14 Till Death Do Us Apart
"Would you… would you like to be my wife?"
Hermione looked at Harry and was about to laugh, but his expression was so serious she decided not to. "But Harry," she replied. "I already am your wife. The divorce didn't go thought without my signature…"
"I know that," he interrupted her. "But you were forced into it. I want to know Hermione if you, here," he placed a hand over her heart, "are willing to be with me for the rest of your life."
Hermione looked right at his green eyes. "Of course I do," she said in a whisper.
He leaned down and caught her lips with his to seal their promise with a sweet kiss. Slowly, he pulled away and felt his heart swell as he found so much love in her eyes, love for him. He was such a lucky guy!
Hermione smiled at his goofy expression. She felt so happy she couldn't ask for anything more. Well... perhaps one more kiss. She grabbed hold of his collar and pulled him to her. Immediately, she brought her lips up to him and kissed him passionately.
Their kisses were now so confident. No trace of shyness was left.
Hermione gently bit his lips. His tongue then begged for entrance, which she quickly gave him. Harry's blood begin to boil as her soft hands started to caress his firm chest. He pulled her closer to him as his mouth moved away from hers and kissed his way to her ear. A soft moan escaped her mouth as Harry grabbed her earlobe with his teeth.
Hearing her doing that kind of noises always turned him into a mad man. He would do anything, anything as long as she'd keep on moaning like that. And so he did, right there in the beach.
With a sudden desperate need to be inside her, Harry started to pull her clothes away, which weren't that many. She was wearing a pair of denim shorts and the top of her bikini. In a few seconds, those garments were tossed aside.
They became totally oblivious to the tiny detail of being outside, in the beach. Nothing really matter to them but feeling totally connected.
With the moon and the stars as their only blankets, they made love until their bodies were completely exhausted. As they waited for their muscles to regain their strength, they laid in the sand, arms and legs entangled.
"Hermione…" suddenly said Harry.
"Mmmh…" was her reply.
"I want us to buy a house like this." She turned her face to look questioningly at him. "I want to repeat this moment again and again."
She smiled at him. "Whatever you say honey."
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"Will you lot hurry up!" Ron screamed at his family. He and Luna were staying at the Burrow. They had came all the way from Egypt to attend the weeding of their good friends.
Harry and Hermione were getting married - again - in a couple of hours and they were running late. A portkey would take them to a beautiful private beach in Northern Britain were the ceremony was to take place.
Harry and Hermione had decided to let the divorce follow its course. It had been finalized just two weeks ago. Now, a little over a month after leaving the little French village, they were going to get married for the second
This time, however, they were doing it willingly and happily. Their closest friends were going to be present. Since they had such wonderful memories of the beach house, they had decided to marry in a beach.
Some of Harry's connections had found the perfect place for them, away from the city and from any curious eyes - some guests were apparating or using portkeys.
The ceremony was to take place at sunset. Several useful spells and enchantments had come in handy to prepare the beach for the ceremony and the reception that would follow. White flowers of all kinds were freely scattered throughout. A gorgeous arch made out of white roses had magically been put up in the place where the bride and groom were to say their bows. Lines of chairs sat before the arch and behind them several round tables waited for the guests.
All of the Weasleys were present. Hermione's parents were quite pleased to see their daughter glowing with happiness. They knew she couldn't have found a better man to marry than Harry.
Besides them, Neville, Moody, Lupin, Tonks, Professor McGonagall, Victor, Dobby, Winky, and several other of the friends the couple made during the years attended to witness their union.
When the time came, Hermione came out of a white tent that had been put up so she could get ready. Her father was to walk her down the aisle.
She was barefoot, wearing a simple spaghetti-strap summer dress, and no make-up. She had let her hair down. A single long-stem rose in her hands. Even when her appearance seemed plain, to Harry she had never looked more beautiful than that night.
At the end of the ceremony, they were surrounded by everyone. Hugs and kisses of congratulations were spread over the once-again-newlyweds.
The celebration lasted well into the night as everyone danced and laughed happily. Ron and Luna took the opportunity to announce to everyone that they were expecting their first baby and that they would be moving back to London.
"So, Harry…" said Ron after his friend congratulated him about the happy news. "Seems like finally I beat you on something mate. Not only I married before you, but now I'm going to be a daddy first."
"Oh, not if I can help it," said Harry, slapping Ron in the arm. "Oy Hermione!" Harry called at his wife who was sitting next to him, talking animatedly with Ginny. "Is there any way we can have a baby in less than 9 months?" he asked teasingly.
"Unless you're talking about adopting a puppy," she replied, laughing at him.
"Admit it man," quickly added Ron, patting his friend in the shoulder. "You've been beaten by a Weasley!"
Trying to fake a look of disappointment, Harry sighed. "Oh, well... but don't get used to it, though."
"You don't know how happy we are to know you two are moving back to London," said Hermione to Ron after a few minutes. "We've missed you so much. I never thought I'd be saying this, but... I missed bickering with you," she said with a warm smile on her face.
"Don't worry," he said. "I'm sure we'll have plenty of time to catch up."
Just then, Luna joined the table. She had been talking to her mother-in-law. When she found out what they were talking about, she added, "That's one of the reasons why we're moving back. We missed all of this!" She said waving her arms around. "Our people, our home..."
Ron's expression changed to a more serious one. "The first months in Egypt were great, you know. Everything was new to us. But as time went by, we started to get homesick."
Luna placed a hand on her husband's and said, "So when we found out about the baby, Ron immediately asked to be transferred to London. We want our baby to be born here."
Hermione smiled at her friends, as she leaned closer to Harry. She was so happy to have them back.
Minutes later, Harry and Hermione were slowly dancing Harry. He pulled away just so he could look into her eyes and brought back the subject they had been talking about. "You know Mione," he said looking right into his wife's eyes. "I'm seriously thinking that's not a bad idea."
"What? Having a puppy?" she asked.
Harry chuckled at that. "Yeah," he said. "But a puppy of our own." As he said that he softly caressed her stomach.
Hermione's eyes widened. "Are you serious?" she asked amazed at his words.
"Totally!"
"Is this about that whole Ron-beating-you-at-it thing?" she asked.
Harry looked right into her eyes so she could see just how serious he was about it. "No, this is about you and me... and about making a family together."
For all response, Hermione threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. "Oh Harry!" she said in his ear. "You make me the happiest witch alive."
"And this is just the beginning…"
She closed her eyes as they continued dancing to the slow music. Hermione felt as if she was gliding, levitating above the clouds. Then, Harry's voice brought her back down to earth.
"Hermione..." he said softly. "What do you say we disappear from here and get started in that little project I told you about?"
Hermione pulled her face away from him and tried to give him a serious look. "But Harry... this is our wedding reception. It'd be rude to our guests if we disappear like that."
"C'mon Mione..." he pleaded. "The sooner we start, the sooner there'll be three of us."
Hermione smiled at that. "Alright, but let's just wait until this song finishes."
Harry agreed to wait a few minutes and pulled her closer to him. Once again, Hermione closed her eyes. She couldn't believe her luck. Not only she had married the man of her life, but they'd soon be making a family together. Life couldn't get any better.
I was born marked with your love,
I felt your breathing…
I learned to love you without noticing.
I predicted it had to be you.
And then one night…
The moon caught fire. It was magical!
I have you with me forever.
I was made for you.
You were deep inside me.
Even before love… you were already part of my heart.
I woke up and my dream came true.
I found happiness!
Fate can not be wrong.
You're here and I know you'll never leave.
You'll be my music.
Every caress was already written.
Even before love… you were already part of my heart.
Kumbia Kings & Sin Bandera (Translated by Hedwig76)
A/N: Well there you have it. I know it's kind of short, but I hope you all like it. Oh, and as for Sally… she got her punishment. She ended up alone. Charles got the divorce and moved on to greener pastures. Sally may have done the business of her life by marrying/divorcing Charles. Yes, she had money to burn, but… can money really buy happiness?