Ruin You ; Ron Weasley

4 years later.

"Holy fuck is this really happening?" I said as I stared at myself in the full-length mirror, taking in every detail of my dress.

"Yes it is, but you're gonna be great. You've been waiting for the day for 6 years Elle, nothing can screw it up," Hermione assured me as she ruffled the skirt and adjusted the straps.
"Now, all done!"
She clapped her hands together happily and stepped back, admiring her work.

"Mrs. Weasley may know how to sew, but I think my few adjustments really bring the whole thing together."
"It looks beautiful," I admitted, still staring at myself.
"I agree you do look rather lovely," Luna chimed in from her seat nearby.
"What's left to do?" I asked, finally turning away from the mirror to face my three friends.
"Well guests have already started to arrive, so I'd say you have a good twenty minutes till go time."
Ginny glanced down at the watch Harry had bought her for their anniversary last year to confirm the time.
"I can't believe you two are actually getting married!" Hermione squealed, grabbing my hands and swinging them excitedly.
"How crazy is it that only four years ago Harry defeated you-know-who and now we're here."
"Pretty crazy," I agreed, smiling at my extremely chipper best friend.

"Well look at you!" Mrs. Weasley shouted as she climbed under the tent opening, holding a bouquet of beautiful flowers.
"Bluebells," I whispered, looking at the soft, droopy petals accompanied by vibrant green leaves wrapped nearly with a ribbon.
Molly smiled and gently placed her hand on my shoulder.