The Baby Project

Wedding At the Manor

The days had passed quickly since Harry and Ginny's wedding, and Hermione woke up with a smile on her face the morning of her wedding. The smile faded soon after, though. Her parents would miss it, and she wouldn't ever be able to tell them about it. That hurt more than anything she had ever gone through.

"Hermione?" Ginny walked into her room at the Manor with a giant bag and some smaller bags floating behind her.

"What is all of this," Hermione asked, sitting up more. She was trying to hide how upset she was from Ginny, but she knew it was only a matter of time before she was going to have to tell her best friend what was plaguing her mind. 

"Well, this is your dress," Ginny said, holding up the big bag smiling, "And this is everything else I need to make you even more beautiful than you are," Ginny said, sending the bags onto a table.

"You must be the best matron of honor ever," Hermione smiled. 

"Well, thank you, but I am not just going to let your frown escape my mind just because you are complimenting me," Ginny sat down next to Hermione and waited. 

"I am never going to get to share any of this with them," Hermione said after some time. Ginny, of course, knew who she was talking about, and it hurt Ginny to know that Hermione was hurting.

"I don't think they would want you to be sad, though, Hermione. I am sure your mother thought about all of this far more often than you did. She would want you to be happy and take all of it in so that one day you could tell your children about your wedding."

"Right, children, your father and I are married because the ministry forced us into it. What a romantic story," Hermione had started crying and laid back in bed. 

"Hermione Jean Granger, you get up this instant," Ginny meant business, but Hermione really didn't know if she cared at this point. She liked Draco and perhaps was even falling in love with him, but she was too young to be getting married and having children, and she was scared. "I know you are happy about this deep down. I know you love him, even if you don't fully know that yourself yet. He is the best person for you, and you know it. So stop being a baby about all of this and deal with it. You are going to get married today even if I have to drag you down the aisle. You are going to have children whether you are ready or not. This isn't you, and you know it. Now stop being like my brother and get out of this bed now."

Ginny was right; of course, she was incredibly unreasonable. She knew it. She just missed her mother. She just wanted to tell her mother that she loved her once more and get one more bear hug from her father. Then it clicked, she was going to be a mother, and she would be able to pass all of that love onto her children. Love was the most important thing in her childhood, and she was be damned if her children were not loved, just because they arrived before she was prepared for them. 

"Alright, Gin, you are right as always," Hermione got up and went into the bathroom. Ginny smiled when she heard the shower start to run. While Hermione showered, Ginny laid all of her tools out on the table. Hermione would surely throw a fit about all of the makeup that she brought, but she was going to try. 

"Now, are you ready to be pampered?" Ginny practically dragged Hermione into the chair that was set up.

"Gin, we didn't do half of this stuff on your wedding day," 

"Well, that is because mother and I did it together the night before, and don't worry, I know you are going to tell me not to go overboard so that I will constrain myself to the best of my ability." 

Ginny continued to pamper Hermione for hours, painting her nails and doing her hair and makeup. Ginny thought Hermione deserved it, more than anyone she was getting her world turned upside down. And maybe this little gesture would start her wedding day with a smile so that Hermione would learn to love it one day.