Chapter Ten: Part One
The Wedding Ceremony

Hermione stirred.

She could feel something soft underneath her and she groaned. After a few moments she started opening her eyes. She was startled to see all these heads looking down at her, and she frowned.

"What's going on?" she asked, "Why are you all here?" She sat up and started getting out of bed when her mother came and grabbed her around the waist.
"You fainted," she said.
"What?"
"You just started getting shaky and then you collapsed. How do you feel?" her mother asked her.
Hermione did a quick scan to see if there was something that hurt... "I feel fine," she said. Then she quickly walked over to the mirror to look at her dress. "Is it ripped? Does it look okay?" she was asking.

"Oh Hermy, you look FINE," Idina said, grabbing her wrist and pulling her away from the mirror.
She walked down the stairs, surrounded by people, to the kitchen where she was forced to re-energise.

"We need to leave in an hour," Molly said, getting the camera out. "The photographer will be here soon! And then the car will be here to get everyone," she was saying to herself, snapping up the scene.
Everyone stood up and walked out the back door where the garden was overflowing with red roses and daisies, and lilies and big trees. There were stepping stones, and bird baths, fairy lights and dark green grass. It was Hermione's sanctuary before her treatment, and she often went out to the garden just to rest. The smell was incredible. They stood around in different areas, and then they all sat on the benches. Hermione's entire face was aching from smiling so much. Everyone was running around, trying to capture her at her most beautiful, and most perfect angle. They tried to catch the scenery around her, and they wanted to be in the photos with her. Hermione was smiling, but she wanted to cry. Everyone was running around trying to make everything perfect, but she didn't care. The only thing she cared about was being Ron's wife. And she was starting to get upset with everyone running around after her - she just wanted to be in peace but was thinking that people wanted to capture her memories incase she wouldn't have any more. That was what was making her want to leave. But she put on her happy face, even laughed a few times.

After hundreds of flashes from 7 different cameras, they heard the door ring. "The driver!" they all said, and she sensed the excitement levels soaring through the sky. She put on her big smile and went back inside to greet the driver.
His name was Stan Shunpike.
"Oh my lord!" Hermione, Molly and Ginny gasped.
"Hello Sir. It's nice to see you have woken up. I suspect you feel like you missed a lot of time," Luna said, smiling at him. Everyone could feel he was uncomfortable with this discussion.
"Er... Hi," he said, shifting his feet. "I ought' ter offer me congra'ula-shuns," he said, taking his hat off and bowing at Hermione.
She smiled at him and said "Thank you Stan," whilst thinking how much he had changed. He looked much younger than when she saw him during the Battle, but he also had a much clearer face, and looked like he was genuinely Happy. The wearing off of the Imperius curse must have aded an extra 10 years to his life.
"Shall we get some more photos?" Molly asked, with the camera strap around her neck. She was smiling, eagerly pushing them all outside the front door.
"Why don' I take 'ose pictu's?" Stan asked.
Molly blushed, but handed him the camera. She didn't want to be in the photos!

They all gathered around the cars and smiled. Now was the time they all had single photos taken with her, and it felt like an hour before she was in the car between her parents, and across from Ginny, Luna, Idina and Lucy. She watched out the window until she saw the garden they were getting married in. Stan got out of the drivers seat and walked over to the other side of the car to open the door for them. Everyone got out, Hermione with help from her Father, and they made their way to where there was a gap in the low hanging Willow trees, and she felt it again.