The Wedding
Hermione Granger sat at her vanity stool, her hair up in curlers. About ten people were trying to do her makeup all at once. About a million times she said she didn't want any, but no one would listen to her. She stood up and pushed them all away. She walked over to her closet and pulled out a simple but gorgeous white gown. It had thick straps that went off of her shoulders, a cinched waist line which accentuadted her wonderful curves, and a long billowing train. She slipped into it and put on a pair of lime green high heels. Lime green was her favorite color so she thought if she wore it some where on her it would bring some luck. She wasn't a bit nervous. She had known Ron since she was eleven years old after all. All of the weomen came back over to her and started to primp her again. She let a sight escape her lips.
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For Ron Weasley, the story was a bit different. He stood in the middle of his room and tried to tie his bowtie. His hands were shaking so much he had great difficulty. Harry sensing his terrible nerves taking action went to Ron and whispered comforting words to Ron. Ron took a deep breat and started to calm down. " Harry, what if Hermione doesn't love me anymore ?" said Ron with a with a horrorstruck look on his face.
" Hermione could never not love you Ron. You two are made for each other." said Harry.
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There were exactly 2 minutes before the wedding started. Heeermione stood out side the archway. She put her elbow in the crook of her fathers arm, and they set off down the isle. Hermione's face broke into and earsplitting grin and she rushed as fast as she could in high heels, with a long dress on sand. Ron's mouth was gaping wide open at the sight of Hermione. Her brown hair was in tousled ringlets, she had no makeup on but seemed to be glowing. Her dress was perfect for her, simple and beautiful, same as she was. She pulled her father to the front gave him kiss and stepped onto the platform where Ron stood his hand helping to pull her off. The salty spray of the ocean crashed behind the couple, but nothing could brake their gaze. His blue ones were locked into her hazel ones. Nothing except for the minister saying: " Do you Hermione Jean Granger take Ronald Bilius Weasley to be your lawfully wedded husband?"
" I do. " said Hermione in a firm tone slipping the ring onto Ron's finger.
" Do you, Ronald Bilius Weasley take Hermione Jean Granger to be your lawfully wedded wife ? " asked the minister in a serious tone.
" I do " Ron whispered out while slipping the gold ring onto Hermione's slim finger.
" You may kiss the bride " said the minister with a slight smile. Ron leaned forward and kissed Hermione. It was like no kiss they had ever shared. It was so passionate, Hermione could have sworn that sparks were flying from their lips. When they finnally parted everyone clapped and the minister announced " I know give you Mr. and Ms. Weasley ! "
Ron and Hermione both looked at each other and imediatley knew what to do. Hermione dropped her shoes in the sand as did Ron and they ran into the crashing waves together.
They all lived happily ever after !
Thanks for reading ! ~Ronluver7
