One Moment in Time…
Author: Ohepelss Oramtnci
Spoilers: All four books
Category: Romance
Keywords: Harry, Hermione
Rating: Pg- Pg-13
Summary: Ron and Hermione broke up and Hermione is devastated. Harry stands by her and helps her pull through this time of difficulty. Would love eventually blossom between them?
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter related characters belong to J,K. Rowling. OC characters belong to me.
Author Notes: Hope that you will enjoy the story and please read and review.
Chapter 1: I, Hermione Granger, am not willing to take…
"Relax Hermione, you look beautiful today." Ginny said, patting Hermione gently on the shoulders. Hermione gave Ginny a nervous smile as she arranged the wreath of roses on her head.
"Oh Ginny, I am so excited, yet nervous at the same time. Butterflies are fluttering in my stomach now." Hermione turned her head around and said to Ginny.
"Relax hon, all will go right today." Ginny said, squeezing Hermione's hand gently. Hermione however was still nervous and take a quick look at the mirror again. The door opened gently and a head poked in.
"Are you ready, Hermione? I doubt the possibility that Ron could wait any longer." Harry said, grinning at her. Hermione smiled.
"I think so. Harry, I am really worried, do I look okay?" Hermione asked as Harry walked into the room. Ginny only shook her head.
"This girl has been asking for the past 15 minutes whether she looked ok." Ginny said, chuckling a little.
"You looked beautiful Hermione, don't worry." Harry said, smiling. "So, how do I look?" Harry asked, straightening his tie, flattening his ever messy hair and gave a wink at the mirror. Hermione looked at him in disbelief before breaking out into peals of laughter.
"You know Harry; I was expecting to have the mirror shatter into thousand of pieces." Hermione replied jokingly, putting back all the nervousness she had before.
"Hermione!" Harry exclaimed, "Is that how you treat your best friend for 7 years?" Harry asked questioningly, raising and eyebrow.
"Maybe." Hermione said indignantly. Ginny who had been at the side watching them bickering at each other playfully, took a look at her watch. "Harry, you had better go out now. It's almost time. Go help make sure Ron's ready." Ginny said, half smiling, half pushing him out of the door.
"Hey, I am not finish yet…" Harry complained before he was pushed out of the door.
"Is my tie straight? Are my teeth clean? Is my hair messy?" Ron blabbered to Seamus as Harry walked in.
"Hey Harry, help me over here. Ron has too many questions for me to handle and as a best friend, you should help." Seamus said quickly, pushing Harry towards Ron and quickly make his way out.
"He sure knows how to make an escape." Harry muttered under his breath as he walked towards Ron.
"Do I look handsome today?" Ron asked. Harry chuckled before answering.
"Yes old boy, you couldn't look any better." Ron gave Harry a friendly shove.
"I am not that old." Ron replied indignantly.
"Fine, you are very old." Harry continued. Ron stared at him. Harry just shrugged his shoulders.
"How is Hermione doing?" Ron asked, straightening his tie which was already as straight as could be.
"Almost ready and just as nervous as before, and definitely beautiful." Harry said as he stuck a rose in Ron's pocket.
"Ok, I am ready, let's make our way out now." Ron said. Harry nodded and the duo made their way to the cathedral.
"Hermione, it is time." Ginny said as she opened the door.
"Give me a minute Gin; I will be out a little later." Hermione said, spraying a little more of the liquid gel to hold the lose ends of her hair together. Ginny nodded and made her way out.
Hermione looked at her reflection in the mirror and gave a nervous smile. Picking up a bouquet of flowers, she made her way towards the door, only to notice an addressed package to her. Setting down the bouquet of flowers on the sofa, she walked over and picked up the parcel.
Back in the cathedral, Ron was already standing at the altar, waiting nervously for the ceremony to start. At the struck of 10, a wedding march began playing and Ron looked expectantly at the gates of the cathedral, waiting for his bride to make her debut.
The march had been played halfway, but there was still no Hermione. Ron was beginning to get worried. "Harry, do you think Hermione met up with some trouble?" Ron asked.
"I'll go check it out." Harry said, patting Ron gently on the shoulders. Ron nodded and Harry rushed down the walkway and out of the cathedral towards the bride's room.
Suddenly, wang, bang, smack, he ran into someone. Harry quickly held on to that person, preventing him/her to fall any further.
"I am really sorry." Harry said as he helped the person and looked up.
"Hermione? Where were you? Ron was so worried." Harry said, bombarding her with questions. Hermione just shook her head. Taking her by the hand, Harry leaded her towards the cathedral.
"Come on," He said, smiling. "We are waiting for you to start the ceremony." Harry continued. Hermione gave him a weak smile and led herself be led to the cathedral.
Harry rushed in once more and gave Ron a reassuring smile as he walked over to the pianist and ask her to play the wedding march once more before taking his place beside Ron.
The wedding march rang once again throughout the halls of the cathedral and the doors flung open. Hermione walked in slowly. Ron could only stared open-mouth as Hermione walked in.
Hermione was dressed in a ball gown that was custom-made. It was ivory in colour and made of gossamer. It was a strapless gown with a full skirt that fell gently to the ground. Above the layer of gossamer, there's a layer of chiffon, secured round the waist by a ribbon, or a belt made of spider silk. Hanging from the bottom of this belt are amethyst crystal beads, strung together by a fine silver thread, falling to around knee length. The chiffon round the neckline had roses embroidered upon it. There was a matching white chiffon shawl which hung around Hermione's neck with the ends falling behind her back. Beads hung from the shawl and fall gently around Hermione's shoulders.
Hermione's hair was pulled up in a simple French twist, leaving bits of her bangs hanging down the side of her face. A wreath of roses sat gently upon her head and from the edge, hung a waist length veil, which was a little yellowed, to give a vintage feeling. The edges were rolled up and trimmed with blue ribbons. On her hands, she wore a pair of chiffon gloves and carried a bouquet of red roses.
Following behind her was her bridesmaid, Ginny and Lavender who were followed by Tina, Amanda, the flower girls and the ring bearer, Joshua.
Out of this simple procession, Hermione was the star of the day. She wore a smile and walked slowly to the music towards Ron who was waiting at the altar for her. Harry looked at Hermione quizzically. There was something wrong with her today, he knew it, but he didn't know what was bothering her.
Hermione is smiling, but her eyes did not. It was not a true smile that one would produce when one is really happy. What exactly happened between the time I left her and the time she came to the cathedral? What could cause such a drastic change within her?
Hermione had walked slowly up the altar. All eyes followed her. Harry could only look at her, but was not able to make out what she was thinking. The priest went on with his sayings and finally, he said.
"Mr. Ronald Weasley, do you take Ms. Hermione Granger as your lawfully wedded wife and care for her regardless of…" The priest said but before he could finish, he was cut off by Ron.
"I do." He said. The crowd giggled behind at his antics. The priest did not say anything, but turned to Hermione.
"Ms. Hermione Granger, do you take Mr. Ronald Weasley as your lawfully wedded husband and care for him regardless of sickness, age and poverty?" The priest asked. Hermione did not answer. She seemed to be in some sort of a daze, not hearing the words that the priest has said.
"Ms. Hermione Granger?" The priest asked once again. Ginny nudged her slightly and Hermione woke up.
"I do…" Hermione trailed off. Sighs of relieve was emitted from the crowd. Even Harry sighed in relief. Ron wore a wide grin on his face.
"If there are no objections, may I pronounce…" The priest continued but was cut off by Hermione.
"Not." Hermione finished off her sentence. The crowd began discussing this among themselves.
"Hermione, did I hear you wrongly?" Ron asked, worried evident in his voice.
"No you did not Ron." Hermione said, turning to look at Ron before facing the priest once more and said indignantly.
"I, Hermione Granger, am not willing to take Mr. Ronald Weasley as my lawfully wedded husband."