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Epilogue
Two Years Later
"Hermione! You look amazing!" Ginny squealed, entering the room and quickly shutting the door behind her.
Hermione turned around, trying not to cry. "Thanks! You and Tonks did a wonderful job."
Tonks, who was currently adjusting her hair, flashed Hermione a smile. "Every bride deserves to look great on her wedding day."
Hermione blushed, smoothing the front of her dress. It was a ball gown with a sweetheart neckline. Lace covered the bottom, while the front had some sparkle to it. It was perfect, accentuating her slight curves perfectly.
She was getting married today, to the most wonderful man she could have ever asked for. He was her Prince Charming, the only thing she would ever need. She couldn't have been happier.
Ginny clapped her hands together. "Well, I have something for you. Well… It's technically from Harry, but he's not allowed to see you, so it's from me." She handed Hermione a small box. Hermione opened it, blushing immensely. It was a garter. "Gin," she said, clearly embarrassed.
"It's your something new! Come on now, let's get it on!" she said with a laugh. Bending over, she shimmed it up Hermione's thigh.
Tonks whistled. "My turn," she said happily, handing Hermione a box as well.
She gasped as she opened it. Inside was a tiara, filled with sapphires and diamonds.
"You're something borrowed," Tonks said with a smile. "It had been in the Black family for years. My mother absolutely adores Remus, and you, so she'd be honoured if you wore it."
Hermione nodded, placing it on her head. Looking in the mirror, she almost burst into tears. She looked like a princess. She was finally going to get her happy ending.
"Oh! Girls, I love you both so much." She quickly threw her arms around the two of them. The three stood there hugging for a few moments, each trying not to cry.
After the War, Tonks and Ron had started dating, much to everyone's encouragement. It was obvious they had eyes for each other, but neither had wanted to make the first move. After Tonks finally kissed him under the Christmas mistletoe, the two of them became inseparable.
Ginny and she had become closer during Hermione's last year at Hogwarts. The two had stayed up late at night, laughing and messing around. They told each other everything.
Hermione valued both of their friendships very much. They had been there for her during the good and the bad, and she would forever appreciate it.
Ginny chuckled. "I still can't believe you're getting married before all the rest of us! I thought me and Harry would have beat you down the aisle."
Hermione laughed. "Ginny, you still have another year of school."
She crossed her arms, rolling her eyes. "That doesn't matter you know…"
Tonks laughed. "Dear Merlin, woman, don't let your mother hear that."
"Hear what?" The Weasley matriarch asked from the doorway. She bustled in, Hermione's Mum not far behind her.
"Oh dear, you look lovely!" Molly said, wrapping her arms around the small girl.
Jean Granger simply stood there, tears filling up in her eyes. "Oh, Hermione, you look so grown up."
Hermione didn't know what to say, so she simply nodded. She smiled at them both.
Her parents were not accepting of Remus in any way at first. It had taken months for them to agree to just meet him. It had angered Hermione that they judged him so much, when they didn't even know him. But after meeting him, they saw he wasn't really just a "creepy old pervert" as her mother called him. It also helped that Remus explained to them that age didn't really matter in the wizarding world, seeing as Hermione would live much longer than Muggles did.
They were still wary of him, especially her mother, who was incredibly disappointed that her daughter was getting married only a month after finishing school.
But it was Hermione's life, and her choice, so her parents had to respect that, whether they liked it or not.
She would always be a child to them. They didn't understand how much she had grown, how quickly she had become an adult, due to the War. They didn't understand how much the magical world had shaped her. To them, she would always be that eleven year old girl that got her letter.
But they're here today, and that's all that matters. They're here for me, and they love me, despite everything, her conscience told her.
Molly, Ginny, and Tonks all left the room, leaving Hermione alone with her Mum.
Jean took a deep breath. "Hermione, I have something for you." Walking over, she handed her daughter a box.
Opening it, Hermione saw there was a sapphire necklace inside. Her eyes lit up. "Mum, it's beautiful."
Jean smiled sadly. "It was my mother's. I wore it on my wedding day, and now you'll wear it on yours. It can be your something old and something blue."
"Mum, thank you." She hooked it around her neck. "You have no idea how much I appreciate this. You being here, and helping out, and just everything." She hugged her mother tightly. "Thank you, Mum."
Jean smiled, patting her back. "I may not agree with your choices, but I'll be here for you. Besides, my little girl only gets married once, and your father and I wouldn't miss this for the world."
"Thank you," she said, smiling.
There was a knock on the door. Looking up, Hermione saw her father standing in the doorway.
She bit her lip. "Time already?"
He nodded. "Getting cold feet?"
Hermione shook her head. "No way."
John smiled. "Good." He held his arm out for her, which she gladly took. The two of them walked outside.
Hermione and Remus had decided they would get married right near the fountain in the garden. It was where their relationship had really started.
Jean hugged her, and then quickly took her seat.
Hermione took a deep breath.
"You sure about this, sweetie? It isn't too late to change your mind," John said, patting her arm.
She shook her head. "No, Dad, he's what I want. I love Remus."
Her father smiled sadly. "As long as he makes you happy."
"He does."
John leaned over and kissed her temple. The music started up. "I think that's our cue."
Hermione nodded, gripping her father's arm tightly.
The two of them made their way down the aisle. If it wasn't for her father's hand, she would have bolted down the aisle towards Remus.
Remus's smile was as wide as it could be when he saw his beautiful bride walking towards him.
John placed his daughter's hand into Remus's, offering them both a small smile.
Hermione stared into Remus's eyes, smiling brightly. Remus smiled back, squeezing her hand lightly.
She felt like she was having an out-of-body experience. She couldn't stop smiling, and her heart was fluttering.
Before she knew it, Remus said "I do."
Her eyes widened, turning to Kingsley.
He smiled at her. "Hermione, do you take Remus, to be your husband, for now, and all eternity, no matter what obstacles you may encounter?"
She nodded. "I do."
The two of them exchanged rings. Holding hands, they turned to Kingsley.
"I now pronounce you man and wife. Remus, you may kiss your bride."
His lips crashed onto hers, pulling her body close to his. He didn't care that they were in front of hundreds of people, she was finally his.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss.
Finally, after a couple coughs, whoops, and hollers, most of them from the Weasley twins, the two broke apart.
Remus stared into her eyes. "Hermione, I love you so much."
Hermione blushed, squeezing his hands. "I love you, too."
The two of them made their way to the dance floor, going straight into the first dance. They swayed around the floor, much like they had that night they fell in love.
For the next dance, Harry came and stole Hermione, while Remus danced with Molly Weasley.
"Hermione, you look stunning," he said, twirling her around. She blushed and mumbled a, "thank you."
"Really, though, you two look so happy together, and I'm proud of you," Harry said, leaning forward pressing a kiss to her temple.
"You're support means everything," she said, hugging him tightly.
"My turn!" Fred said, cutting in. The two of them danced, while Hermione scolded him several times for moving his hand too low. Fred was always good for a laugh, though, so by the time they finished, her face was bright red.
She danced with Ron next, which was awkward, seeing as Ron wasn't very good on his feet. The two of them just ended up swaying back and forth while Ron talked about Tonks. She didn't mind though, because Ron was so happy, and she was happy for him.
After a tear-filled dance with her father, she found herself once again in the arms of her husband.
"You look ravishing, Mrs. Lupin," he whispered in her ear, sending chills down her spine.
She bit her lip, her cheeks flushed. "Remus," she said with a small giggle.
He kissed her gently. "But really, Hermione, you look so beautiful, like a princess."
She pulled him close. "And I have my prince."
"So I guess we both get our happy endings," Remus said with a grin.
"I guess we do," she responded happily.
The two of them kissed.