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**So…I had a little bit of writer’s block but now I’m back! So I hope you enjoy this chapter.**

Chapter 10

The day before the wedding there was a short rehearsal before the bridal party and parents went to a small restaurant in London. The rehearsal was…hectic. Hermione wanted a muggle ceremony and Ron was fine with anything, it was Ron’s family that was having the problem. They were, of course, only used to wizard ceremonies, so naturally they had no idea what to do. After some explaining they finally knew what to do and when to do it.

“Okay, time to go to the restaurant!” Hermione announced. “Everyone knows where it is…see you there!” The wizards quickly Disapparated and the muggles got in the car to leave. Ron and Hermione were the only ones left in the backyard. Hermione went around picking up odds and ends and making sure the chair arrangements were perfect. Ron stood watching her with a grin on his face before walking over to her. He grabbed her waist and turned her around.

“Do you need something Mr. Weasley?” she said seductively.

“Yes,” he answered bluntly. He bent down and kissed her softly on the lips. He snuck his hands in the back pockets of her jeans while deepening the kiss. Hermione opened her lips slightly, allowing the entry of Ron’s tongue. After a few minutes, she broke away.

“We better get to the restaurant, people will be wondering where we were,” she said.

Ron nodded. “See you there, love,” he said before disappearing. Hermione exited soon after.

The others were just sitting down when Ron and Hermione arrived. The couple sat at the head of the table and began looking over the menu. “Know what you’re gonna get?” Hermione said, leaning towards Ron.

“Nope.” He snuck a quick kiss behind the menu before shifting his eyes back to the text.

First course…second course…dessert. Once all food had had been eaten, a light chit-chat broke out among the guests. Hermione gently tapped her spoon against her glass, bringing everyone to silence. She stood up, “I just wanted to thank everyone for helping us out so much. I know we moved the wedding up and it was sudden, but everyone helped so much to get everything perfect. So...thanks!” Hermione said with a smile on her face. She looked down at Ron with her eyebrow raised.

“Uh…yeah, what she said. Thanks,” he said, grinning. A light laughter broke out among guests.

“We’ll see you all tomorrow,” Hermione said before sitting back down to gather her things.

Mrs. Weasley walked over to Ron and hugged him. “See you tomorrow. And Ron, try not to be late. It is your own wedding after all.”

“I won’t, Mum.” Mostly everyone had left by now, a few wizards were left and with a good-bye they quickly Disapparated. Ron turned to Hermione and looked at her. “Tomorrow.”

“Yes tomorrow. After tomorrow I’m all yours. Forever. How’s that sound?” Hermione said, smiling and leaning towards Ron, putting her arms around his neck.

“That sounds pretty nice,” he replied, kissing her. She giggled and kissed him back. “But,” he said pulling away, “I don’t want to spoil you too much so I must go.”

Hermione nodded. “I’ll see you tomorrow love,” she said, giving him a peck on the lips. “I love you.”

“Bye, I love you too,” he said before Disapparating. Hermione sighed and then Disapparated.

The next morning was as hectic as ever. The boys were getting ready at the Burrow and the girls were getting ready at the Grangers. Hermione had been sick all morning and still wasn’t recovering. “Hermione are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yes, Gin,” she paused before throwing up again, “I’m fine, just nervous.”

“Okay…,” she said before going to get herself and others ready.

“Excited Ron?” Fred said.

“Of course I am. Why wouldn’t I be?”

“No reason. You do realize you’re stuck with he after this?”

“Yes Fred. And if I hadn’t realized that, oh well. Trust me, I know I’m marrying the right person.”

“I know. I’m just joking with you.”

Ron smiled before straightening his tie. “I hate these things. How can muggles stand them?”

“I’m with you, I feel like I’m choking myself,” George said.

Ron ruffled his hair. He grunted a few times before giving up. “Well, I’m ready,” he said, going down stairs.

“Hermione, how are you doing?” Ginny asked through the door.

“Better,” she said opening the door. “I think I’ll be okay. Can you get me a glass of water maybe?” Ginny nodded and dashed off towards the kitchen.

Hermione looked at herself in the mirror and sighed. She put light makeup on, making her skin radiant. She brushed her hair and let curls fall loosely on her shoulders. She grabbed a few pins trying to decide what to do with them. She twisted the front of her hair and pinned it a bit above her ear on each side. “Hm…,” she looked at her hair. “That’ll do.” Ginny arrived back with water. “Gin, does my hair look okay?” she asked, taking a gulp of water.

“It looks great. We need to hurry…the wedding starts in 20 minutes!”

“Seriously?” Hermione yelled, running towards her closet. She grabbed her dress and slid it on. Ginny zipped the back and grabbed her veil. She placed it on Hermione’s head and smiled.

“You look beautiful, Hermione.”

“Think so?” she said, smiling and twirling around in her gown. “I can’t wait till you get married! It’ll be fun!”

Ginny’s smile faded a bit, “Yeah…I don’t know if that will ever happen,” her thoughts straying to Harry.

Hermione’s smile faded a bit as well. She put her hand on Ginny’s shoulder and smiled. “He’s here Gin. And he wants you to be happy.”

“I know,” she said, nodding. “Ah well, enough of the mushy stuff, we need to go.”

Ginny walked down the stairs with Hermione behind her. “You wait here, I have to see if the boys are here yet.” Hermione nodded and waited on the stairs.

“Hey Gin,” Ron said, seeing his sister enter the kitchen. “You look pretty.”

“Thanks. Are you guys ready?”

“Yep,” they said in unison.

“Okay, well it’s time to start so…go!” she said, rushing off to fetch Hermione.

“Okay Hermione, it’s show time.”

Hermione smiled a nervous smile. Her and Ginny hugged before walking to the back doors. “Hi daddy,” Hermione said when she met her dad.

“You look beautiful, princess,” he said, kissing her cheek. Ginny smiled before walking down the aisle. Hermione grabbed her bouquet in one hand and her father’s arm with the other. They both took deep breaths and set off down the aisle.

Ron looked towards his bride and smiled. She caught his eye and smiled back. Hermione and her father reached the front and her father gave her away. Ron took her hands and gave them a squeeze. The minister began speaking and said all the respective things. Ron recited his vows first.

“Since the day I met you I knew there was something but seeing as I was 11, I didn’t quite know what it was. Honestly, my first impression of you was a bossy know-it-all who had pretty brown eyes and a nice smile. I soon developed a crush and I never quit crushing. You came back sixth year and wow, you had really developed into a beautiful person. I knew then that you, you needed to be mine. I had fallen in love with you and since then, I’ve never fallen out. And I don’t plan to either,” he paused and smiled. “I was surprised to find that you shared those feelings. And now, here we are, confirming those feelings we spent so long denying. So really, all I wanted to say was I love you and I always have and I always will,” he finished up with a wide, toothy smile.

Hermione smiled back at him with a few tears slipping from her eyes. “Wow. Can’t beat that,” she said earning a little bit of laughter from the guests. “Well, I didn’t feel the same at first. I thought you were a downright prat with red hair that shocked a little bit too much. But then of course you grew. And sixth year I really noticed you. You weren’t such a prat and you had actually got some good looks. We spent more time together, just you and me. I won’t ever forget the time you actually said you loved me. It was totally platonic and you probably don’t even remember it, but it never left my mind. After a few years we got tired of denying our feelings and finally got together, much to the pleasure of all our friends. The bickering-Ron-and-Hermione became the inseparable-Ron-and-Hermione. My like grew to love, unconditional love. And that’s where it’s gonna stay. Always. And. Forever. I love you, Ronald Weasley.”

Ron smiled and recited the words he had been waiting for, “I do.” Hermione smiled and repeated, “I do.” The minister smiled, “You may kiss the bride.”

Ron took Hermione’s face in his hands and kissed her lips with all the passion he could muster. They broke apart and smiled. Ron picked Hermione up in his arms and carried her down the aisle.

A simple reception followed the wedding. The bride and groom toasted with champagne and cut the cake. “Wow, ‘Mione, this cake is really good,” Ron said with a mouth full.

“Any cake is good to you,” Hermione said, giving him a peck on the lips. Ron nodded and smiled.

Family and friends greeted the new Mr. and Mrs. Weasley before slowly dispersing. “Ready to go?” Ron said eagerly, bouncing on the balls of feet.

“Hold on there buddy,” Hermione said, touching his arm. She smiled and walked over to the remaining guests, which the Weasley’s and the Granger’s. “We’re leaving now,” Hermione announced to the families.

“Oh, goodbye dear!” Mrs. Weasley said, giving her new daughter-in-law a hug. The other family members gave hugs before saying goodbye to the newlyweds.

“Okay, now we can leave,” she said, grabbing Ron’s hand and walking towards the door. Ron grinned and followed his wife.

“What hotel are we staying at?” Hermione asked, turning to Ron.

Ron smiled. “Get in and you’ll see,” he said pointing to the carriage a few yards ahead of them. Hermione beamed and ran to it, waiting for Ron to help her. Once they were settled in the carriage, it began to move steadily along the street.

“Ron, did you do this?” she said, leaning on his shoulder. Ron nodded ‘yes’ and grinned at his wife’s excitement. “This is perfect,” she said, kissing Ron.

The carriage stopped in front of a fancy hotel and Ron hopped out, then helped Hermione. “Ron, did you do this too?” He nodded innocently again and Hermione squealed.

Ron carried her up to their room and opened the door. Hermione’s jaw dropped. There were red rose petals scattered around the room with vanilla candles lit in various places. A chocolate fountain was set on a table in front of the fire with different foods for dipping. “Ronald Weasley. This room is amazing.” Hermione hugged Ron before running to the bathroom.

“Hermione? Where are you going? What’s wrong?” Ron said.

“You stay here…I’ll be back in a few minutes,” she said before closing the bathroom door.

Ron shrugged before kicking off his shoes, loosening his tie and sitting on the edge of the bed. He plopped back on his back and sighed. ‘This is the life,’ he thought, smiling. He heard the door creak open and he sat up.

“Ready?” he heard Hermione say.

“Ready? For what?” he answered, confused.

“You’ll see,” she said. Ron raised an eyebrow. Hermione walked seductively out of the bathroom and over to Ron.

Ron gulped, “Wow, Her--Hermione y--you look--err, you l--look, pretty,” he said stuttering out words.

“Oh?” she said finally reaching him and putting her arms around his neck. She was wearing, well, barely anything. Short, white, satin lingerie covered, what appeared to be matching, hot pink undergarments.

“Yep,” Ron said, warming up to the situation. He placed his hands on Hermione’s hips and lowered her down to his lap before kissing her gently and passionately. Hermione ran her hands through his thick hair and moaned lightly.

As things heated up, Ron laid back on the bed, bringing Hermione with him. Hermione tugged at Ron’s tie before getting it off and throwing it away from them. She started unbuttoning his shirt as he slid his hands slide around to her back. Hermione stripped Ron’s shirt off and brought her face back to his. They gazed at each other for a few seconds before locking in another kiss.

“Wow, Hermione. You look even more beautiful tonight,” Ron said, looking at her. Hermione answered by nibbling on Ron’s lower ear a bit.

“Ron,” Hermione said urgently. “We can’t do this, not tonight.” Ron furrowed his brow in confusion. “I’m just so tired. All this stress and everything, but now its over and, I’m sorry, I’m just ready for a good night’s sleep and I jus--.”

“Mione, its okay,” Ron said. Hermione smiled and burrowed under the warmth of her covers. Ron smiled back and cuddled next to her. “I love you,” he said kissing her forehead.

“You too,” she muttered before she drifted into a deep sleep.

The next morning Ron woke and Hermione wasn’t beside him. He put on the robe that was on the chair next to the bed and wondered around. “Hermione?” he said aloud. He opened the bathroom door, only to find Hermione sitting in front of the toilet, looking pale.

“Hermione!” Ron said, sitting beside her, “What’s wrong?”

“I’m sick,” she said.

“I could’ve figured that much out. But why? You seemed fine last night,” Ron asked, rubbing her back.

Hermione sighed and sat back. “I need to tell you something.”

** This chapter was pretty long but I don’t know when I’ll update next so this chapter will make up for it! I hoped ya’ll liked it! Hmm…wonder what she’s been keeping from Ronald? Please review, I really want to know what you think. And I don’t know about you, but if I don’t get many reviews, I don’t really feel like updating. So if you want another chapter soon…you better review!**

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