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"Hermione, dear, could you bring out the bows for the chairs?" Mrs. Weasley bustled about, heading outside with the flowers.

"Of course, Mrs. Weasley."

"Oh, call me Molly, dear," she said absentmindedly, using her wand to levitate the flowers and free up her hands.

"Yes, Mrs. Weasley." Neither Harry, nor Hermione, ever called her anything but that.

The two witches made quick work of decorating the white chairs, and the trellis at the front of the aisle. They were currently decorating for Ginny and Blaise's wedding. Ginny had insisted that it be at the Burrow, and Blaise had insisted that he hire it done. Naturally, Mrs. Weasley vetoed the decision, and here they were.

The wedding was set for five o'clock that evening, with dancing at sunset. It was going to be beautiful. Ginny was upstairs in her room, told that she wasn't allowed to help, and Blaise was with his friends and the Weasley boys at his manor, probably drinking. Hermione was maid of honor, of course, and Draco Malfoy was best man. Amongst the bridesmaids were Angelina, Fred's girlfriend, Luna Lovegood, and Fleur Weasley, Bill's wife. The groomsmen were Theo Nott, whom Hermione had grown very close to in the past months, Harry Potter, whom Blaise actually liked now, and Ron Weasley, because Blaise decided that he should have at least one of his future brothers-in-law in the wedding party.

Now that the decorations were done, Hermione needed to get upstairs and get both herself and Ginny ready. She jumped in the shower really quickly, scrubbing her hair and body as fast as she could. When she was done, she went on up to Ginny's room, knowing that everyone else was already up there.

"Mione!" The girls all yelled as one, causing her to laugh.

"What took you so long?" The bride demanded.

"Chill, Gin. Everything is perfect. Your mum's just putting the finishing touches on the cake." She walked over to the bag that she'd brought earlier and pulled out fresh underwear. The matching set was lime green with bright purple spots, and made her boobs look fantastic (according to Luna, who made it a point to tell her). The dresses were red tea length dresses, with spaghetti straps. The girls all did their make-up, hair, and got dressed, laughing all the way.

Mrs. Weasley came up when it was time to put Ginny's dress on her and sobbed uncontrollably for over twenty minutes. Finally, when they got her calmed down, they sent her out to make sure everyone was in their places to start. Five o'clock was nearly upon them.

At exactly five o'clock, Fleur stepped off to walk down the aisle. She was followed by Angelina, smiling brilliantly, and Luna brought up the rear with a dreamy look on her face. Hermione was glowing as she walked down the aisle, eyes only for George in the front row. He shot her a wink and she blushed prettily. Neither of them even noticed when Ginny walked down the aisle, until she thrust her bouquet at Hermione to much laughter.

The ceremony was beautiful, and Hermione would swear that she saw Blaise shed a tear at one point, she couldn't be sure though, as she was crying buckets of her own. Mrs. Weasley was once again crying her eyes out, but this time Arthur was holding her as he cried his own tears. Ginny was the youngest Weasley and the only girl; of course everyone would cry when she got married. When at last everyone walked back down the aisle at the end of the ceremony, there wasn't a dry eye in the house. Blaise's vows had been long and poetic about the times that they were in Hogwarts and he would see Ginny walking down the hallway. Ginny's vows were short and sweet, saying how much she loved him and the exact moment that she realized it.

The reception was to take place immediately after. With a little fancy wand work, Arthur, Bill, and Charlie moved the chairs that everyone was sitting in to the pavilion set up across the yard. George managed to snag a spot near Hermione, causing her to smile sweetly at him; they hadn't seen each other since the day before because of the wedding, and they had missed one another. He kissed her gently on the cheek, as the plates in front of them filled with delicious food that Mrs. Weasley had prepared.

The bride and groom had their first song, not even noticing all of the people watching. They then opened up the dance floor to everyone. George stood and held his hand out for Hermione to take, and led her onto the floor. It was a slow song, and they easily fit together when she stepped close and rested her head on his chest. Neither had any idea how long they danced for, both losing all track of time. All they knew was that at some point, they had watched the most beautiful, most romantic sunset that either of them had ever seen.

It was dark out, near the end of the reception; the cake had been cut, and the bride and groom had already snuck off, when George led her away from the pavilion they were in, and to the pond on the other side of the house. He smiled softly at her as he pulled her back to his chest, continuing to dance to the music that they could hear playing from where they were. He began humming the tune as he twirled her around the lawn.

It took her completely by surprise when he suddenly stopped and looked into her eyes.

"I am so in love with you," he whispered so quietly, she could barely hear from right in front of him.

"I'm so in love with you, too, Georgie." She smiled gently at him, loving this side of him that no one but her got to see.

"You mean so much to me, I'm forever grateful that you came to me that day and told me you loved me." He fished something out of his pocket, clearly getting nervous all of a sudden. "Maybe I'm feeling a little romantic with the wedding and all, but you would make me the happiest man alive, if you agreed to become my wife. Will you marry me, Mia?" He had whispered the whole speech, leaving her speechless with tears in her eyes.

"Yes," she answered with a wide grin, not even letting him open the small, black box that he'd been holding in his hand. He pulled her to him and kissed her soundly, trying to convey all of his feelings for her in that one kiss. It wasn't possible; they both knew that. She pulled back first and held her left hand out for him. He laughed and slid the ring with one large diamond, and many smaller ones arranged in a double wave pattern about half way around, on her finger.

"Do you li—?"

"Love it!" She cut him up, pulling him down by the neck for another kiss. That was how Harry found them awhile later.

"Did you finally ask her, George?" Harry was grinning cheekily, rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet.

"Shut it, Potter," George answered, quickly going back in for another snog. Hermione wouldn't allow it though, and she pulled away to look at her friend.

"Did you finally tell him, Mione?" This got a funny look from the red-head in front of her. He looked at her, as she glared hatefully at her best friend.

"Tell me what?" George was confused.

"Oh, well, that answers that!" Harry laughed heartily to himself, as no one was joining him.

"Harry! Go back to Ronald, I'm sure he misses your sexy body," Hermione snapped at the-boy-who-should-probably-run-before-hexes-were-fired. They had all recently discovered the reason that Ron and Harry never had girlfriends: they were gay, and they were now together as a couple. It really was super cute, but Hermione couldn't care less at the moment, as George was still giving her funny looks, and Harry was still laughing loudly. "Perhaps you should leave." It wasn't a suggestion.

"Good idea!" Harry left as quickly as he had come, not wanting to stay in the awkward moment, no matter how funny, any longer. Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, but George was still looking at her expectantly.

"Well? What do you have to tell me? Is it a surprise? I love surprises!" He was like a kid at Christmas. It made Hermione smile to see him so happy, but she was still worried about what he would say when she told him his 'surprise'.

"It is a surprise." She looked at her feet, suddenly finding the strap on her high heels very interesting.

"A good one?" George was grinning eagerly. Maybe it's a vacation! Or she got a promotion at work! Or she bought a country! Or an island!

"Well, I'm pregnant." George was so quiet after her admission that she couldn't bring herself to look at him. Would this ruin everything? Would he still want to marry her? They'd only been engaged for five minutes! That has to be the shortest engagement ever!

"A baby? Y-you're h-having a b-b-baby?" He didn't seem to know what to think. She decided to chance looking up at his face. She needed to know his reaction. To her surprise, he was grinning like a mad man. Maybe he's finally lost that loose grip he had on sanity.

"Are you alright, George?" She didn't dare hope that he was happy about this.

"Alright?" He looked at her like she was the one going crazy. "I'm better than alright! I'm going to be a daddy!" He picked her up and swung her around, stopping only to kiss her hungrily. She was laughing and breathless by the time he pulled back, and he only did so so that he could drop to his knees in front of her. He gently touched her stomach, rubbing careful circles across it. She couldn't help but smile down at him gently. He leaned forward and kissed her belly, loving the thought that he was going to be a dad soon.

"I love you, George." Hermione had tears in her eyes as she watched her fiancé stare in wonder at her stomach.

"I love you, too. Both of you." He stood up, keeping his hand on her still-flat tummy, and kissed her sweetly. He took her hand, leading her back to the reception. They needed to say good-bye to everyone, and hopefully sneak out before they had to do any real clean-up work.

"I'm so happy, George." Hermione was crying again, this time in happiness.

"Me too, Mia." He used his special nickname for her. "It's hard to believe that this whole thing started with just a fling." They grinned at one another, deciding that they would just leave without saying anything. With a loud crack, the couple disappeared into the night.


A/N: New story called 'Accidents Happen' will be up soon via the votes on the poll on my profile page. I will probably post the first chapter this weekend. Thanks for everything!

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