Hi everyone, I am back. Uni was full on this year but at least I have another month off. I am in the middle of writing one but this popped into my head and I wanted to get it out since it won't fit into my other fic. This one is complete.

Hope you all enjoy it. As usual, not J.K Rowling, just love to play in her world.

Sirius xoxox

Maid of Honour.

Chapter 1

I woke up to the sun streaming in through the window, lighting up my face. I tried to find my covers to shield my eyes and steal a few more minutes.

Argghh.

Mornings, there should be a law against them, especially on my ONLY day off from work. After I failed to will my body to sleep, I dragged myself into the shower and got ready for the day.

I ran through the day's events and cringed. I know it is absolutely horrible of me to think ill thoughts of my best friend but... if I get asked to do one more thing for this wedding I swear there is going to be an unforgivable curse used and I won't be responsible.

"Hermione, can you go and do this job?, can you do that job?" I honestly love Ginny Weasley, but she is pushing her luck badly.

I have been best friends with Ginerva Weasley for years and years. It happened when I was 7 years old and I had an argument with my dad and then I had a powerful outburst of magic. Of course I didn't know it at the time, it was so powerful that the Accidental Use Of Magic for Under-age Wizards or Witches Department was called in to clean up the mess.

At that point in time, Arthur Weasley was the head of the department and he managed the clean up. As a result, my family became very close to the Weasley's and over time Ginny and I became inseparable. I started Hogwarts a year earlier than Ginny but I didn't mind as I had Ron to keep me company.

The only problem with this set up was that Ron was the typical big brother. One minute he was over protective and the next he was pulling practical jokes on me. After receiving quite a few well placed hexes, Ron decided to play the role of big brother and just be over protective.

Ginny started Hogwarts the year after me and had met Ron's best friend, Harry Potter. It was seriously love at first sight, well at least for Ginny anyway. The years went on and their relationship fizzled out. Then after Harry defeated Voldemort, they gave it one more try and have been together ever since, 5 long years. Now they are getting married and I was the maid of honour and what a pain in the neck Ginny Weasley turned out to be.

My phone ringing startled me out of my deep thoughts and before I even looked at the caller ID, I knew who it was...

"Morning Gin, how are you?" I rolled my eyes as she laughed and asked me how did I guess.

"Who else would call me on my only day off at..... 8am.... 8am Ginny, honestly couldn't you let me sleep in?"

"Ok I know I am up but that is beside the point. Anyway what is it you want today at this ungodly hour ?"

Ginny talked for about twenty minutes, advising me of my duties for the day, at least I only had three jobs to do today. I finished my coffee and looked at my dry toast and decided to ditch it. I was beckoned to meet Ginny at the Burrow in half an hour, lucky I was up and showered. I walked over to the floo network and mumbled "Bridezilla's home" had a little giggle but then yelled out "The Burrow". I was laughing at my little joke when I tumbled into the lounge room of the Burrow right into the arms of none other than Harry Potter. His strong, muscular arms held onto me and steadied my body. His touch still gave me flutters. You see I have a secret, a huge secret. I am in love with Harry too BUT my best friend can never, ever, ever find out. That is something I couldn't do to her, so I convince myself that my silly crush will go away, although I have to admit it hasn't gone after all these years but I can still hope, can't I?

"Oohh steady there Hermione, are you ok?" Harry's deep sexy voice pierced my soul and I couldn't help but smile.

"Thanks Harry, you know me, always clumsy." Harry smiled a genuine smile and made sure I was back on my feet steady before he let go. I screamed in my head not to let go of my body but he didn't hear me... sigh !!

I smiled and asked where Ginny was and he pointed to the dining room. I walked in the direction of the commotion to find Mrs Weasley and Ginny in a full on argument. As soon as I walked in, Molly roped me into her side.

"Ginerva, Hermione would agree with me..."

"Mother, enough, this is my wedding and I will do it my way." Ginny was just as stubborn as her mum and from previous years of experience I knew how to handle these two. Separation.

"Molly, let me talk to Ginny, are you fine here?" I turned around to see Harry leaning against the door frame looking ridiculously gorgeous, so I roped him in as well.

"Molly stay here and talk to Harry, he will listen, won't you Harry?" Harry looked deep into my soul, as he usually does, and then told me, no.

My raised eyebrows and shocked expression was obviously enough to entertain him as he laughed.

"May I ask what is so funny?"

My patience was wearing thin and it was only 8.25am. Great. Long day ahead.

"Well Hermione, the way I see it, maybe you should ask your best friend what we are arguing about?" Molly decided to step in.

Why did I feel like I wasn't going to like the outcome of this. If Harry didn't lose that smirk of his face, I tell you he was going to pay for it, cute or not. I turned to look at Ginny and at least she had the decency to look embarrassed.

"Alright Weasley, spill it now?" My hand automatically went to my hip and I took on the pose. In the background I could hear Harry snickering and I shot him a deadly look and he stopped.

"Hermione, it's nothing that you don't already know, there's a practise run at Hogwarts with Professor Dumbledore, then there's the reception appointment and the cake testing, what's the problem?" Ginny was evading the truth, I could tell.

"AND???" Molly snickered as did Harry but Ginny stood quietly.

"Your best friend is flying out to Paris in 30minutes as there is a big fashion show there." I looked at Molly while she spoke to me and at first I didn't make the connection.

"So Hermione ready for a big day out with me so we can organise the wedding, without the bride?"

OK I know I am one of the smartest witches of my time but honestly even a seeing eye dog wouldn't have seen that one coming.

The argument continued for another 20 minutes which was completely fruitless as my so called best friend was packed and ready to go. I got the this is my career rant and then I got the you don't care about my wants and needs that is always a classic, it works on Molly but not me.

"Ginny listen to me, there are only 3 months till the wedding and you haven't done anything for it, I have picked my dress out and the bridesmaids, chose the invitations with Harry, I even chose your wedding dress Ginny, come on this is ridiculous."
"You see that's good because nobody knows me better than you, we have been friends for ever so I trust you, is that a crime, to trust my best friend and my fiancé?" Ginny was already half way out the door so the battle was lost, again. She vanished in a stretch limo down the road and out of sight.

I turned to look at Harry and he had this smug look on his face and all I wanted to do was to wipe it off even if that meant a good left hook.

"What are you smiling about Mister, this imposes on you too you know?" I brushed past him and he just kept on smiling, like that Cheshire cat. Oh I wanted to hit someone.

I sat and listened to Molly for the next half an hour and couldn't be more pleased to be getting out of the Burrow. I stood and hugged my surrogate mother and grabbed Harry's arm and dragged him towards the floo network.

As we walked into the lounge room he pulled me back and I spun around and crashed into his hard, defined chest. It knocked the air out of me for a second then I looked up I into his eyes and the next thing I knew we had apparated out.

We landed with a gentle thud and Harry let go of me. I tried to catch my breath but it was evading me at this moment.

"Let's go Hermione, Professor Dumbledore will be waiting."

As we walked through the grounds, the memories came rushing back to me. Ginny and I had had so much fun when we were here, she was the one who dared to break the rules and have some fun. I caught on quickly and we both had a ball. I always made time to study which was why I got to become a Healer, a job I had wanted forever. Ginny was also following her dreams, she loved clothes and fashion. She started working with a small fashion designer and had brought the business up so that it was quickly becoming one of the best known labels in the world. Hence the travelling today.

"A penny for your thoughts Miss Granger?" I shook my head to clear the cobwebs and told Harry a few of the mischievous things we got up to when we were younger. We were having a good laugh over our antics when we found we had reached the front door. Harry held the large door open for me and I stepped inside. I found even the aroma took me back to another time and place.

Professor Dumbledore was waiting in the Great Hall for us and it took all my resolve not to run up to him and hug him. I really missed this place. He was showing his hundred and sixty years but I still had such fond memories of him that I refused to think he was getting old.

"Arhhh, good morning Miss Granger, I must say that your success has been quite a proud achievement for Professor McGonnagel and myself." I blushed.

"Thank you Sir." Harry had a little giggle and then the Professor greeted him and then guided us up to his office.

"Harry, may I ask where Miss Weasley is, or am I mistaken and is Miss Granger the bride to be?"

What!!

"I'm sorry Professor, Ginny had a previous engagement but Hermione is the maid of honour so she is here to help me out today." Harry laid his hand down on my knee and I felt my temperature rise instantly. Move your hand, move your hand, move your hand. Oh crap Professor Dumbledore is speaking to me...

"I'm sorry Sir, my mind wandered, what was that?" He looked at me with those piercing eyes like he was reading my soul.

"I was saying, is it a problem to run through the ceremony today? Or did you want to wait for Miss Weasley?"

"No that's fine sir, today will be fine, we are running out of time." He lead us down to the Great Hall and into a small side room. I hadn't been in this room before but from the look on Harry's face, I think he had. It must be the room he came into when his name was drawn out of the Goblet of Fire. I looked above my head and the intricate carvings and gargoyles on the ceiling took my breath away. The walls and walkways were covered with gold trophies, medals and plaques of distinction. There was a cleared area in front of me where Professor Dumbledore and Harry were speaking. The fire behind them was letting a soft glow engulf them and I couldn't help but stare. Harry turned around slowly and our eyes met, I know I was blushing so I quickly diverted my eyes and walked over to where they were standing.

I came in on the conversation where Professor Dumbledore was explaining to Harry where he and Ginny would be standing out in the Great Hall for the ceremony.

"OK Harry, any questions?" Professor Dumbledore asked and Harry shook his head no.

"Very well, lets get started, Miss Granger this way please."

I was shown where to stand and what to do so I could show Ginny. I was just hoping this would all be over with soon, I noticed the time was getting close to 11am and we had to be at the reception place at 12pm. I started to walk down the aisle towards Harry and refused to let my mind wander from the job at hand. It had been wandering far too much today already.

The service started and progressed along quickly but the part of the ceremony that stuck in my mind was the vows, this was going to be more difficult than I first thought.

Harry Potter, do you take this woman to be your lawful wedded wife,

to have and to hold, from this day forward,

for better for worse, in sickness and in health,

till death do you part?

Harry paused and looked me in the eyes. He had my hands in his, and I looked at our enclosed hands and then looked back at Harry.

He had not said anything yet and it was beginning to get tense. I looked at him again and then at the Professor, and he nodded at me.

"Harry?" He looked back at the Professor and then looked at me and said the two words that I would never hear from him, that were meant for me.

"I Do."

I seriously needed to get out of here.