So I've decided to end the story here. I thought it was dragging a bit and it was coming to a nice close, thanks to everyone who's reviewed and I hope you've enjoyed reading this!

Chapter 13.

Ginny squeezed Harry's hand tightly before pulling him into the burrow. They headed into the kitchen where Mrs Weasley was busy bustling around making the dinner, knives flying through the air from chopping vegetables and potatoes, the meat cooking safely in the AGA. She turned and dropped the pan of vegetables in her hands which would have fallen to the floor if Harry hadn't had pulled out his wand and summoned them into his own hands.

"Harry!" Mrs Weasley exclaimed, rushing forward to barrel him into a hug.

"Mum, I think you're choking him." Ginny said gently, helping pry Molly off Harry.

"What...? When...? How...?" She spluttered, looking from Ginny to Harry.

"We've decided we're giving us another shot." Ginny told Molly softly, "And I thought you'd like it if I invited Harry round, he hasn't had a proper meal for months." Ginny teased, knowing it would send Mrs Weasley into a frenzy.

"Months!? I knew they were overworking you! Sit down dear!" She fussed, making Ginny giggle before going to look for her brothers.

George had also apparently turned up and she found them outside setting the table for dinner, well their girlfriends were setting the tables and Bill, George and Ron were having a gnome boxing match much to the annoyance of Hermione.

"Right hook!" Ron yelled encouragingly to his gone as George swore loudly at his own.

"Harry's inside." Ginny casually mentioned as she walked over to the three of them. Both Bill and George's heads snapped up, looking at her in shock.

"What?" Bill asked, standing up quickly and disappearing into the house, George hot on his heels.

"So are you two good?" Ron asked, standing up and leaving the two gnomes to continue fighting.

"Yeah." Ginny nodded, a smile forming on her face.

"What did you say to them?" Angelina asked, watching where George and Bill had disappeared.

"Told them Harry was inside." Ginny shrugged innocently, "What?!"

"You know they're going to interrogate him!" Hermione exclaimed.

"Best to get it over and done with while Charlie's not here; Harry's always been slightly wary of him plus he's the most protective." Ginny shrugged, "And Percy can't threaten to put him in Azkaban or anything."

"There is some logic in that." Fleur said in her French accent that was no longer so thick.

"Thank you." Ginny smiled.

...

"Harry!" Bill and George made their way over to Harry and slyly dragged him out the kitchen and up the stairs into Bill's old room.

"What...?" Harry asked, looking around.

"We just wanted a small chat." Bill smiled friendlily.

"Yeah, we were just wondering about you and our sister?" George asked innocently.

"Wondering if you were going to break her again?"

"And we know she broke up with you and all that lot and you were hurting but so was she."

"And as her big brothers it's our duty to stop her from getting hurt."

"Which has happened far too many times before."

"It's sort of a problem having six older brothers, five watching on earth, one in the skies."

"So we've decided to draw up some terms in case you are to hurt Ginny in the same way."

"Number 1 – I am entitled to use any Weasley Wizarding Wheeze's product on you, including package shrinker, incredible inching powder and incontinence inducer."

"Number 2 – No grievous bodily harm will be allowed although dropping in a pit of dragons or locking in an Egyptian tomb is ok."

"Number 3 – We're completely serious about all these punishments."

Harry believed them as well, even though they were smiling at him there was a dangerously serious look in their eyes that warned Harry that they would not be happy if Ginny was hurt again.

...

The meal went incredibly well, they talked about everything and anything, the food, as it always was when made by Mrs Weasley, was fantastic and it was starting to feel like the good old days. They all helped tidy away afterwards and George and Angelina were the first to leave. Now, at ten thirty, Bill was in front of the fire, a pregnant Fleur snoozing gently as she rested her head in his lap. Hermione was talking to Mr and Mrs Weasley and Ginny about the wedding and Ron and Harry were outside staring at the stars that shone through the darkness.

"Sort of feels like old times doesn't it?" Ron lent back against the wall of the house, pulling his knees up to his chest.

"Yeah, today it did." Harry agreed.

"So how did it go with Fay?" Ron asked, closing his eyes.

"Amazing, thank you so much for finding her, she just answered all these questions I had about my parents and myself, it's like I can finally move on in a way. They'll always be with me but I feel as if I sort of know them now." Harry looked at Ron earnestly.

"One good thing for all the shit I've done. I know it won't make up for it but I'm hoping it's a start." Ron told Harry honestly.

"It was amazing." Harry told Ron.

"So there's still one question you haven't answered." Ron started, "It's in two weeks and there's no one else I want to be my best man more."

"The answers yes." Harry told Ron.

He knew that even though things weren't completely sorted between them and they weren't as comfortable as they had been before, they were at least moving in the right direction and he knew that if he turned Ron down now he would regret it for the rest of his life and something Ron would resent him for. So he said yes.

...

"Hey Kiddo." Bill said softly as Ginny curled up on the chair adjacent to Bill.

"I'm not a kid." Ginny growled although she was secretly fond of her nickname because it was what all her older brothers called her as she seemed to consider Ron as the same age.

"You're 19, that's a kid to me." Bill said wisely.

"You're only 30." Ginny laughed.

"I have an almost one year old daughter and four month pregnant wife." Bill told Ginny.

"How is Victoire?" Ginny asked.

"She misses her ginger aunty." Bill said, raising his eyebrows at Ginny accusingly.

"I prefer the term redheaded and I'm sorry I haven't been round in a while." Ginny looked down, slightly ashamed.

"I know you've been really busy with training and matches and everything else, I think she'll forgive you." Bill smiled gently, "You should know that we're all so proud of you, you're playing for England in the world cup, it's amazing!"

"Thanks." Ginny blushed.

"Hey." Harry entered the room and stood behind Ginny's chair, carefully threading his hands through her hair to play with it.

"Hey." Ginny said, stifling a yawn.

"Tired?" Harry asked.

"Knackered." Ginny admitted.

"Want to go home; you've an early start tomorrow?" Harry asked her.

"Probably should be going." Ginny nodded, standing up, "I'll go say bi to my parents."

"I'll come with." Harry told her, walking into the kitchen where Ron, Hermione, and Mr and Mrs Weasley were sat.

"Hey, we were going to head home, we've an early start tomorrow." Ginny told them.

"What time does the match start?" Ron asked.

"Two." Ginny told Ron, "But I've got to be at the stadium before and then doors open at twelve so..." Ginny shrugged.

"Alright, I'll see you tomorrow then." Ron smiled.

"Thank you." Hermione stood up and hugged Harry tightly.

"It's ok." Harry laughed, letting Hermione go, "It was good to see you again." Harry smiled at Mr and Mrs Weasley.

"It was so good to see you." Mrs Weasley stood up and hugged Harry as if she was afraid it was the last time she'd get to.

"Come on then." Ginny gave her father a kiss on the cheek and her mother a hug before they left the burrow.

"So I think that went well." Harry smiled.

...

Two Weeks Later...

"Wake up." Ginny told Harry, shaking him gently to try and stir him, "Wake up sleepy head." She tried again.

"No." Harry mumbled, clutching his head in agony as he rolled over and pulled the other pillow over his head.

"See if you were like me and planned the hen night three days before the wedding you wouldn't be feeling this but no, you did the stag do last night." Ginny teased.

"Be quiet." Harry moaned.

"I'm sat on your bed, fully naked and you've got a pillow over your head." Ginny said in a low, husky voice that made Harry snap awake and look up at Ginny who was wearing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and looked as if she'd been up for a while.

"Hey!" Harry moaned.

"Drink this." Ginny told him, handing him a glass of clear purple liquid, "I bought some yesterday."

"Thank you." Harry looked so helpless and like a pathetic puppy that Ginny laughed as he downed the glass, "Now go get a shower because you reek of alcohol. I'll go over to Ron's and sort him out then over to mine where Hermione is to check she's ok, then go back to the church and check they haven't screwed anything up since I left them and then we'll meet there at ten thirty."

"The hectic life of the maid of honour." Harry sighed.

"Shower now!" Ginny pushed him out the bed and into the bathroom before disaparating.

"Ron!" Ginny called, walking through the small house that belonged to Ron and Hermione to find her brother passed out on the couch.

"Aguamenti." Ginny muttered, spraying Ron with freezing water that jerked him awake.

"AHH!" He yelled, falling off the couch.

"You're getting married today and you look like shit." Ginny told him seriously, "Drink this, get up and shower."

"Wha...?" He mumbled, looking up at her stupidly.

"Drink." She ordered, handing him the purple vile.

He downed it easily and waited before his eyes became more awake and alert to his situation, his brain realised what planet it was on and he slowly got up.

"Shower." Ginny told him curtly, "It's nine o'clock and the ceremony starts at eleven."

"Right." Ron nodded, walking away into the bathroom.

"Useless." Ginny muttered before disaparating to her own flat where Hermione was staying.

"Hey." Hermione smiled a little too brightly from nerves.

"Hi." Ginny grinned, "So I've been the church and everything's set up, Ron and Harry are both awake and getting ready and we're meeting them at the Church at ten thirty, well I am, you won't see my dear brother until the ceremony."

"So we should probably go over there and start to get ready." Hermione said, picking up a clothes bag holding her dress and another bag of stuff.

"Yeah, my dress is already there." Ginny told Hermione, "And Luna's over there overseeing what's happening." She said the last bit quickly so that Hermione wouldn't panic.

"Let's go!" Hermione said quickly.

...

"Stay still!" Fleur scolded Hermione as she twisted some of Hermione's curled hair so half was up in a loose knotted bun while the rest cascaded down her back.

"Sorry." Hermione mumbled as Ginny did her makeup.

"Any word from your parents?" Ginny asked as she carefully applied some eyeliner.

"No, I sent them an invite but I don't know if they got it. They'll either come or they won't, it's been over a year and a half though so..." Hermione shrugged, "I'm not going to cry about it again."

"Don't you dare!" Ginny said lightly.

"Luna's turn." Fleur said happily as she turned to the blonde, "For you and Ginny I'm thinking all up in a loose bun with strands around your face."

"Ohh, that sounds lovely." Luna said in her usually dreamy tone.

Fleur set to work on Luna and Ginny's hair, twisting the already curled hair and letting loose strands frame their faces.

There was a knock on the door and Harry popped his head around the door, "Wow." He muttered, seeing Hermione stood in her gown, makeup and hair done.

"What's the betting Ron forgets his cue because he's too busy staring?" Ginny asked Harry.

"Highly likely." Harry smiled, "Hermione you look gorgeous."

Harry walked over and hugged her and Hermione suddenly thought of something, "Will you give me away?" She asked.

"What?" Harry asked, stunned.

"I don't think my dad's here and you're like a big brother to me." Hermione shrugged and looked up at Harry.

"Yes." Harry nodded, still in shock.

"Is everyone out there ready?" Ginny asked Harry, breaking him out of his shocked state.

"Yeah, five minutes." Harry told her, "You look stunning by the way."

"Thank you." Ginny grinned.

"I also tightened security a little so no unwanted visitors can come in." Harry told them.

"Handsome AND useful." Ginny grinned.

"What can I say, I'm amazing." Harry laughed.

"See you in a minute then." Ginny kissed Harry's cheek and watched him leave the room.

"Wow, you too seem to be going great." Hermione smiled, happy for her two best friends.

"Yeah." Ginny nodded, "Ready?"

Yeah." Hermione nodded.

Fleur left the room and went to sit with the rest of the Weasley family. Soon some soft music began to play and Luna and Ginny headed down the aisle, both in strapless emerald green dress's that stopped just above the knee. Hermione, being muggleborn, wanted to keep some of the traditional muggle ways into the ceremony but the actual service would be done by a wizard, the same wizard that had done Bill and Fleur's wedding. The wedding march started and Harry and Hermione headed down the aisle, everyone was stood up and seemed to glow in Hermione's beauty. No one looked more beautiful, more fitting than she did as she headed towards Ron in a while dress.

"We are gathered here today..."

...

The reception for the wedding was at the Burrow, once again it looked magnificent thanks to the help of Kreatcher who'd worked overtime, cooking, cleaning and preparing so the it would be perfect. Mrs Weasley had helped but hadn't been but through the stress of trying to organise everything as she had at Bill and Fleur's wedding. There were a number a tables set out in the garden under a large marquee in case it rained, thought the weather was perfect. There was one table at the head where Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Luna, Harry, Neville, and Mr and Mrs Weasley were sat. Harry stood up with a glass of champagne in his hand, ready to kick of the speeches.

"Hi, as most of you know I'm Harry. I've known Ron since I first boarded the Hogwarts express, I was the scrawny kid lost in the station and it was the first of many times that the Weasley's helped me. I'd never seen three people with such red hair and I learnt that Ron was just starting Hogwarts too. I boarded the train and heard the two twins, Fred and George promise to send a toilet seat back for Ginny. Did you actually do that?" Harry asked George as a few people chuckled.

"Of course!" George nodded proudly as Ginny blushed.

"So anyway, I was sat on my own and Ron comes in and asked if he could sit with me. We shared sweets but were interrupted by Neville who'd lost his toad...again!" Everyone who knew Neville and Trevor all laughed loudly while Hermione froze, knowing what was coming next, "A few minutes later he comes back again, only this time with a girl. Three guesses who it was. Within five minutes of meeting each other Hermione managed to correct Ron, show off her spellwork, and point out he had dirt on his nose! One thing led to another and we became best friends, going through everything together. It was only after Ron threw suck an almightily sulk when he saw Hermione and Victor Krum together did I piece together there was something going on. Finally, in the middle of a battle, they decide to tell each other, timing was never Ron's strong suit. Since that day they've been inseparable, facing every challenge head on, taking every hit and getting right back up again. To Ron and Hermione." Harry raised his glass as Ginny gave him a playful glare.

"Thanks, now I have to follow that." She muttered standing up.

"You're much better at public speaking than me." Harry whispered back, giving Hermione and Ron a hug before sitting down.

"I never actually thought this day would come, I mean, I love my brother and everything but I never expected him to find someone who'd put up with him! Of course being brother and sister we've been through our fair share of fights and arguments but I'll always remember the time when I realised he'd always be there for me. At the time I was seven and I wanted to go on a broom, wanted to know how to fly but none of my brothers would let me ride any of theirs so I borrowed Ron's at night. I remember soaring through the air and feeling invincible before crashing it into a tree and falling from it. The broom was wreaked beyond repair and I was stuck in a tree at eleven o'clock, once again I'd landed myself in a stupid situation. Then I saw Ron sneaking out to have a go on his broom and saw me. I expected him to scream and shout, I'd broken his favourite toy but instead he helped me down and didn't say anything, just helped me inside and woke mum up. He told her that he'd taken me flying and crashed. She went furious at him so Mum, it was me who snuck out not Ron." Ginny told Mrs Weasley who was laughing softly, "That was the first time Ron looked out for me and ever since then he's done his best to keep me from harm. It was in my second year that I realised the Ron liked Hermione; it was obvious from the way they argued over anything. Now six years later they're getting married and I couldn't be happier, my best friend and my brother, she was everything he needed and he was everything she needed, they're so different they fit. So to Ron and Hermione, Hermione...good luck, you'll need it." Everyone laughed loudly and raised their glasses as Ron blushed scarlet before pulling his little sister into a hug.

The music started back up and people made it back onto the dance area. Harry and Ginny were among them, twirling round to the music, hands never leaving contact with each other skin. Muriel was watching them closely, probably planning what to tell the reporters but at that moment they didn't care, they hadn't said anything that gave away they were a couple, they were just dancing.

"Do you want to go for a walk?" Ginny asked, taking Harry's had and leading him away from the guests and around the back of the house.

"Wow, this place holds memories." Harry laughed, looking at the Burrow's wall that they'd been particularly fond of, sneaking out and around the house to this secluded spot which was hidden by either vines or walls so it was private.

"I was fed up of everyone staring at us." Ginny admitted.

"Well when you look as breathtaking as you do, can you blame them?" Harry asked, leaning against the wall and pulling Ginny towards him, "You look amazing."

"You look very dapper." Ginny grinned, "I can see why almost every girl in there was drooling."

"So, the final's in three days." Harry murmured, "After that we can tell people about us."

"If we win." Ginny teased.

"You'll win." Harry reassured her, "Though it may be odd playing against Gwenog and Lydia."

"I'll try not to gloat if we win." Ginny grinned.

"When you win." Harry muttered, kissing her firmly on the lips.

"I love you." Ginny said as she pulled away from Harry, "I never said it enough before and its how I feel, I love you so much it's not natural." She laughed.

"I love you too," Harry smiled, gently caressing her face, "Whatever happens we'll be fine, I know it."

...

Fin.

...

So I admit that it was a very corny ending though it still left a lot of questions unanswered. Did Hermione's parents forgive her? Will England win the finale? I guess it's up to you to decide, I've left it open to interpretation.

THANK YOU! To everyone who's every reviewed this story, read this story or favourite this story! It means a lot.

So the end ... x