Harry and Seamus: Beauty of Life!
Chapter 6 – Five Years Later!
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For the first time since Seamus passed away, Harry decided to head back to the house where Seamus grew up.
Harry found himself sitting in Seamus's spot once again, still trying to figure out, after all these years, why he enjoyed sitting in this particular spot, his deep thought was interrupted by a very highly strung Hermione,
"She's done it again, Rita Skeeter, have you see this", said Hermione throwing the paper on the coffee table.
Harry picked up the paper and read the caption out loud;
"The chosen one, Harry potter, a victim domestic violence. It is believed that Mr Potter is a victim of fiancé, Draco Malfoy. It is reported that this is due to Mr Potter mixing with half-bloods and muggleborns alike".
"It's bullshit, you know that right", said Harry.
"I know but still", replied Hermione, who was worried.
"I appreciate that you're worried, but you can't believe what Rita says", said Harry, throwing the paper onto the fire and sitting down with a cup of tea.
"We've got more important things to worry about anyway", said Draco.
"That's right, your wedding is coming up", replied Hermione.
"Yeah, let's hope everything goes to plan", smiled Harry.
Draco sat down and perched himself into Harry's arms, which Harry still found weird, seeing Draco being affectionate.
"How is everything with the planning", asked Ron?
"Fine, had the odd hiccup here and there with seating and stuff, you know, the usual", replied Harry.
"And the groomsmen and the bridesmaid situation", said Draco.
"And what's wrong with that", asked Hermione?
"Well, as seen as neither of us are a bride, we don't know whether we should just have groomsmen or include bridesmaids", replied Draco.
"It's you're wedding, you can have whatever you want", replied Hermione", replied Hermione.
"Mm. we actually thought about having a bridesmaids and groomsmen each, win-win", said Draco.
"And I've already picked mine", said Harry, looming over to Ron and Hermione.
"I'll do it as long as I don't have wear anything ridiculous", replied Ron.
"Deal", replied Harry.
"I'm flattered, but I thought you would of picked Ginny", said Hermione.
"I was going to ask Ginny if she wanted to be mine", replied Draco.
"Please don't take this the wrong, but I didn't think you and Ginny got along", pointed out Ron.
"We might not do but it's a start", smiled Draco.
"Being the bigger person" said Hermione.
"And then some", smirked Harry.
"Oh shut up", said Draco, poking Harry.
"Still no news on whether your father's coming", asked Hermione?
"No, he isn't, I thought he would of changed his mind by now, but mother's coming", replied Draco.
"His lose", said Draco, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
"Yes, it is" replied Hermione
Two days later
"Thank you again for letting us having the wedding here Mrs. Weasley", smiled Draco
"My pleasure dear", smiled Molly.
"Now then, where's that Harry", said Molly, who finished adjusting Draco's bow.
"Here", said Harry, who walked into the kitchen tying his tie and holding the daily prophet under his arm.
"My, don't you look handsome", said Molly, making a big fuss over Harry.
"Yes, you do", complemented Draco.
"Are you guys ready", asked Hermione, who entered the room in a periwinkle blue dress.
"Wow", said Harry.
"Hands off", said Ron, who caught Harry eyeing Hermione.
"Oh shut up", said Harry.
"Come on you two" said Hermione.
the group in the kitchen dispersed and headed out to the wedding tent outside the burrow.
"Dearly Beloved, we are gathered together here in the sign of God – and in the face of this company – to join together this man and this woman in holy matrimony, which is commended to be honorable among all men; and therefore – is not by any – to be entered into unadvisedly or lightly – but reverently, discreetly, advisedly and solemnly. Into this holy estate these two persons present now come to be joined. If any person can show just cause why they may not be joined together – let them speak now or forever hold their peace", said the Vicar.
"I-I-I can't do this", hesitated Harry.
Shock and Silence filled the room with what Harry.
Harry left the tent.
A/N - Sorry It's taken so long to update and enjoy!