A/N: Chapter repost! It has been brought to my attention that I perhaps did not give these final few chapters my best. Now though I am not normally in the habit of editing work to suit others, the love I have for this story and its readers goes beyond that. It is because of this that I put my pride aside and have rewritten this chapter. Some details are the same but a particular follower was right, you all deserved more.
Chapter 20: Love is in the Air
I stood in front of the mirror frozen. Today was the day. Today was the day my whole life changed. Not that it already hadn't, the realisation that I had been in love with Fred for years was in all honesty not that surprising, however the fact he had been in love with me for so long was. That a silly moment in a bathroom would ultimately lead to this, the happiest day I was yet to experience was utterly baffling.
I barely looked like myself. This beautiful white dress clung to my body showing curves I never knew I had, my hair curled and pinned to one side, my eyes slightly smokey and my cheeks flushed. I looked beautiful. Something I had never truly felt before Fred had come along. He had shown me that beauty was in the eye of the beholder. That he loved not only what was on the outside but inside as well. My scar had faded but it was still slightly visible. Fred had made but one request of our wedding day. That I not conceal it. His words ran through my mind.
'I love you, all of you, you needn't be ashamed of who you are. We all have scars my love.'
A knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts, Ginny walked in and embraced me tightly
"You look perfect Hermione, Fred is a lucky man."
Ginny was a vision as always in her flowing lilac dress. Marriage became her and she was glowing since her and Harry had wed. I was beyond happy for her and in a few short hours my best friends would become my official family. Followed shortly behind her was Luna, Angelina, Fleur and Audrey. They each helped place the finishing touches, Fleur sliding my veil into my hair, Angelina placing a ruby pendant around my neck, Luna boldly ducking under my dress to place my garter high on my thigh and Audrey handing me my flowers. These strong women were to be the constants in my life, I could not ask for better friends nor bridesmaids.
Harry had asked to walk me down the aisle. He knew how hard this day would be for me, after losing my parents I had a whole new level of respect for Harry. My heart still hurt every time I thought of them, how my father would have walked me and my mother would have cried. Harry was my family now as I was his. He knocked lightly on the door and let us know it was Showtime.
"Nervous Mione?" I nodded, the nerves creeping in on me. "Don't be, I won't let you fall, I promise."
The music started to play, slowly the girls made their way down the aisle until it was my turn. Harry took my arm in his, my heart was racing and I was beginning to feel faint, then, I saw him. Standing there with the biggest smile on his face, a single tear running down his cheek and in that moment I calmed. It was as if every fear, every doubt, every bad memory had disappeared and it was just him and me in this whole world. I reached for him as we neared the end of the aisle and he took me in his arms. We became lost in our embrace. Harry coughed sharply, snapping me back to focus. Releasing me Fred took my hand allowing us to take the final step up the alter together, then the ceremony began.
"Do you, Fredrick Gideon Weasley, take Hermione Jean Granger to be your lawfully wedded wife?"
"I do" he replied solemnly.
"And do you, Hermione Jean Granger, take Fredrick Gideon Weasley to be your lawfully wedded husband?"
We had decided to write our own vows, we had looked into traditional ones but I found nothing encompassed how I felt to the right degree. I had asked to go first as I knew the chances of me holding it together during his were slim to none and I wanted to be able to say what I had planned. Ginny went to hand me my cue cards, causing a laugh from the crowd, but I waved them off, I no longer needed them, knowing exactly what I wished to say.
"Fred, I promise to love you every minute of every day. Even in the minutes were it feels like the world is crashing down, in the minutes where I doubt myself, I won't doubt my love for you. It's you, it has always been you, I just needed a little push to get there. You make me a better person, a happier person and I promise to always support you in chasing your dreams as you have always encouraged me to live mine. I promise to never get in the way of a good prank, well at least try not to. But mostly I promise to always let you be you, the stubborn, ambitious, mischievous prankster that I love."
Without a second thought he leant forward and captured my lips with his. George laughed and pulled him off mumbling "not yet mate" and then it was his turn to speak.
"My darling Mia. I have loved you for the last five years. Each day I wanted to tell you how much I loved you and now I look back and wish I had. I promise to tell you I love you every day. I promise to hold you when you cry, to make you laugh, to be the hero you deserve. I promise to always be honest with you, even if you might jinx me for it. I promise to never let you be the target of said pranks, well mostly. I promise to never stop you from buying more books, even if that means we need another shelf, or another room. I promise I will love you today, tomorrow and forever."
"I now pronounce you husband and wife. NOW you may kiss the bride."
There was an uproar of laughter as he spun me in his arms and kissed me as if it was our first and last kiss all rolled into one. We stood together foreheads still touching smiling at one another. I looked into his eyes and felt as our souls now bonded to one another. Our magic becoming one.
The reception was lovely, Molly had truly gone all out. We made our way around the room to thank everyone for attending and even Lavender managed to keep a somewhat civil façade in place. Fred took me by the hand and led me to the dance floor. His arm wrapped protectively around my waist, my head resting on his shoulder, glasses began clinking for us to kiss and we happily obliged.
The night was drawing to a close and we went outside to watch the firework display the George had organised for us. It was truly something. We stood in silence intertwined and stared as the night sky was set alight just for us. Today had been perfect, so perfect in fact I had almost forgotten why I was so nervous. Then it came back to me. Tonight would be not only mine, but Fred's first time…..