Harry Potter and What Happened After - Sahits

"H-Harry, that was beautiful." Ginny sighed before taking a deep breath and starting her vows. I've
loved you since that first day I met you on the platform and I knew even then that we were meant to be,
I mean this from the bottom of my heart, I'll love you forever, even when you're gray and old and smell
like bed cheese" she laughed, "we'll always be together, we're meant to be. And I don't mind you
playing hero, as long as I'm always your damsel in distress," she said, slipping the gold band onto
Harry's finger.
Harry grabbed Ginny around the waist, lifting her up and crashing their lips together in a searing kiss,
putting all his love into it.
"Well, I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride" laughed the minister, seeing the
love struck teens kissing each other.
There was some polite clapping as Harry and Ginny kissed, and then some polite coughing as the kiss
continued, and finally George let out a wolf whistle as Harry's hand found Ginny's ass and gave it a
squeeze. The couple broke apart at the whistle. "Sorry every one," said Harry putting his new wife
down. "How about we all get over to the other end of the pitch and we can start the party."
At that everybody in the crowd got up and started towards the other end of the pitch, where a large
dance floor had already been set up along with about 20 tables surrounding it.
Harry and Ginny went to follow the crowd to the party but Harry stopped half way down the aisle,
staring the very last row. There sat Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon and Dudley. Dudley had a sheepish
smile on his face and was looking right at Harry. Petunia was also looking at Harry and he could see a
hint of a smile in her eyes, but her face was set as solemn as ever. Uncle Vernon was looking
everywhere but Harry and looked extremely uncomfortable.
Harry walked over to them, Ginny following and looking a bit confused. "I didn't think you'd show up,"
said Harry, a small smile on his face. He had sent them an invitation because Mrs. Weasley had insisted
on it and because Dudley had extended a branch of kindness at Christmas.
"We…" Uncle Vernon started, but both Aunt Petunia and Dudley shot him venomous looks and he shut
up."
"We wouldn't have missed it," said Petunia, a smile now coming to her thin lips.
"Well thank you guys for being here," said Harry, genuinely happy that they were there, "You three are
the only blood relatives I have." Harry didn't say 'family' because the Weasleys and Hermione were
more family than the Dursleys had ever been, but that didn't change the fact that Petunia was his
mother's sister, and his aunt. "Guys, this is Ginny, my wife."
"Hi," said Dudley, dumbstruck.
"Hello dear," said Petunia, politely taking Ginny's hand and shaking it. "Congratulations, I remember
my wedding day, one of the happiest of my life."
"Thank you," said Ginny, still staring at the Dersleys. Harry had told her about them, and about some of
the things they had done to him. How he could be so polite to them now was a bit beyond her
comprehension. However she figured that she should be polite also because getting into a fight with
them would only ruin the day, and that was the last thing she wanted.
Petunia poked Uncle Vernon in the ribs and he grunted "hi" and then proceeded to stare at the ground.
"Will you guys be staying for dinner?" asked Harry.
"Yes," said Petunia, shooting her husband another look that said he would not be arguing if she had
anything to do with it.