Akcy! Very sorry! I had deleted the first post when I thought I had organized something wrong. When I was first finished with this, I had continued into the first chapter, so yeah. Had little problems. The first chapter is in the process of being finished . . .
Story in response to the odd Ginny and Harry relationship, as well as the reply for a very uncharacteristic finish to a Spanish story for school. (The teacher was crazy.) The fic is to be purely based on emotions and thoughts from Ginny. I just thought it would be horrible for Ginny since she likes a person who thinks of her as a little sister. And now, she has to think of him as nothing but a client.
The Wedding of the Boy Hero (Subject to change --- any help is appreciated. Anything to change the horrible title. This is even worse then my other title. *winces*)
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me. Even the plot is triggered by a story prompt from my Spanish class. Though I would like to thank Ms. Rowling for her lovely gift of introducing the Harry Potter characters to everyone in the world.
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Prologue 1: Rainy Days and Memories
The rain poured at the world from the gray clouds above. A slender redhead wrapped in thick sweaters and hugging a mug of hot chocolate sat by the windowsill looking at the people hurrying to do their last minute Christmas shopping. Living in the inner part of London had its perks. There was nothing boring about the city, a definite no. Procrastinators are always seen on the streets going from shop to shop, whether it be Christmas shopping, or looking for a suitable anniversary present.
Ginny Weasley loved the city. It was a welcome change from her countryside home and the solitary characteristics of Hogwarts. Excitement had always been apart of her life. Before Hogwarts, her six brothers kept life exciting. In her first year of the magic academy, her mind was taken over by a Dark Lord (that memory the poor girl wished to forget), and the rest of her seven years, Harry Potter's struggle against the Dark Lord occupied most of the girl's mind. Come to think of it, the boy who became famous due to a scar made Ginny's life interesting. She grew up listening to the heroic tales of an infant and went to school with her closest brother being best friends with that same hero. Maybe that's why the messy-haired Boy who Lived caught Ginny's attention. Who wouldn't want to be noticed by someone made immortal by the tales of his life?
The attraction to the extraordinary didn't make Ginny like Harry Potter. Rather, she knew it was false when she first laid eyes on him. Harry Potter was a normal human. At his first year of Hogwarts, and he needed the instructions to get to the Hogwarts Express. The summer after, Harry had spent a few weeks at the Burrow. Ginny had certainly embarrassed herself to no end, and what was the point? If she didn't seem so star struck, perhaps she might be considered a friend, instead of the little sister of a friend. Maybe then, the famous boy would feel something different for her other than brotherly love.
"Well, there is no time for regrets now," Ginny whispered to herself. A beautiful envelope decorated with elegant engravings sat near the now grown woman. The envelope was the epitome of wedding invitations. Well, not really. It was more of an invitation for an event planner to plan a wedding.
The Boy who lived to defeat the Ultimate Dark Lord had broken every single girls' hearts when the Witches' Weekly caught wind of a rumor of an engagement. Certainly there were girls who were confident they still had a chance, or like Ginny, skeptical of all rumors. But that painfully beautiful letter brought the heart wrenching reality to life. Indeed, Harry Potter was to be married . . . and Ginny Weasley, is to be the honored wedding planner.
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Prologue 2: Everything that I do for you . . .
Sometimes Ginny thought Harry purposely hurt her, or at least make her feel uncomfortable. In the formal gatherings she was forced to attend (her father became a high ranking Ministry official), Harry was keep her company and make her like, no no, definitely love him even more. Their conversations were happy, and Harry would tease her endlessly about her love life, or lack thereof. The times he visited the Weasley family were not any better. He would actually flirt, or what Ginny thought was flirting. Now, the horrid hero is asking for her to plan his wedding!
The adjective "horrid" was quickly crossed out. No matter how difficult he unknowing made Ginny's life, she was still happy to have him around. It wasn't his fault he chose Ginny. After she planned Ron and Hermione's long awaited wedding, people had begged for her to plan their own. The simple "do it yourself" rule for Ginny had created an award-winning wedding. Even Narcissa and Draco Malfoy had given her a compliment – and that was something extraordinary since Malfoys never speak to a Weasley unless it was an insult. Lucius Malfoy didn't say anything since he was still full of his pride (which bloated since he fooled the Ministry and the Dark Lord of where the Malfoy loyalties laid during the war) but he did grunt in approval.
Now Ginny had to get create large chest for the mail asking for her to plan a wedding, sometimes even other galas. Since she was still in school to learn more about magic in general, there were few requests she could actually concede to. Though even with the one or two she plans a year, the payments she receive are enough to pay for her tuition and for a flat in London.
"Dear Harry," Ginny begins.
I must say I am surprised about this announcement! There were no talks of a special girl during the Halloween dinner. We did say you were not romantic enough, but please. Hurrying into marriages is not a good thing. And I quote mum on this.
Anyway, of course I will plan this wedding of yours. We need to meet sometime to discuss what you would like to be done. You know, the usual floral arrangements, location of the event, how many guests, and obviously the date.
Good Wishes for You and your future bride,
Ginny Weasley
Ginny whistled for her pet owl to come and tied the letter to her legs. The owl looked at Ginny unhappily about the weather conditions and sent a disgruntled hoot to question her mistress's sanity.
"Oh hush Mimi. It is a letter to Harry about his wedding. And we know weddings are not to be delayed." The owl grunted, if it was possible, and fluttered off. A half an hour later, Mimi came back with Harry's reply.
"Hallo Ginny," the redhead read,
Why don't we talk about this during the Christmas dinner at the Burrow tomorrow? Since the rest of the bunch will question me to death, you can join them too. I will try to explain everything then.
Merry Christmas, and please sleep. Saint Nick will not visit you unless you are tucked in your warm bed.
A nervous Harry Potter
~*~Finis for now~*~
Just some notes from the very odd author . . .
I must say this is something different from what I usually do. So for all the readers, this is bound to be somewhat slow at times since I have never written something like this. But as you are reading this, I am editing the next chapter or writing for chapter two. As for my other ongoing ficcies: I happen to be stuck half way though in the fourth chapter of Only in Fairy Tales, and the others are in pending since I am waiting for all my betas to reply (but I think I may get impatient and just post soon . . . seeing as I leave for a vacation in snowy areas in one week.)Please review and help me with ficcies that are purely emotions and fluff. I am going to need serious help with romantic stuff since I am can't tell a romantic dinner from trip to a fast food restaurant. Either way, my stomach gets queasy.
Though please don't hurt me. *whimper*