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Speak Now

I am not the kind of girl

Who should be rudely bargin' in on a White Veil occasion

But you are not the kind of boy who should be marrying the wrong girl

… you need to hear me out and they said "Speak now."

It was nearly four o'clock! I was running out of time. Where in Merlin's beard do the Browns even live? Hermione thought to herself as she paced up and down the Wizarding community in London. She had forty-five minutes to get to Ron's wedding to stop him from tying himself to that sticky, sodding Lavender Brown. Why her? Hermione just couldn't let him do it. How could he marry that… that Squirrel!

"Where have you been?" Ginny asked, greeting Hermione from outside Lavender's dressing room.

"Nowhere. I'm crashing the wedding, remember? Lavender un-invited me two nights ago after I hugged your brother. Bitch…" Hermione scowled through a crack in the door at Lavender who was screaming at her younger sister who was adjusting her veil.

"Right, I'm so glad you're here! She's kicked me out." Ginny crossed her arms and shifted feet.

"Of the wedding?"

"Hardly, I tried to tell her that her gown was caught on the bathroom's threshold. She thought I did it on purpose, and now I'm waiting outside."

"Damn her." Hermione muttered.

The wedding march began. Ginny sat beside Hermione and Harry in the second row because she didn't dare stand at the altar with her. Ron winked at Hermione, who blushed.

"This composition is terrible." Hermione whispered.

"Isn't it? Ron hates it, but apparently his opinion didn't matter. Lav's gone mad." Ginny whispered.

"Harry, why aren't you Best Man?" Hermione gasped.

"Lavender thought Ron would be too preoccupied by having his best mate up next to him."

"That makes no sense!" Hermione exclaimed.

"Tell her that."

Lavender trotted down the aisle in her meringue sheet. She looked like a bloody feather duster!

"I can't let him do this." Hermione said.

"Then, stop the wedding. You know it's the best thing." Ginny whispered.

"I agree, I'd do it for you, but that'd be awkward." Harry interjected.

"Harry James!" Ginny loudly whispered.

"Sorry, dear. I can't wait to get married to you in three months." Harry sucked up.

"You all need to hush!" Molly Weasley whispered, turned around towards the trio.

"Sorry…" They said in unison.

"Is there any Witch or Wizard who has reason why these two young people should not be joined in Holy Matrimony?" Hermione heard. It repeated over and over. This was her chance.

Ginny nudged her, so hard in fact that she rose from their seat.

"Yes, Miss?"

"I… er," She turned to Ron. "I can't let you do this."

Gasps. Hermione looked around, all eyes on her; terrified.

"What?" Lavender hissed.

"Hermione!" Ron cried.

"Hermione…"

Hermione…

Hermione…

"Hermione? Darling wake up." Hermione felt herself being shaken awake.

"Sweetheart, are you ok? Is it the baby?" Ron's eyes were flushed with concern.

She blinked herself awake. "Yes, I'm ok. Bad dream. Terrible dream. Are you ok?" She asked.

"I'm fine. Just happy you're here." He smiled.

"Me too, I'm happy now." She closed her eyes and sighed.

I learned how to use Page Breaks! Weee! I hope you like it. I also hope I didn't confuse you too much. The song is Speak Now by Taylor Swift. Review! Love you! xx