over to the mirror and smiled.
"Okay, how do I look?" Ginny asked Hermione, but another answered.
"Absolutely stunning," the two heard a familiar voice speak, almost breathless. Ginny turned around and smiled at a figure leaning against the doorway.
"Why are you up here?" Ginny asked Harry and walked over to him.
"Well, unlike Georgie, I'm allowed to be," Harry began, "and because I couldn't wait to see you. Both of you."
Ginny hugged Harry as he kissed her cheek, and then he focused on Hermione.
"Wow, Hermione," Harry breathed. "You look beautiful."
"Thanks, Harry," Hermione said and hugged him after the to both kissed each other of the cheek.
"Hermione you're trembling," Harry laughed and released her. "Don't be nervous." Ginny walked up behind Harry and shook her head at Harry but what meant to be seen by Hermione. She smiled at this.
"Men," Ginny scoffed. Harry turned to her.
"Oh yeah," Harry said. " 'Men.' What are we going to do with 'em?"
"Exactly," Ginny laughed. "He doesn't understand what it's like to be a bride."
"Oh and you do?"
"Well not in that sense, but I am female," Ginny said.
"Mmm," Harry hummed. "Well in that case then yes, I do not understand."
"Mmm," Ginny repeated what Harry had said and he leaned down to plant a small kiss on her lips. Hermione smiled at the two of them.
"Well," she said, breaking up their kiss. "You two act like you're already married."
"Ooh, no," Harry disagreed. "I'd be acting a lot differently right now."
"How so?" Ginny inquired and crossed her arms.
"I'd be really mean to you," said Harry, "like George Lopez."
This is when Harry ran out of the door with Ginny threatening to chase him.
"I'll see you ladies at the podium!" Harry called up to Hermione and Ginny.
"Oh, Ginny," started Hermione, "ever since he's been with you he's been so much happier."
Ginny smiled at this an nodded and then said, "So have I."
*StarStarStar*
Another hour passed and it was fifteen minutes until the wedding officially began. The guests were seated and then, the men began to walk to the alter. Ron was last right after Harry and then George finished up the row of men and he stood at the podium.
Then, it was the girls' turn.
There were a few bridesmaids (including Luna and Fleur), and then the music changed. Victoire went down the aisle dropping down the flowers. She was pursued by Ginny, who walked slowly and elegantly down the aisle, catching Harry's eye as he winked at her which made her smile a bit more. Then, it was Hermione's turn. She walked down the aisle looking at no one but George. He smiled at her and nothing else mattered. She returned the smile, and focused on him. She could only see him…and the walkway, of course.
She reached the podium moments after, gave her bouquet of white roses to Ginny and joined hands with George.
The ceremony was lovely. It was the same man who led Bill and Fleur's wedding.
"I now pronounce you bonded for life!" he spoke and the sparks then flew around them. Everyone stood up and cheered as George and Hermione kissed each other.
They then walked hand in hand down the aisle, smiling immensely followed by the flower girl, Ginny and Harry who had joined hands, Ron, Luna, and everyone else who had walked down before the bride and groom.
The reception party was wonderful; it seemed as though nothing could go wrong. Hermione and George had danced first, and then others joined them.
"Where do you imagine your wedding?" Harry muttered in Ginny's ear as he and she turned slowly on the floor.
"My wedding? Why not our wedding?" Ginny wondered back to him as her head barely rested on his shoulder. Even with heels, he was still pretty tall.
"Because we never know what could happen," Harry said. "You may do something idiotic and that'll cause me to not love you anymore."
Ginny scowled and said, "Well what about you? What if you do something idiotic? Why always me?"
Harry looked down at her and smirked.
"You know none of that is going to happen, right?" Harry said, making sure.
Ginny laughed and said, "Yes, I do."
"But you still haven't answered my question. About our wedding."
"…I guess here," said Ginny. "Maybe. But there's something about it that just…I don't know…I don't know if I can exactly imagine us getting married here."
"Well maybe not like this, but here," Harry helped her. She nodded.
"Why'd you ask?" she questioned and rested her head back on his shoulder.
"Oh, I don't even care," said Harry. "I was just wondering. Cause after all of this trouble, we're eloping."
Ginny shook her head and laughed. Harry smiled and wrapped his arms a little more tightly around her.
"…But I guess I can imagine everything like you said," said Harry. "I like the weddings here. What happens and everyone's surrounded with happiness."
"Aw, we're not eloping," Ginny mock-pouted. Harry smiled softly down at her and chuckled a moment.
"Whatever makes you happy, we'll do…but I wouldn't exactly love eloping unless it was to get away form something critical," Harry responded.
"Ginny, what was that?" Harry and Ginny both turned around to see George and Hermione dancing next to them. "You're pregnant?"
Something like that.
Right after he said this, Ginny kicked him, telling him to shut up. George winced.
"…No one heard that right?" Ginny whispered to Harry and Hermione.
"Hopefully not," Harry hoped. Hermione giggled slightly and shook her head at her newly wed husband.
"It's okay no one would believe him anyways," Hermione reassured Harry and Ginny. "It's George."
Harry and Ginny chuckled while George said, "I don't go around saying, 'It's Hermione,' now do I?"
Hermione laughed again and placed her head on his shoulder. A few moments later, Molly came over to George and Hermione and said, "You guys have to go up and get your things for you honey moon!
"…And did I hear that Ginny's pregnant?"
All Hermione and George could do was laugh, and Ginny and Harry eventually joined in with them nervously.
Then, after George, Hermione, and Molly were gone, Ginny let out a great sigh of relief.
"Ugh, George," she scowled. Harry chuckled at this.
"Hey, you'd be blamed too!" Ginny added. "They'd actually probably be more mad at you then me."
At this moment, Harry immediately closed his mouth as his eyes went wide. Ginny couldn't help but laugh at this. Then, Harry became happy once he heard the song playing.
"Oh Merlin…" he began. "Is this 'Here I am' from Spirit Stallion of the Cimarron? Ah-OH yes!"
Ginny laughed again and just pulled him into a tight hug while they kept spinning slowly.
"Oh, here they come!" Harry said and turned Ginny around to see Hermione and George walking hand in hand down the center of the floor and out to the flying car.
"Have fun you guys!" Ginny and a bunch of others called as everyone else cheered and clapped. After a few moments, Harry wrapped his arms around her, looking at Hermione and George as they departed.
"That's us one day," Ginny whispered to Harry, seeing his ear right in front of face. He kissed her cheek.
"Mhm," he hummed.
*StarStarStar*
"You remember this place, don't you?" Harry whispered to Ginny as they walked hand in hand through the woods.
"Oh, you-you didn't!" Ginny exclaimed and ran over to the small dance floor in Muggle London she remembered them coming to two years and a few months ago.
Harry smiled as she did this, and he ran after her just like he remembered him doing two years ago at the Rockwood school dance. Ginny was laughing at the thought of Harry going all out and dancing crazily like a jumping bean, and meeting the girl…what was her name? Ah, Annette. That was it. Wow. Ginny almost died of laughter that night. She also remembered the name she called Harry that night: whiney little baby Potter. She loved that name for him whenever he wanted her to do something for him.
"Why'd we come back here?" she wondered and turned to Harry who had caught her and picked her up and spun her from behind her.
"Ahh!" Ginny laughed. Harry placed her back down on the ground and smiled back at her.
"I just thought you'd like it," Harry said. "A little memory."
Ginny giggled and said, "Well I do like it. Thank you."
"Oh, that's not it," Harry said and flicked his wand a few times. Ginny walked closer to the middle of the dance floor now.
"Harry! Someone could see you!"
"Well, I'll take my chances," he said and his wand twitched again. All around the floor, candles floated, one seat that could barely sit two appeared, and the song "Dynamite" played. Ginny found this funny.
"I remember this all too well," Ginny sighed as Harry took her hands and began to sway with her, even though the tempo of the song was definitely not what they were going at.
"Harry why'd we come all the way here? Just for this?" Ginny wondered. Harry shook his head and breathed out a shaky breath. Ginny then noticed that Harry was becoming increasingly smaller. Her eyebrows furrowed as she followed his eyes all the way down to when he was in a kneeling position. She raised her eyebrows, thinking that this was just another, "Ginny Weasley, will you excuse me while I tie my shoe?" But then she gasped when he took out a small, black, velvet box.
"Ginerva Molly Weasley, " Harry began, looking up at Ginny with glistening eyes. "When I first looked at you on the Platform between 9 and 10, I had no idea you'd be the one I'd be saying this to. You were a sweet little ginger that wished me good luck, and then I didn't see you for another year and a few months. This was the year you came to Hogwarts. This is also the year you opened the Chamber of Secrets, and your brother and I had to come rescue you." Ginny bit her lower lip, thinking briefly about her first year.
"More years passed and then came fifth year. This was when I started to notice that you were an outstanding witch. Sixth year came along soon after, and after you won the quidditch match, I snogged you in front of everybody. This is when I became crazy about you. Ron took a little getting used to, though. Then, at the end of that year, it broke my heart to have to tell you we couldn't be together. I felt as though it couldn't be any other way, and I seemed to have broken your heart, too.
"But, at the end of the unruly seventh year, I came back, and I pretended to be dead…which also seemed to make you utterly sad. But it had its benefits. You know what those were…" he smirked slightly up at her.
"And finally, I had to just…man up and talk to you. I did, and I'm so glad I did. That, I think, was the moment we truly became each other's. That was the moment I knew that I would love you for the rest of my life."
And with that, Harry lifted the lid to the box, and presented the ring to Ginny. She placed her hands over her mouth.
"Ginny, I love you, and I will always love you. If you would be so kind to make me the most joyous man alive, will you marry me?"
Ginny gulped as he said the last four words and tears had finally left her eyes. She took her hands from her lips and then she sank down so that she was on her knees right in front of Harry. Then she replied in a shaky voice, "Harry James Potter, if you would do me that favor and make me the happiest woman alive, will you marry me?"
"Yes," they both sighed at the same time, and then smiled immensely. Strong inhales followed as they hugged each other tightly. They were both crying-Ginny maybe a little more that Harry. After they had released each other from the hug, Harry took both sides of her face and pulled her into a deep kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck again and returned it without hesitation as his arms embraced her.
After a few minutes, they parted once they realized they were on the ground with Ginny was on top of Harry. They smiled and Ginny giggled as Harry chuckled. Then Harry rolled over onto Ginny (not all the way, of course).
"Harry…" Ginny began.
"Ginny…" Harry said and kissed the closest thing to his lips, which was her neck.
"You have no idea how much I love you right now," she whispered.
"You have no idea how much I love you right now, either," he responded.
"You have no idea how much I've loved you," Ginny said, beating Harry.
"…I can't beat that." Ginny laughed and kissed the top of his head.
"Well…you know what?" Harry asked and sat up. Ginny followed him.
"What?" she wondered.
"Do you also remember what happened when we came here?" he asked raising an eyebrow.
"How could I forget?" Ginny wondered.
"OH!" Harry paused. "And before I forget, your left hand if you would Ms. Weasley."
"It's going to be Mrs. Potter soon," Ginny thought. Harry looked up and smiled at her.
"That's right," Harry said. Then, he took out the ring and slid it onto Ginny's finger. A perfect fit.
"Oh, Harry it's beautiful!" Ginny exclaimed, thinking it was all the more beautiful on a finger than in a dark, velvet box.
"I searched a while, trying to find something just as beautiful as you," Harry mumbled. "But nothing seemed to compare. This was the one I thought you'd love the best. But when I was looking for one, I thought of something. You, Ginny Weasley, are my diamond."
Ginny bit her lower lips and then pounced on him.
"Harry, I don't know what you are to me," she whispered as she rolled off of him and onto the grass next to him, staring up at the stars.
"…You could be my watch," Ginny concluded which made Harry chuckle.
"Ginny the diamond and Harry the watch?" Harry laughed. Ginny joined him.
"Okay…ah-HA! No, Harry, you are not a jewel, or fancy item I poses," Ginny began. "You are my man: my man with the messy hair and the round glasses. You are my hero. You are my hero that married 'a ginger.'"
Harry smiled at this. He was glad she didn't add anything to do with him being famous…at least directly. It was just about two people that loved each other more than anything in the whole entire world.
"So…do you want to go to the Marriott?" Harry wondered and perked up on one shoulder.
"Actually…not really," Ginny answered truthfully and sat up.
Harry pouted and asked, "Why not?" as they both stood up.
"I want to go home and do what I always imagined myself doing," said Ginny. "I want to run into my mum's arms and show her the ring and then run upstairs with Hermione and tell her about if for hours, and then finally fall asleep in your arms."
"Well then, Ginny Weasley," Harry began. "I never knew you were one to dream about that kind of thing."
"You know better than anyone that I do when it comes to you, Harry Potter," she disagreed and pointed a finger at him. Harry just laughed, held his hands up in mock-surrender and then kissed her again. This one didn't last long, and after they were done, they took each other's hands and apparated back to the burrow.
Ginny then let go of Harry's hand and ran into the house where she called, "Mum!"
"Ginny?" Molly asked form the living room. Ginny turned her head and ran to her mother who had just stood up.
"He did it! He proposed!" she exclaimed and hugged her tightly.
"Oh, that's wonderful, dear!" she said and hugged her only daughter back.
"Finally," George whispered from the couch Molly was sitting on. Ginny stuck a tongue out at him. Hermione got up from beside him and whispered, "Shh!" to him.
"Wait…you knew?" Ginny wondered to Hermione. Hermione bit her lower lip, and then Ginny let go of her mum.
"…You all knew, didn't you?" concluded Ginny. When no one said anything, except George making a silent side comment that Ginny didn't quite hear (he said, "Yeah, you think, Smarty?"). Ginny glared at him, knowing it wasn't anything positive.
Then, she turned around to see Harry leaning against the doorway with a smirk on his face.
"…Yeah I guessed you'd come in running like this," Harry said casually. Ginny shook her head at him and said, "You're turning into George." Harry placed an "ew" look on his face. Ginny then darted for him, which he noticed and then ran out the doorway, shouting, "Goodnight everybody!"
"Oh, kids," George said and picked up the newspaper he was reading again, followed by numerous amounts of glares and grimaces.
A/N: WHEW! Long chaprer then my average, huh? Anyways…I just needed to get the proposition out of the way…which, by the way, I LOVED WRITING SO MUCH! I'm so happy with how it turned out! Tell me what you guys think! Next chapter coming soon!