Epilogue Part II
Ron and Hermione's Wedding

(May 2nd, 2000)

(Ron's PoV – A few minutes earlier)

Ron was sitting on his bed looking at himself in the mirror. There was a knock on his bedroom door. He looked up at the door and sighed.

"It's open," he said.

The door opened and Harry stood there.

"It's time," Harry said, grinning.

Ron inhaled and nodded. He stood up and straightened his tuxedo, then followed Harry out the door. As he walked down the stairs, he saw Ginny, and Luna waiting outside the bedroom where Hermione was currently in. Ron stared at the bedroom door for a few moments.

"How does she look?" he whispered.

"Can't you wait to know for a few more minutes, Ron?" Ginny asked.

"It is bad luck to know how the bride looks before the wedding, Ronald," Luna said.

"I thought that was something only Muggles worried about," Ron said.

"Oh, no," Luna said, shaking her head, "definitely not."

Ron chuckled nervously.

"Just forget I said anything then," he said.

Harry led him down the stairs, where Bill and George were standing with Fleur and Angelina.

"Ready, little brother?" Bill asked.

"I think so," Ron said, nodding.

"Of course he is!" Mrs. Weasley said, walking into the room.

Ron could see tears already sparkling in his mother's eyes. She walked over to Ron and hugged him.

"My little boy!" she said, chuckling, "All grown up and getting married!"

"Not unless we get him to the marquee, Mum," George said.

"Er... right!" Mrs. Weasley said, backing away.

Ron offered his arm and his mother took it. Harry, George and Bill walked ahead of them and they all headed out of the house. Mr. Weasley was waiting just outside.

"Is he ready?" he asked his wife.

"Just a bit nervous," Mrs. Weasley said.

Ron's father smiled and looked at him.

"Always happens," he said, "I was quite nervous when I was in your position."

Ron smiled and nodded. He then walked with his mother toward the marquee, following his best men. Soon he arrived at the back of the marquee.

"Boys," Mrs. Weasley said, "You'll wait for the bridesmaids. Ron and I will go first."

"Of course, Mrs. Weasley," Harry said, then looked up at Ron. "Good luck, mate."

"Got the ring?" Ron muttered.

Harry smiled and pat the coat pocket. His eyes went wide and he then pat the other coat pocket and looked relieved. Harry chuckled and Ron just rolled his eyes. Ron's mother waved her wand and the music started. The guests who were sitting and chatting to each other all turned around. Ron inhaled.

"Baby steps, Ronald," Mrs. Weasley said.

"Yes, Mum," Ron said, quietly.

Ron stepped forward with his mother, slowly down the aisle.

"Never thought he'd get married!" Auntie Muriel whispered to anyone who would listen, "Always thought he'd be the old, single one in the family."

Ron's mother cleared her throat. Auntie Muriel stopped talking.

"Did we have to invite her?" Ron whispered to his mother.

"I forgot to take her off the guest list," Mrs. Weasley whispered back, "I promise you she'll behave."

Ron looked over his mother's head, and saw Hermione's bridesmaids walking across the lawn. Before he could see Hermione, however, his mother looked up at him.

"Ron, no peeking yet," Mrs. Weasley said, "Good things come to those who wait."

"Yes, Mum," Ron said, looking forward.

They finally arrived at the end of the aisle. Ron looked at his mother, and she smiled, tears pooling in her eyes.

"My little boy!" she whispered.

"Oh, Mum," he said, grinning.

He hugged his mother and she backed away and smiled. She then walked over to her seat. Ron walked to his position near the podium and looked down the aisle. His father was walking down the aisle with Hermione's mother. Near the back, the bridesmaids were walking toward his best men. Ron inhaled. It was almost time...

(Hermione's PoV)

When Hermione and her father arrived, she saw Harry, George and Bill waiting at the back of the marquee. Ginny walked over to Hermione and helped her put the veil on. As the veil covered her face, Hermione noticed Harry give her a look and she chuckled and waved to him. He smiled and took Ginny's hand. More music started, and the best men and bridesmaids started down the aisle; Harry and Ginny; George and Angelina; Bill and Fleur, and Luna all alone; Ron's fourth best man position was empty, in memory of his brother, Fred. From the reactions of everyone in the room, Hermione knew that there had been no wonder why Luna was walking alone down the aisle.

Then the traditional Muggle wedding march started to play. A few of the guests looked at each other sort of odd, as they stood up.

"Let me guess," Richard muttered to Hermione, "Wizards don't know this song."

Hermione chuckled and shook her head.

"Here we go, Daddy," she said.

Richard nodded and Hermione could tell he was just as nervous as she was. They walked together, one foot in front of the other.

Hermione looked around at the guests. On one side was many of the Weasleys, though she barely knew any of them by name. On the other side, were many of her friends from Hogwarts, including Draco Malfoy and Astoria Greengrass. Draco's eyes brightened when he caught sight of Hermione. A few professors were there as well, including Professors McGonagall and Flitwick, and Hagrid; the latter, in an oversized chair, and he already had tears in his eyes as he grinned at Hermione.

Hermione then inhaled and looked down the aisle at Ron. Ron's eyes sparkled as he looked at Hermione. Hermione smiled back at him. He looked so handsome in his tuxedo. Harry whispered something to Ron, and Ron nodded and chuckled.

Finally, Hermione and her father reached the end of the aisle. Hermione's father lifted the veil and kissed Hermione on her cheek. She smiled and Richard walked over next to his wife and sat down. Hermione noticed that her mother and Mrs. Weasley already had tears in their eyes. Hermione then walked up to Ron.

"You look absolutely stunning," Ron whispered, "And if anyone says differently, I'll hex them."

Hermione smiled and took Ron's hand. Kingsley Shacklebolt walked up to podium in front of them. They had decided that the Minister would lead the ceremony, given that he was on the guest list anyway.

Kingsley cleared his throat and put his wand to his lips.

"We are gathered here in magical matrimony to unite two families as one," he said, "This date not only marks a wedding, but also an anniversary. An anniversary of the day the wizarding world changed. This gathering of family and friends to unite two souls together, reminds us that the wizarding world has changed for the better. I met these two young ones standing in front of me today when our world was in the middle of dark times. And to see that their friendship and love survived and thrived after those dark times makes me realize that maybe there was light in those dark times as well."

Kingsley smiled and looked at Ron and Hermione.

"Ron and Hermione have both written their own vows for each other," Kingsley said, "to go with the traditional vows. If they can, I request them to give those vows now. Ron?"

Ron turned and faced toward Hermione. Hermione smiled when she could see Ron taking a deep breath.

"Hermione," Ron said, "The day I met you, I was already prepared to go through many changes in my life. I was starting at Hogwarts, and before then I had hardly been away from the Burrow for as long as I would be. I was nervous as they come to start school, and then you walked in to where I was sitting on the train, and by the time you left, you hadn't helped my nerves one bit."

Hermione grinned. Behind Ron, Harry chuckled softly. Hermione glared at him, and he sobered up. Hermione then looked back at Ron.

"As I watched you being sort into Gryffindor," Ron continued, "I thought to myself 'am I going to have to deal with this girl for seven years?'. The thought was strange at first. But standing here now, I look back at that eleven year-old kid, and I wonder what I could say if I could meet him again. I wonder if he would believe me when I would tell him that during those seven years of his life that he would know Hermione Granger, he'll soon come to realize, seven years isn't enough time to spend with her. Not at all."

Ron smiled at Hermione. .

"So today I ask you, Hermione," he continued, "to remember those seven years we spent when we were going through some of the biggest changes we'd ever go through. I ask you look back on what we've been through together since that fateful day we met in a cramped room on the Hogwarts Express. And..."

He turned slightly and looked at Harry. Harry took a small maroon box from his pocket and Ron took something from it. He then turned and looked back at Hermione.

"...I ask you to join me," Ron said, putting the ring on Hermione's finger, "as we continue down this path together and we go through many more changes in our lives."

Hermione felt a tear in her eye as she looked at the ring on her hand. It looked so beautiful.

Ron looked up at Kingsley.

"Hermione?" Kingsley asked.

Hermione inhaled and exhaled as she tried to remember what she was going to say.

"I see myself as someone who usually thinks about stuff before doing it," she said. "I'm book-smart. I usually plan out things and don't like finishing them until I know they're done right. I get upset when they're not perfectly done and everything is correct. But with you, Ron, I find that I am completely different. I take chances. I take risks. I let things happen as they go, and sometimes I don't care about the outcome. But that doesn't seem strange to me... at all."

Hermione smiled and looked down at Ron's hands.

"Nobody knows what is going to happen when they get into commitments like this," she said. "It can be a very frightening situation to even think about, to be completely honest. But I can't see myself doing this with anyone but you. Because we've already been through so much together, and I feel like I can be myself and anyone I want to be around you, because I know that is what you want for me."

Hermione turned to Ginny, who offered a small maroon pillow. The ring laying on it had been her grandfather's, and had been passed down from him to her father, and to finally Hermione to give to Ron. Hermione picked it up and turned to Ron, who smiled and offered his hand.

"And now I ask," Hermione said, as she put the ring on his hand, "if you will be with me through everything that should happen to us."

Ron looked down at his ring, then looked up at Hermione, who smiled. She then looked up at Kingsley.

"Do you," Kingsley said, looking at Ron, "Ronald Billius take Hermione Jean to be your wife in magical commitment for as long as you both shall live?"

Ron looked at Hermione, and smiled. He nodded.

"I do," Ron said.

He exhaled and grinned.

"Do you," Kingsley said, looking at Hermione, "Hermione Jean take Ronald Billius to be your husband in magical commitment for as long as you both shall live."

Hermione looked at Ron, her eyes staring into his.

"I do," she said, nodding.

She grinned and Ron chuckled.

"Mr. and Mrs. Weasley?" Kingsley said, looking at Ron's parents, "I believe you requested something during this time?"

Ron's parents stood up and walked over to Ron and Hermione. Ron took Hermione's hands and put them up. Mr. Weasley and Mrs. Weasley each put one hand on Ron and Hermione's hands and took out their wands. They both muttered some words under their breath, and ropes of gold lights streamed from their wands and circled around Hermione and Ron's hands, Hermione instantly felt warmth take over her whole body. It felt wonderful. Her fingers and toes tingled. It felt as if her own soul was warming up to their touch. Hermione gasped as she realized what was going on: the magical bond that was in their blood and Ron's blood had now been passed onto Hermione. She felt tears in her eyes. She had never felt anything like this before.

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley then looked at both Ron and Hermione and walked back to their seats, standing up.

"Wizards and witches, Squibs and Muggles alike," Kingsley said, "As Minister of Magic, it is my honor and privilege to present to you Mr. and Mrs. Ronald Billius Weasley."

He then looked at Ron and Hermione.

"You may kiss the bride," he said, smiling.

Ron lifted up Hermione's veil and Hermione felt Ron's hands caress her cheeks as he leaned in and kissed her. Hermione returned the kiss, and felt tears pouring down her cheeks. As she was kissing him, she heard chairs move and applause fill the tent. Harry and Ginny cleared their throats, and Ron chuckled against Hermione's lips and backed up. Hermione grinned and wiped the tears from her eyes and looked at her parents and extended family and friends.

"If everyone will remain standing," Kingsley said.

He lifted his wand and the chairs behind each of the guests floated up in the air and moved aside around the marquee. Tables appeared around the area, and the marquee's walls opened up to the elements. The floor below them turned gold and silver and sparkled. Waiters popped up carrying trays of drink and food, and they walked into the marquee.

Ron took Hermione's hand and they walked out into the center of the floor. Slow beautiful music started to play

"May I have this dance?" Ron asked.

Hermione nodded and grinned and put her arms around his neck. Ron put his arms around her back. The guests around them formed a big circle.

"How are you feeling?" Ron asked, "Mrs. Weasley?"

Hermione chuckled.

"That will take some time to get used to," she said, blushing.

"We have enough time," Ron said, grinning.

"I don't know how to feel right now," Hermione said, "My dreams have come true. I can say that much. I'm speechless."

"You're not the only one," Ron said.

Hermione smiled and leaned in to kiss Ron. Around them more couples started onto the dance floor.

"I love you, Ron," Hermione said.

"That's why we're here," Ron said, chuckling, "I love you too, Hermione."

"Hello, newlyweds!" Harry's voice said, behind Hermione.

Hermione moved Ron around so they could get a better view of Harry, who was dancing with Ginny.

"Congratulations, you two!" Ginny said, "I'd hug you, but I don't think you want to leave his arms."

Hermione blushed and grinned.

"Not yet," she said, shaking her head.

"Maybe not ever," Ron said.

"My father's going to want to dance with me," Hermione said. "Tradition."

"I'm sure my mother will pester me before too long," Ron said, grinning.

Hermione smiled and kissed him again. She then lay her head on his shoulder.

"Then let's make this last," she said.

"You better," Ron said, "After making me not see you for a full day."

"A full day?" Hermione asked, raising her head, "Is that why you didn't come to see me yesterday."

"The groom can't see the bride for a full day before the wedding," Ron said.

"The day of the wedding, Ron!" Hermione said, "Before the wedding! That doesn't mean a full day."

Ron frowned.

"Next time make that more clear," he said.

"There won't be a next time," Hermione reminded him, "You're mine for forever."

"I hoped you would say that," Ron said.

Bill and Fleur made their way over to them.

"Congratulations, little brother!" Bill said, putting his hand up to Ron to rub his hair.

Ron scowled.

"Thanks," he said.

"Welcome to the family, Hermione," Bill said, "Or should I say, sister-in-law."

Hermione grinned and blushed.

"Thanks, Bill," she said.

"You're welcome," Bill said, "And you're welcome for the gift."

"The gift?" Hermione asked.

"You didn't tell her yet?" Bill asked Ron.

"Hadn't gotten around to it yet!" Ron said.

"Tell me what?" Hermione asked.

"We're the proud new owners of Shell Cottage," Ron said.

Hermione's jaw dropped. She looked at Ron, then over at Bill and Fleur.

"You're serious?" Hermione asked, "He's serious?"

"Yep," Bill said, grinning.

"Oh, my gosh!" Hermione said, "Are you sure?"

"One-hundred percent," Bill said.

"It is ze perfect house for newlyweds," Fleur said, "Charmant!"

"Thank you!" Hermione said.

Bill grinned and he moved away with Fleur.

"Oh, my gosh," Hermione said, looking at Ron, "When did he tell you?"

"While I was getting ready," Ron said, grinning.

"I can't believe this!" Hermione said, "This is brilliant! When do we move in?"

"We can wait till after the honeymoon," Ron said.

'You still haven't told me where we're going," Hermione said, pouting.

"That's my surprise for you," Ron said.

"Oh!" Hermione said, "I almost forgot. Bend down."

"What?" Ron asked, chuckling.

"Bend down," Hermione repeated.

Ron raised an eyebrow and did as he was told. Hermione lifted up her dress a little.

"On my leg," Hermione said, blushing.

Ron chuckled and found the garter. He slipped it off Hermione's leg.

"Everyone's staring, Hermione," Ron whispered, "What do I do with this?"

"Toss it," Hermione said, "Into the crowd."

"Muggle tradition," Ron said, "I suppose?"

Hermione grinned and Ron tossed the garter behind them. Hermione grinned when Harry caught it. Harry blushed and Ron looked at Hermione.

"What does that mean?" he asked.

"Whoever caught it is the next to get married," Hermione said.

"Harry," Ron said, "And my sister... great."

"My turn," Hermione said.

She pointed her wand at the bouquet near the podium and it flew over to her. She grinned and threw it behind her. Hermione turned and laughed when Luna caught her.

"Same as the garter," Hermione explained to Ron.

Luna smiled at the flowers, then looked at Rolf. He laughed as she hugged him.

"I think she knows what that means," Ron said, grinning.

Hermione smiled. Over Ron's shoulder, she saw her father walking over to them.

"Daddy's dance," Hermione said, backing away from Ron, "Won't be too long."

Hermione smiled and kissed Ron again.

"I'll... just go find my Mum," Ron said.

Hermione's father reached her.

"May I have this dance, Daddy?" Hermione asked him.

"Thought you'd never ask," Richard said.

Hermione grinned and put her arms around her father's neck.

"So?" Richard asked, "How do you feel?"

"Well," Hermione said, "I'm not nervous anymore. You?"

"The events of the day are slowly trying to catch up to me," Richard said, "I was just talking to Ron's parents. Always wanted to be part of a big family."

"This one's pretty big!" Hermione said, chuckling.

"Arthur was explaining to me and your Mum," Richard said, "what he and Molly did during the ceremony. Or at least he tried to..."

"Long story, Daddy," Hermione said, "Ancient family tradition. Old magic."

"Old magic," Richard echoed, "Promise you won't forget your non-magical history now that your officially part of a wizarding family?"

"Never," Hermione said.

Richard smiled and Hermione saw tears in her father's eyes.

"Don't cry, Daddy," she said.

"My baby girl," Richard said, "All grown up and changing her last name."

"I'll always be your little girl," Hermione said.

Richard nodded. Hermione smiled and looked over her father's shoulder as they spun around. Ron was dancing with his mother, who had many tears in her eyes. Ron caught Hermione's eye and he grinned at her. A few minutes later, Harry walked up.

"Can Harry cut in, Daddy?" Hermione asked.

Richard nodded. Hermione kissed his cheek and saw more tears in her father's eyes. Her father grinned as he backed up, walking back into the crowd. Hermione put her arms around Harry.

"So, a Weasley!" Harry said, grinning.

"Yep," Hermione said, chuckling.

"I'm so happy for you and Ron," Harry said, "My two best friends in the world together."

"Forever," Hermione said, nodding.

"I remember when I wondered if you two would get together," Harry said, "Probably sometime back in sixth year. It was kind of scary to think about. I wondered if the relationship between the two of you could last. I thought 'What if it couldn't? Would it get awkward between the two of you?' And then I thought 'Or if it lasted, would it get even more awkward to be around the two of you?'"

Hermione laughed.

"I promise," she said, "No awkwardness."

"You don't have to worry about that anymore," Harry said, "You two are perfect for each other."

"I remember you asking me and Ron during my first kiss with him if it was the moment," Hermione said.

"Can you blame a bloke?" Harry asked, "It was in the middle of a battle!"

Hermione grinned.

"But now that you bring it up," Harry said, "Maybe that was the best place for a first kiss between you two. So random and unpredictable. Kind of like your relationship."

"Random and unpredictable," Hermione said, "Thanks, Harry."

"That is what makes the two of you wonderful for each other," Harry said.

Hermione grinned and hugged her best friend.

"Oi!" Ron's voice said, behind Hermione, "Trying to steal my bride away?"

"Never," Harry said.

"Joking, mate," Ron said.

He grinned and hugged Ron.

"Congratulations, mate," he said, then backed away, "To the both of you."

"Thank you, Harry," Hermione said.

"Thanks," Ron said, grinning.

"I'll just leave you two alone," Harry said.

Harry winked and walked off. Hermione put her arms back around Ron and kissed him once again. Ron returned the kiss and Hermione deepened it.

"Back in your arms," Hermione said.

"I'll never let you go," Ron said.

"I wouldn't have it any other way," Hermione said, "I love you, my husband."

"I love you too," Ron said, "My beautiful wife."

Hermione sighed happily, and put her head on Ron's chest. She was finally Mrs. Ronald Weasley. Something she had been wanting for a very long time. She was curious to see where this new path in life would take her and Ron, but for right now, she was completely content with being in his arms on that dance floor. If she had it her way, she'd never let go of him.

And around Ron, she was usually known for getting her way.


I started this story way back in early 2009, and it has taken me two and a half years to write it. But for those of you who have stuck with me this whole time, I thank you for that. There were times when it seemed like I was never going to finish this. But I finally did. To all my reviewers, I thank you. Thank you for giving me your kind words and praise for every chapter.

For those wondering about a sequel... I have one in mind. It would probably have to do with Ron and Hermione's honeymoon, and it will probably be a lot shorter than this story. If I start it, I'm not sure if I'll finish it and that worries me. I can't really think of a good plot, so I'd have to get one in mind. I have an idea, but I'm not sure if I can roll with it enough to make a good story. We'll see how things go.

For now, I thank you again for your kind reviews and hope you enjoyed this story!

Thank you all!