Traditional Wedding

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Traditional Wedding

Hermione Granger was a bundle of nerves on the morning of June 22, 2006. It was the day she would finally be married to her best friend, Harry Potter. She knew she shouldn't be this nervous, they were technically already married, but now it would be official to all of her friends and relatives who didn't know yet. You see, her situation was a tricky one. Although Harry and she were already married, not many people knew. They had gone to the Ministry of Magic to be married officially, but only to fulfill a contract her parents and Harry's had made before Harry's parents were murdered. Now, they were getting married for real, and she was nervous.
She may have been nervous, but she was also ecstatic. They had planned a huge wedding, and had been planning for awhile, almost eight months. Now, it was here, and she couldn't wait.
Hermione had a beautiful dress. It was fairly simple, but looked gorgeous on her. It was a pure white, strapless dress with glitter all over the bodice that sparked in the light. She had a diamond necklace to go with it. She knew this day would be perfect. All of her friends and family would be there. Her ex-fiancé, Alex Johnson, was even going to be there. Both her and Harry had been engaged before they found out about the contract. They had discussed numerous times whether to invite their exes or not. Then, one day about four months ago, Lindsey, Harry ex called to tell Harry and Hermione that Alex and she had started dating. Now, they were still together and didn't show any signs of ever breaking up. That's when Harry and Hermione had decided to invite them. Both had been happy knowing that Harry and Hermione were both as happy as they were.
Thinking back on the past year, Hermione realized just how much she and Harry had been through. They had both been engaged, broken off their engagements, gotten married to each other, gotten engaged, and were now getting married again.
For her Matron of Honor she had chosen Ginny Weasley Malfoy, with whom she had become close to in the past year. She had been there the day that Harry and Hermione had gotten married the first time. She was one of their witnesses along with her boyfriend at the time, Draco Malfoy, whom they had also gotten to know pretty well. They were now married, and were expecting a child. Ginny was six months pregnant, and Hermione hadn't been sure if she would be up to the task of Matron of Honor, but Ginny had insisted she could do it.
I wonder how Harry's feeling right now, she thought curiously.

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Harry Potter woke up on the morning of June 22 with an anxious, nervous feeling in the pit of his stomach. He could not believe that the day that he was going to marry Hermione was finally here. If someone had told him a year ago that this would happen, he would have never believed them. Now though, he couldn't be happier.
His life had taken a sharp turn about a year ago when Hermione's parents had found the magical contract that bound him and Hermione to be married before they had turned twenty-five, while they were both engaged to other people. All of this had come out a week before Harry's twenty fifth birthday.
For the past week he had been staying with his godfather and best man, Sirius Black, at the request of Hermione, to make the wedding night even more special. Harry had asked Draco to be his best man, but he had declined politely saying that he didn't deserve to have been there for their first wedding, let alone be his best man in this wedding too. Harry had tried to convince him, but to no avail. Harry had talked to Hermione about it. She had suggested that Draco could help Ginny if Harry really wanted to him to be part of the wedding. Draco had agreed to that, consenting that Ginny probably would need the help, despite her adamant protests.
Now the wedding day was finally here, and it was time to get ready.

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The wedding was about to begin, and Hermione was even more nervous than before. The music began, and everyone in the church turned around to watch to procession.
Hermione looked towards the altar, and her eyes locked with Harry's. She gave him the biggest smile she could muster, and he returned it. Once her eyes had locked with Harry's, she wasn't quite as nervous.
When she finally arrived at the altar, Harry offered his hands to her. She joined hands with him, and gave him another smile. He returned it once again. Hermione looked around her as the pastor read the words of the service. Ginny and the other brides' maids were watching intently. Ginny smiled at her when she saw Hermione looking at her. Draco, who stood behind Ginny, also gave her a reassuring smile. Hermione smiled back at both of them. She then looked at Sirius, who stood behind Harry. He gave her a watery smile, and she could tell he was very happy for them and also very proud. Hermione then looked out at the pews. Her mother and father were sitting in the front pew, and her mother had tears in her eyes. She had always wanted to see her daughter get married, and now it was finally happening. Everyone else in the church was smiling, and she scanned all of the faces. Her eyes locked with Alex's, and she smiled at her.
She smiled back, and then Hermione turned her attention back to Harry and the pastor. Harry smiled at her again, and then turned his attention back to the pastor also.
The pastor finished reading form the page, and Harry replied, "I do."

The pastor repeated the same thing to Hermione, who also replied, "I do."
Then exchanged rings, and the pastor said, "I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."
Harry leaned in and did just that. Hermione smiled against his lips. She was now officially Mrs. Hermione Potter to everyone, not just some, and she loved the feeling.