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Chapter 3 : III
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The large wooded doors opened and everyone immediately stood, knowing the bride was entering the abbey. Harry continued to squeeze Hermione’s hand as they slowly began the walk down the long carpeted isle. She could make out Ron waiting for her at the alter and it gave her butterflies. She really did love him, in that moment she felt she had gone in the right direction with her life, and for the first time in five years she was truly happy. She passed so many smiling faces, some she knew other’s she did not. But they were all there to wish her and Ron well. It seemed to take an eternity to reach the alter but once they did Harry gently kissed her on her cheek, squeezed her hand one more time and handed it to Ron. Everyone quietly sat back down and allowed the Bishop to begin the ceremony.
“Who here gives this woman to this man in the sacrament of marriage?” the Bishop asked.
“Her family and I do, Sir” Harry said standing up as he did so. He was seated next to Hermione’s mom, whom was still crying in joy.
The Bishop recited a few phrases in Latin and then allowed the vows to be said. Ron went first as he slipped the wedding band on Hermione’s finger.
“I, Ronald Weasley, take you, Hermione Granger, to be my wife. To have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward till death do us part.” He vowed and smiled nervously at her.
He was slightly shaking; Hermione thought it was cute though she would never tell him in fear of embarrassing him.
Hermione took Ron’s ring from Ginny and held it to his ring finger.
“I Hermione Granger, take you Ronald Weasly to be my husband, my partner in life and my one true love. I will cherish our union and love you more each day than I did the day before. I will trust you and respect you, laugh with you and cry with you, loving you faithfully through good times and bad, regardless of the obstacles we may face together. I give you my hand, my heart, and my love, from this day forward for as long as we both shall live.” She vowed as she slipped the wedding band on his finger; she was shaking just as bad as Ron had been.
The Bishop again recited some phrases in Latin and then asked, “Is there anyone here in the presence of God that today thinks these two should not be joined in marriage?If so, speak now or forever hold your peace.”
You could almost here everyone in the abbey holding their breath. Hermione was sure even if she didn’t know some of the quests they most likely knew of her turbulent love affair with Draco Malfoy. She wondered if some only came to see if he did show up to break up the union, but they were to be disappointed; for no one spoke up.
“It is my pleasure then to pronounce you man and wife, you may kiss the bride.” The Bishop said with a successful smile, probably glad there was no unwanted out bursts from a certain dark wizard.
Ron lifted her veil gently, “Hi there beautiful,” he said to her.
“Hi,” she said blushing. And then he leaned in and kissed her very softly on the lips. The abbey erupted with cheers and applause.
“Lady’s and Gentlemen it is my pleasure to announce to you Mr. and Mrs. Ronald Weasly”, the Bishop loudly said above all the applauding.
Ron and Hermione turned to face their quests and then started to walk back down the isle. The bridal party followed and then the quests started filtering out. White doves and balloons were released as soon as they stepped outside. Pictures were taken and soon everyone was on their way to a posh London venue for the reception; media in tow of course.
Draco stayed concealed behind the trees where he had been hiding since he watched her and Harry walk up to the abbey door. He had wanted to stop the wedding, but he seen how happy she looked. He didn’t want to take that away from her, that and he was almost sure if he had his father would have been out for her blood. He watched the limo’s pull away in agony. He knew he had to see her, but he would have to wait for the right time.
A/N: I wasn’t initially going to write this wedding scene but then I thought about how I would love to get a glimpse of this part of the character’s lives we have come to love. So I decided to create that for you all. Hope you enjoyed. Please review!!!
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