A/N: Hey, everybody. Here we are, finally, at the end of this tale. Thanks to everyone who has been reading this faithfully and reviewing, and thanks, mainly, to my guys, for whom I give all credit for my romance writing. It's been fun writing this; hope you all have liked it! Please read and review for this final time, and please look for my next story, She Loves You. Thanks,
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Chapter 10:
Five months later, an article appeared in The Daily Prophet:
Boy-Who-Lived to Marry Muggle-Turned-Witch in Glorious Ceremony
Harry Potter, Boy-Who-Lived, is not quite a boy anymore.
Mr. Potter announced Friday that he is engaged to be married. The lucky bride-to-be is Miss Hermione Granger, previously a muggle. Hermione's mother was a witch who was known for her beauty, grace, and intelligence. Hermione, despite her extreme intelligence, was dubbed a squib.
"I possessed some magic in my blood," said the blushing bride during the press conference, "But not enough to actually do magic."
Harry first met Hermione at a muggle coffee shop called the Bison Witch Café. Their relationship continued to grow until Christmas, when Harry first suspected her mother was a witch. He discovered that her mother, Milea Powers-Granger, had attended Hogwarts and been awarded top honors. Harry tried to tell Hermione the truth about her mother a few days after his discovery, but to his surprise, she fled.
"I guess I just didn't believe it was possible for there to be magic in this cruel, hard world. I now see I was wrong." The couple split up for approximately a month before fate led them back to each other. They made up and, to Hermione's surprise, Harry got down on one knee and proposed to her.
"It was amazing. Apparently he had been prepared to propose to me the day that he told me the truth about my mother, but I had run away too soon."
This was only the first of Hermione's surprises. When Harry kissed her to `seal the deal', half of his magic was transferred to her.
"I knew that if she was a muggle and I was the most powerful wizard in the world that life would be difficult together. I knew that we could never truly be one until she could see what I saw and experience what I knew to be true. I love her, and I want the world to know it."
But will giving up some of his magic have any effect on our savior? Minister of Magic Arthur Weasley assures us that Harry is not changed by the experience.
"True, he'll never be as powerful as he was in his prime with You-Know-Who, but he had such a strong amount of magic in him that he's still one of the most powerful wizards, despite the fact that half of his magic is gone."
"I have a lot to learn about the magical world, but Harry's helping me step by step and will help me go all the way to be the most successful witch I can be." Hermione told us as tears filled her brown eyes.
Minerva McGonagal, Headmistress of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, helped Harry in his quest for Milea's history and is helping Hermione with some simple spell work.
"I do believe we may expect great things from the future Potters. They love each other very much and make each other happy. I wouldn't be surprised if they form an unstoppable force when performing magic together."
The couple will be wed on August the twenty eighth at an undisclosed location. We at The Daily Prophet wish them the best of luck in their wedding and future together.
"I always dreamed that my life would be like a fairy-tale (a muggle set of children's stories to excuse magic). With Harry, my dream is coming true."
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Hermione folded the paper with a smile and placed it neatly on the table. The article had turned out splendidly and in less than seven hours, she would be Mrs. Hermione Jane Potter. She gave a little shiver of glee and left the table. Ginny, Luna, and Lavender were helping her get ready for the ceremony. Her dress was a pure white silk with a long train. Small shining pearls were weaved above the waistline along with rose petals. Her veil was soft and just as white, with small diamonds enchanted into the fabric.
Upstairs, Ron's mother fixed her hair with a swish of her wand and styled it in an up-do with small white roses laced between. The charm Mrs. Weasley cast had straightened Hermione's hair perfectly. Ginny, Luna, and Lavender squealed excitedly as they saw her hair. Hermione had become very close friends with them since she had become a witch and they were becoming thick as thieves. Ginny pulled her gently to the mirror and did her make-up meticulously.
As Hermione's bridesmaids, they rushed to the other room to get ready, leaving Hermione and Melba alone. Hermione slowly pulled the large, billowy dress out of its cover and placed it gently on the bed. Melba looked at it for a moment before bursting into tears. She hugged Hermione and stroked the back of her neck.
"My baby's getting married today, and she'll be leaving the Bison Witch to live with real witches." Hermione quickly pulled her mother's wand out of her pocket and performed a quick waterproof spell on her face.
"Oh, Melba…" Hermione's voice wavered. "I'm going to miss you dreadfully, but I promise I won't completely leave you. In fact, if you wanted you could move along with us, even if you are a muggle."
Melba wiped her eyes with a corner of her shirt. "No, no dear. I belong here in muggle London, here at the Bison Witch. Promise me you'll never leave me completely, though."
"Promise. I could never leave you completely. Besides, well, Melba?"
"What is it, dearie?"
"Well, I was kind of wondering if, well, you know, if you didn't want to it's okay, I would understand, but…"
"Dear, what do you want to ask?"
"I was wondering if you'd mind if I called you `Mom'. It's a term more commonly used in America, and I know no one can ever replace my mum, but I love you, Melba, and you have truly been my Mom ever since my real mum died. If you don't like it, I completely understand, but…"
Melba's eyes teared up once again. "It would be an honor to be called Mom." She hugged Hermione tightly again before breaking into sobs. "Oh, posh, I've got to go get ready!"
Hermione waved her wand again to clear up the puffiness and blotches on Melba's face from her crying and Melba ran to get ready with the other bridesmaids. Hermione slowly unzipped the long back of the dress and stepped in, shivering in ecstasy at the way the fabric rustled against her legs. She zipped it up again and held her breath as she turned towards the mirror. When she saw her reflection, she couldn't help but smile. She was beautiful, and for the first time in her life she felt beautiful and invincible. She now had friends and a Mom, was now a certified nurse in the muggle world and a real witch, and in mere hours she would be marrying the sweetest, most trustworthy man in the world.
She placed the veil over her head, gathered her bouquet of white roses and lilies in honor of Harry's mum, and headed to the door. Her bridesmaids were ready for the most part, and they gasped in awe when they saw her. They all hugged her as they finished perfecting their appearances, and all headed downstairs.
The wedding was being held at the lily pond outside of Harry's castle, where the couple would be living. Ron and Harry had decorated with magic, and the effect was beautiful. Shining alcoves were placed along a trail made of soft rose petals. The trees around the pond were hanging over the fifty or so chairs in the audience, and a small little platform was set up right beside the pond.
As the Canon in B began to play, the wedding precession lined up. Hermione's heart pounded as she stood alone. It seemed to take forever for everyone to be ushered in to the ceremony area, and Hermione began to feel nervous. She felt her mother's wand inside her huge bouquet and fingered it nervously. To her surprise, it became warm to the touch and released a blue vapor from the tip.
Hermione, love?
Was, that…? No, it couldn't be her mother's voice!
Yes, it's really me, my dear.
"Mum," She whispered softly. "Where are you?"
Never mind that right now. You are so beautiful, darling. I love you, and I'm so proud of you right now. You're a part of my world now, and I just wish I could be there with you to be a part of this joyous day. Harry is the most amazing wizard ever, and I'm so happy that you two are together. His mother and I were friends, you know.
"Really?! I didn't know that!"
Yes. Lily and I are both ecstatic that you two are being wed today. She highly approves of you, by the way. We just wish that we could be there in person.
"Oh, I do too, Mum. I still love you and miss you so much. By the way, do you mind the fact that I am calling Melba `Mom'?"
Not a bit. I'm just thankful that she's there for you. Dear, it's almost time for you to go in, there's just a minute or two before time. I love you, dear. Never forget that.
"Wait! Where are you? Will I ever be able to talk to you again?"
I'm afraid this is the last time I will be able to speak to you, dear. Fear not, though. I will be with you always, I always have been. You're a lot like me, and you carry my legacy through you. During your wedding, Lily, James, and I will be watching you and Harry. I'll always be watching over you, when the sun beams across your face, that will be me. When you're having a bad day and a memory comes across your mind that makes you smile, that will be my doing. When the wind blows your hair, it will really be me sending you a kiss, and the love you will feel towards Harry and your children will be a direct line of the love I had and still have for you, my dear. I love you so much, Hermione.
The vapor whirled back into the wand, and Hermione felt tears spill from her eyes.
"Mum, please don't go quite yet. I miss you." She whispered softly to the wand, but it was of no use. She softly brushed away her tears just as she heard the wedding march begin. She smiled nervously as the veil over the alcove was raised, revealing her to the audience. She slowly walked down the aisle with a certain confidence in her step that she knew had come from Milea. She looked to the platform and saw Harry standing front and center and watching her with love and admiration. She couldn't help but smile at how sexy he looked in a tuxedo.
Melba stood as Hermione's maid-of-honor while Ginny, Luna, and Lavender stood next to her. Ron was Harry's best man, something that had been Hermione's idea. She had forgiven Ron for their first meeting and now considered him one of her closest friends. Neville and Seamus stood by Harry, too. Arthur Weasley conducted the service. They repeated their vows before taking their wands, Harry's old, battered wand and Hermione's mother's, and magically binding them together for double power, even when they were apart. They exchanged wedding rings and kissed as Arthur announced their unity in front of the witnesses.
As Harry and Hermione were united as man and wife, a soft breeze blew over them and Hermione smiled. They gave a soft, emotional kiss, much like their first, and stood before their friends and the Lord as one. They walked back down the aisle arm in arm. Harry led Hermione to his old car, now grafittied with `Just Married', and opened the door for her. They drove to start their new lives together. As they drove down his driveway, Hermione looked at Harry and touched his arm gently.
"My fairy tale dreams have finally come true."
And, as in most fairy tales, they lived happily ever after.
Fin
A/N: Okay, it's now finished! Please review and tell me what ya'll all think! I've had a great time writing this, and I hope you've enjoyed it as much as I have! Please look for more stories from me, because I'm not finished writing quite yet! Thanks to you all!
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