Snapshots of a Wedding

SNAPSHOTS OF A WEDDING

"There is no squabbling as violent as that between people who accepted an idea yesterday and those who will accept the same idea tomorrow."

--Christopher Morley

[...Dueling Mothers...]

The sun radiated through the cracks of the curtain, beaming on to Ginny's face and stirring her awake. She rolled over and stretched, yawning widely and slowly opening her eyes to stare at a blazing red digital clock.

7:25 A.M.

Ginny smiled and bolted upright, leaning on her right elbow. It was her wedding day. It was the day that girls dreamed about for their entire lives; it was the day she had spent the past seven months planning and the day she was ready to go through with so she could begin her life together with Harry. In just twelve hours and thirty five minutes she would be Mrs. Harry James Potter.

Just then, her bedroom door swung open and Luna walked in with a breakfast tray in her hand and singing, "Here comes the bride, here comes the bride."

Ginny laughed. "Thank you Luna." She sat up and allowed Luna to rest the tray in the bed.

Just then Hermione groggily walked in, her face screwed into an unpleasant expression. "Morning guys," she whispered, rubbing her stomach.

"Morning sunshine," Ginny said sarcastically. "What's wrong with you?"

"It's my stomach. I just finished throwing up." She sat on the bed and winced when she spotted the tray of Ginny's food.

"I thought I would be the over-anxious one this morning," Ginny commented, spooning up a bit of eggs.

Hermione shrugged. "I'm not anxious, just a little sick. Hopefully it'll pass by tonight."

"It could be a purple Nilarm," Luna pitched in, biting into a piece of Ginny's toast. "The purple ones make you think you're sick. All you have to do is hang upside down and sing a jingle; it scares them away."

Hermione arched an eyebrow at Ginny who just shook her head and bit back a laugh. Trying to change the subject, she looked down at her tray and said, "This breakfast looks really great."

"Your mom made it. She told me to bring it up just as Mrs. Potter walked in."

"Mrs. Potter?" Hermione questioned. "She wasn't supposed to be coming until after lunch."

Ginny shrugged. "Maybe she's just as excited as the rest of us. We should get downstairs too anyway so we could start making sure everything's in order."

"Don't worry Ginny," Hermione interjected, "everything's going to be perfect."

Just then a loud crash sounded from downstairs and all three of the girls jumped up and walked over to the top of the stairs. They peered over the banister only to see Mrs. Potter aiming her wand towards someone out of their line of vision.

"Your daughter has done nothing but distract my son!"

"My daughter has? What about your son? Your son has done nothing but corrupt my daughter!"

"Mom?"

Ginny sped down the stairs, Luna closely behind her and Hermione struggling to keep up.

"What's going-"

"Reducto!"

"Ginny look out," Luna yelled, forcing Ginny on to the ground just as the spell hit the dining room table, narrowly missing Mrs. Weasley.

"Stupe-"

"MOM, STOP!" Ginny yelled, scrambling off the ground and grabbing her mother's hand just before she managed to finish the spell.

"Let me go Ginevra," Molly Weasley demanded, struggling against her daughter's grip. "This bitch needs to be taught a lesson!"

"You're the one whose head is stuck so far up your ass that you can't see the truth about your daughter!" Lily Potter raised her wand again but Luna managed to grip her hand.

"Mrs. Potter you need to calm down," Luna said, devoid of any kind of commanding tone. "Think about-"

"I don't want to think about any damn Snorkbacks or Crumple anything you little loony retard!"

Lily pushed Luna off of her who kept her distance, looking quite offended by the insult.

"Protego!" Hermione managed to cast the spell just before Lily raised her wand again.

Ginny let go of her mother when she realized it was safe. "What the hell is going on in here?" The two women remained quiet, staring at each other intently. "I asked a bloody question!!"

Molly Weasley looked at her daughter and then turned towards the sink and rested her hands against the cool metal. "I don't want you marrying that Potter boy."

Ginny kept quiet. It was Hermione who interjected with a weak, "You what?"

"I said," Molly paused and then turned around, "that I don't want you marrying that Potter boy. He's-"

"There nothing wrong with my son!" Lily shouted. "It's your daughter," she said, calming her voice down. "Ever since he started dating her my son has changed. He's lost sight of the job his father has set for him. He wants to be an Auror now instead of working with James. He's completely misguided by this little tyrant." Pointing at Ginny, Lily said with great emphasis, "She is the problem!"

"The problem?" Ginny finally spoke, facing Lily Potter with an angered expression. "Harry's doing something that he wants to do and you're telling me that I corrupted him?"

"That's right."

"Ginny hasn't done anything to Harry," Molly finally spoke again. "If anything, Harry's the problem. He's said he'll marry my daughter but we all know his history with girls. Look at Cho Chang. Shagged her then left her in the cold. It's only a matter of time before he does the same to my Ginevra."

"My son is a respectable young man," Lily said, eyeing Molly.

"Your son is a man-whore and I don't want my daughter marrying him."

For the first time, Lily Potter looked content. "That's fine by me! Consider this wedding cancelled."

Lily jammed her wand back into her pocket and stalked out of the house, Apparating the second she walked over the threshold of the kitchen doorway.

"Well, that's that."

"What do you mean 'that's that' mom?" Ginny spun to face her mother who had turned back to the sink. "The only people who have the power to cancel this wedding are me and Harry and we both have plans to follow through with it."

"Ginny, that boy is no good for you," Molly said, flinging a rag on to the counter and looking at her daughter. "How do you know he won't hurt you?"

"Because I know Harry. We've been together for six years now mom," Ginny said, holding up six fingers. "Six. And never once have we had any major issues."

"She's right Mrs. Weasley," Hermione said, standing up. "Harry and Ginny have had a very admirable relationship."

"Why are you and Mrs. Potter trying to ruin it?"

"I already told you. I don't want you marrying him." Molly Weasley walked out of the kitchen, leaving the three girls quiet.

"I don't believe this is happening." Ginny put her hands on her forehead. "Why in bloody hell did they wait until today to do this? Better yet, why are they doing this at all?"

"Ginny calm down," Hermione said, walking over to her. "Like you said, the only people who can call this wedding off are you and-"

"Ginny!" a voice whispered from the fireplace and all three of the girls spun around to see Harry's face illuminated in green.

"Harry!" Hermione shrieked, standing in front of Ginny. "You're not supposed to see the bride before the wedding!"

"It's bad luck," Luna added, kneeling by the fireplace.

"Like we don't have enough of that going around," Harry said gravely. "My mom told me what happened. Are you really calling off the wedding, Ginny?" His voice was filled with a mixture of concern and fear. He sounded hurt by the possibility that Ginny would order such a travesty.

"What?" Ginny said, moving from behind Hermione. "I never said that." Ginny's voice was soft and quaint and gave Harry the comfort that she was telling the truth. "Your mom came in here and started fighting with my mom. They want to call off this wedding," she paused and kneeled close to the fireplace next to Luna, "not me."

Harry smiled. "I knew my mom had to be wrong." Harry paused. "You look so beautiful."

Ginny blushed. "I look a hot mess," Ginny said, looking down at her dirty pajamas and pushing her newly-dyed, mousy-brown hair off of her face.

"You always look beautiful to me," Harry said, causing Ginny to blush even more. "I better get going. Have a wedding to get ready for. I'll see you tonight baby." Harry blew a kiss. "I love you."

"I love you too." Harry disappeared and both Ginny and Luna stood up and turned towards Hermione.

"The wedding is still on then," Hermione asked.

Ginny nodded. "I don't care who has a problem with it. I'm marrying Harry tonight, no matter what!"

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Coming up... [...Conspiracy Theory...]