Hey there!

I know it has been a while since I started a new story so I decided I would write this one for you.

I also need to inform you that in my story Snape, Lupin, Tonks, Sirius and Fred didn't die.

So my story is slightly AU.

And finally…

I'm going to quickly fill you in with some short chapters, before I actually go into the story story.


Disclaimer: If J.K. Rowling is a 16 year old girl and still in high school, then I'm your girl.

But it looks like she isn't. So yeah, I'm not J.K.

I just enjoy playing in her magical world.


2 Months after the Battle of Hogwarts

"Do you, Ronald Bilius Weasley, take Hermione Jean Granger to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do"

"And do you, Hermione Jean Granger, take Ronald Bilius Weasley to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

Hermione nodded her head so viciously; it looked as though her head was about to come off of her shoulders. "Yes, I do"

"About bloody time" Bill mumbled, with a massive grin on his face. "You may now kiss the bride." Bill had snagged himself a certificate and was now able to perform marriages. He did it just for Ron, who was more than a little nervous about going into the muggle world for his wedding, so they had come to a compromise and decided to have their wedding at the Burrow. Molly couldn't have been happier.

Ron grinned as he lifted the white veil from Hermione's face and she blushed. She had waited for this moment for so long. She couldn't believe it was finally happening though.

The kiss they shared was one full of passion and the crowd cheered as they parted. The Weasleys, Tonks, Remus, Teddy, Sirius and Harry were among the crowd. To be completely honest, they were most of the crowd. Ron had wanted a grand wedding, but Hermione had managed to convince him that they should only have a small one. There were still rogue death eaters running about and they didn't want to present too much of a target. It appealed to the strategic side of Ron and so he agreed.

Off to the side of the magical crowd stood Hermione's parents: Jean and Robert Granger. Hermione had gone back to Australia for them three weeks after the Final Battle of Hogwarts and it was safe to say that they were more than surprised to find themselves in Australia. At first they were rather angry with Hermione but took into consideration that she was only doing what she believed was the right thing and they soon forgave her.

Hermione was glad that they had because she had wanted nothing more than to have them attend her wedding.

Jean stood there in a beautiful purple summer dress with a tear or two in her eyes as she witnessed her only child getting married. Robert was smiling widely and giving Hermione the thumbs up whilst wrapping his wife up in one arm, giving her a type of comfort.

Hermione hoped to the gods above that her and Ron could be like that one day. She knew they wouldn't be like that straight away, but hopefully, with time, they would be.

"C'mon let's eat!" Ron cried out to the crowd. He turned to Hermione and whispered, "I'm starving." Hermione rolled her eyes, as he was always hungry but laughed as he lifted her from the ground and carried her to the table.

Hours later, as the light grew dim and the floating lanterns began to glow; the raucous laughter of Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, the Weasley twins and Harry Potter could be heard. They had gotten so drunk that their rendition of '99 Bottles of Firewhiskey on the Wall' had turned into:

"Here's to me and here's to you

Cheers to me for the things I do

Here's to hard and long lasting erections 

And here's to Snape and his sexual infections"

It managed to get a laugh from everyone there; even the sober people.

They partied throughout the night and come morning, not one single person, except for Tonks and Teddy, was awake until after noon.