Harry Potter and What Happened After - Sahits

Chapter 55: Ron and Hermione's Wedding Day Part 2: Ron
The night before his wedding Ron Weasley couldn't fall asleep. He was too nervous, and he was alone
in his bed for the first time in over a year. "Why doesn't she want me to see her?" he asked his best
friend, Harry Potter.
"It's a muggle tradition," muttered Harry, who was lying in a cot next to Ron's bed, 'guarding' him.
"Something about the groom not seeing the bride for a day before the wedding or something like that.
You know how girls are. Plus, it's her wedding; let her have it however she wants."
"No wonder you and Ginny are having such an easy time planning your wedding," said Ron, "you just
let her do what she wants."
"Yep," said Harry with a yawn. It was nearly midnight and they had been talking for the last few hours.
Harry was tired, but he couldn't get to sleep without Ginny in his arms, nor did he want to abandon his
friend. Ginny was downstairs, in her room, with Hermione. Harry probably wouldn't see her until the
next morning just before the wedding.
Ron was quiet for a few minutes, "what if it means she doesn't want to marry me?" asked Ron, who
could be extremely paranoid if left to his own thoughts.
"Ron," said Harry, sitting up, "she's had over a year to stop this wedding. If she didn't want to marry
you she would have said something by now."
"What if she's too embarrassed to tell me?" asked Ron.
"Ron, when has Hermione ever been too embarrassed to speak her mind?" asked Harry
"Good point," said Ron, still a bit doubtful. "But what…"
"Ron, shut up," said Harry wearily. He'd been listening to Ron's what ifs for the last hour and a half.
"I'm going to go down stairs and get some sleeping potion for you. If you promise not to try and sneak
off to see Hermione I'll bring you back a cookie."
"Ok," said Ron, not really hearing what Harry said.
Harry went down stairs and grabbed one of the vials labeled sleeping potion (6-7 hours). Then,
thinking of his sarcastic comment to Ron about a cookie he also grabbed two of Mrs. Weasley's
amazing cookies from a box sitting on the counter. He ate one himself as he went upstairs. "Here," said
Harry, handing Ron the cookie. Ron took the cookie and gave Harry an odd look. "Just eat the damn
thing!" Harry demanded.
Ron ate the cookie and then took the potion from Harry. He downed it all in one long swig and then
looked at the vial oddly. "Hey, this isn't firewi…" and with that he fell backwards onto his pillow.
* * *
The next morning Ron woke up with the sun glaring in his eyes. He groaned, turned over, and tried to
go back to sleep.
"Oh no you don't," said Harry as he came out of the bathroom, fresh from the shower, "You're getting
married today and your fiancé, not to mention mine, would kill me if you weren't awake on time."
Ron sat bolt upright, suddenly wide awake. "Harry, I'm getting married today."
"I know mate," said Harry calmly as he pulled on a pair of black slacks. "Why don't you go shower,
your mum should be calling us down to breakfast soon."