Chapter 17: Goodnight Mrs. Weasley
Hermione Granger's eyes fluttered open at 8:04 am. For the briefest of moments, she didn't realize that today was different from any other day, but then she came into full consciences.
Today was her wedding day.
Her heart skipped a beat and she looked at the two men she was currently sharing a bed with. She would be their wife in a few hours. She bit her lip and her heart sped up. She realized she would never again wake up as Hermione Granger, but instead of weird, she realized it was the most beautiful thought she had ever had.
She left the room quietly not wanting to wake them, something about bad luck. She pulled on a pair of jeans and a jumper and apparated to the Burrow. As soon as she settled in, she was bombarded by screams from her mother and her soon to be mother in law. She broke out into a smile and let them crash into her body.
Everyone was setting up the tent while Hermione was inside with Ginny putting on her dress. A short Vera Wang number with a bow that puffed out at the bottom. Not overly extravagant, but still beautiful. Ginny zipped up the back of her dress slowly while Hermione felt the chills go up her spine. She was putting on her wedding dress. She was putting on her wedding dress because she was getting married. She was getting married in two hours.
"You look beautiful, Hermione."
Hermione looked at herself in the floor length mirror. Her hair all curly and soft, her mother's pearls hanging from her neck. Her engagement ring glistening in the light, "Yes, I do."
The moment arrived when the guests were staring to arrive. Harry and Ron joined her in Ginny's bed room. She hugged both of them and started to cry a little.
"I'm getting married."
"You're getting married." Harry said smiling, holding her arm.
"Ah, I still think you'll leave them for me." Ron winked at her.
She slapped him slightly and hugged him. "It won't be weird with Lavender here, right?"
"Nah. You know, not unless she throw another plate at my head."
Before the wedding, it was established that boys would be standing on Hermione's side. They had ties the color of Ginny's dress. There was a little fight over Ron since he was Fred and George's brother, but Hermione convinced them that they had Bill, Charlie, Percy, and Oliver, it was only fair that she got her Ron.
"I like the yellow on you, boys. It looks good."
"Well you look beautiful." Harry said. Ron nodded.
Hermione glanced up at the clock. "I'm getting married in ten minuets." She looked at them, her eyes wide. "I'm getting married! In ten minuets!"
"Well, actually nine now."
Hermione watched the backs of Harry, Ron, and Ginny walk farther and farther away from her. Her father was at her side, and she was clutching onto his arm, shaking violently.
"I know you, and me, and your mother haven't always seen eye to eye on things, but I love you, and I'm proud of you and-"
"I've fixed my makeup sixteen times since I've woken up today. Please don't make it seventeen."
He kissed the top of her head and the music started. "That's our cue."
Fred and George were at the altar, gazing out at the sea of people in front of them. Fred was currently practicing his speech in his head while George waited impatiently for one of the loves of his life to walk out the door. And then she did.
Both of them gasped a little. They had never seen her so beautiful. Their eyes met and she mouthed a little hi, and they did the same. She mouth I love you to them. Her tiny frame was held perfectly in the dress they had never seen. Her hair was in soft ringlets at her shoulders, and there wasn't one strand out of place.
After a million life times, Hermione reached the alter. She kissed her father on the cheek and turned to the two men. She was crying already, and so were they. Both sets of parents were in front of them, Molly holding her wand. Hermione held out both her hands and they each took one, making the three of them stand in a circle.
Fred cleared his throat, "George, from the moment we were born we knew we had a bond like no one else on the planet. You were there for me every minuet of my life, and I was there for all of yours, except for the five minuets when Mum was still pushing me out." There was a slight chuckle and Hermione gave a half amused half embarrassed eye roll.
"I vow to love you always. Hermione, from the moment I met you I was intrigued. You were amazingly smart, witty, and you never let anyone get in the way of what you wanted. I got the privilege of getting to know you, and then the honor of getting falling in love with you. Now, I get to have that honor every day. I vow to love you always."
Hermione was crying, it was supposed to be her turn.
"Hermione?" George said.
"No! I'm crying you go!" Everyone laughed, but she didn't really see what was so funny about it.
"George," He said, "It wouldn't surprise me if our speeches turned out to be exactly the same. You've always been my other half, and now you're a third of me. Every decision I've made in my life you've back me up and supported me. You loved me and gave me a hand to hold and shoulder to cry on, and I can only hope I've done the same for you. I vow to love you always" Fred nodded and mouthed And more to him. "Hermione, when I met you, you made me believe in things I never thought possible. Mainly, being able to be in love with more than one person. Your beauty, your intelligence, and your kind heart make you way too good for me, and every day when you wake up by my side, I'm amazed you want to be with me. I vow to love you always."
Hermione sniffed, "Fred, I knew that you were going to be trouble for me as soon as you kissed me for the first time. You ravished me with your love and made me feel like the most important girl in the world. Your tricks were always a challenge for my wit, but it's what made being around you so fun. You always listen to my problems and you've never judged me. The day you almost died was the day I almost died. You're my everything. I vow to love you always." He squeezed her hand. "George, you definitely showed your affection for me in odd ways, but that's what made me fall in love with you. Your teasing, and your ability to make me laugh at my lowest moments. You know everything about me, my hopes, my dreams, where I'm ticklish. You give me love I don't deserve. I vow to love you always."
Mrs. Weasley, with her husband, and Hermione's parents touching her hand, lowered it to their wrists. A thick tongue of fire winds danced around their arms. "I now pronounce you Husband, Husband, and Wife."
The ceremony, compared to other Weasley weddings, was uneventful. Hermione, Fred, and George spent the entire time gazing at each other lovingly, and wondering when the hell they could leave to have sex. However, they did see a certain red headed Weasley slow dancing with a pretty girl in a Lavender dress.
Finally the night came to an end and the three of them apparated to their apartment. They were going on their Honeymoon to Paris the next day. Hermione insisted on sleeping in their bed the first night as their wife. They didn't even make it to the bed before Hermione attacked their ties, and Fred was behind her unzipping her dress. It came off in a clean sweep and was left on the floor with the boys trousers.
George slowly pulled down Hermione's white lacey boy shorts while Fred removed the matching bra. His hands stayed there, grabbing at them making her squirm in delight. George grabbed her thighs and placed his face between them. His tongue flicked out and brushed her sensitive spot. She almost fell over, but George was holding her up at the thighs. H0er hand grabbed his hair and she pulled him. She brought his face to hers and kissed him deeply.
Fred pulled her onto the bed. He entered her from behind making her moan into George's shoulder and closed her eyes tight. George pulled her chin up and kissed her. She pushed him and grabbed him by the back of the legs, forcing his length into her mouth as Fred held onto her hips. He pulled her onto her knees and began to thrust in and out of her. She took her mouth off of George and let out a cry of pleasure.
George got on the bed and pulled Hermione on top of him. They kissed as his hands rubbed her bottom and gave it a slap. She rested her hands on his chest and slammed down onto him, both of them grunting. Fred went toward George and gave him a deep kiss. George's hand grabbed Fred's member and began to stroke.
The three of them came, and Hermione collapsed on top of George. Fred pulled her off of him and cuddled her. He kissed the top of her head. George turned on his side and looked at Hermione, still in post-orgasm bliss.
"You're beautiful, Mrs. Weasley."
"Thank you Mr. Weasley." Her stomach flipped. "You're my husband." She grabbed Fred's hand, "And you're my husband."
"And you're our wife."
"And this is the first time I'll go to bed as your wife! And tomorrow will be the first time I wake up as your wife!" George imitated.
"You know what, I would leave you if it wouldn't kill me." She said to him.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah."
Hermione yawned, "Are you tired?" Fred asked her.
"Yes, but I don't want to sleep. I don't want to miss a minuet of this day."
"Come on love, we have the rest of our lives to be married."
She smiled and she bit her lip, "We're married."
Fred laughed and pulled her close, "Yes we are."
"Good night Mr. Weasley, Mr. Weasley."
"Goodnight Mrs. Weasley." They said together.
They laid in silence in their apartment, in the same position as the previous night. Hermione looked at her boys, her husbands, her lovers, her best friends, falling asleep
"Remember that time we got married?"
AN- Wow, it's over. I can't believe it. I want to thank all of you for giving me the support to finish this story. I wouldn't have been able to do it without all of your lovely reviews. I'll miss updating for this story, and I'll miss all of you. Take care my lovelies!