The Witch and The Hunters

CHAPTER EIGHTY-ONE

Page count: 12

Rings.

Three of them.

That's what met her eyes.

One was obviously a man's, given the width of the simple silver band. The other two were women's. One had a thin silver band with a square diamond sat in the centre with a halo of smaller diamonds around it, and the second silver band was a little thicker with small diamonds encrusted into the band around the entire length of the ring. They were simple, but beautiful.

Her eyes filled up with tears and when she pulled her gaze away from the rings, she became aware of Dean, who was now on the ground on one knee and her breath caught with tears threatening to fall from her eyes.

"I know neither of us had a choice in our marriage, and I know we're both happy despite the circumstances that brought us together. I know we're married in the eyes of the magical law and Heaven, but we're not in the Muggle World. Now that you've had my criminal record cleared, I want your name to be tied with mine in all worlds. I want for you to have the ceremony you deserve with the people we care about supporting us. So, will you be my willing and knowing wife?"

By this point tears wear falling down her face and she nodded silently. All of the tension left Dean and he visibly sighed in relief, before standing up and pulling her into a kiss and then hugging her to him tightly.

There was a flash of light and Hermione pulled back from Dean to look over her shoulder, seeing everyone gathered behind them. Mrs. Weasley had a magical camera in her hand and was crying, as were the rest of the women, whilst the men smiled and the children old enough to understand cheered. Harry was grinning at her widely, Draco was smirking and Bobby and Sam both looked surprised, before a small smile broke out on Bobby's face and Sam grinned widely.

Hermione gave a sob-laugh, before Dean took the rings from her, slipping the engagement ring onto her right ring finger, not wanting to cover her fated marriage band. They were pulled away from each other to be congratulated and hugged by everyone.

"I'm proud of you," Bobby said gruffly, pulling back from Dean. Dean let out a sigh of relief.

"So this is why you've been acting so weird," Sam laughed. "You had us both worried. And it explains why you made me change shirts."

"Alright, everyone, we have a wedding to prepare for!" Mrs. Weasley called.

"What!" Hermione said in surprise.

Dean grinned. "We're having the ceremony today, why do you think I asked you to change the colour of your dress?"

She blinked, before turning to Harry, Draco and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. "You knew, didn't you?"

They all nodded. "He asked for our permission to formally marry you the last time you visited," Mr. Weasley said.

"Yes, and we agreed to help with the set up. What better time to get married than today, when everyone is already present," Mrs. Weasley said, still with tears in her eyes. "Now, we need to get a move on. We're going simple, but the others will take care of it, we have to get you wedding worthy, let's go." Mrs. Weasley grabbed her by the hand and dragged her towards the house, the women all following after a dazed Hermione.

"Dean's been planning this for a while," Harry said to the surprised looking Bobby and Sam, before turning to the face the men and the children. He clapped his hands, getting their attention. "Alright, you all know your jobs; we have an hour, let's get moving."

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Hermione stood, staring at herself in the mirror. She barely recognised herself.

She still wore the same dress as before, only it had been altered to appear more bridal, and with Fleur's Alteration Charms you would never even know.