Twelve Kisses

Epilogue: The Unbreakable Vow Kiss

And we have come to the end of this flufftastic story!!

If you have read my profile or any of my other stories you already know how I like my pairings. So there will be pairings in here and mannerisms that will be OC.

You've been warned.

August 2003

Harry stood proudly between Ron and Bill as they waited for Hermione. George was on the other side of Bill. Ron couldn't stop fidgeting, and it was making Harry nervous, although he had no reason to be. He had had his day 6 months ago, so had absolutely nothing to be worrying about.

"Ron, you've faced death the majority of your teenaged years. Why are you acting like this is worse?" asked Harry.

Ron glared at his best friend/best man. "I never said this was worse. But what if she finally comes to her senses or something and decides to make a run for it?"

"Ron, you and Hermione have been together for five years. She hasn't left you once, so she isn't going to now. You have nothing to worry about." said Harry giving Ron a reassuring pat on the back.

"That's easy for you to say. You're not the one about to marry the brightest witch of our age. You know how she overanalyzes things." said Ron.

Bill rolled his eyes at his youngest brother. "You're right Ronnie. She is probably sitting back there in her dress right now. crying to our sister and Harry's wife about how she is making the biggest mistake of her life, and that she should have left you ages ago for someone who was less of a prat than you."

"Bill..." growled Ron.

"And now she is changing her heels out for trainers and is running as fast as she can outside the church, to her secret lover Viktor Krum, who is waiting to sweep her away on his broom." finished George.

Ron glared daggers at him. "You two can go fuck yourselves." he said with a sneer.

Bill laughed. "Relax Ronnie. Hermione adores you. She's probably just as nervous as you are, but she is coming down that aisle."

Ron stood straight up as the music started to play. He watched as Hermione's bridesmaids, Parvati Patil (now Potter) and Luna walked down. Parvati shot Harry a wink and blew a kiss. Ron rolled his eyes as Harry gave his wife a small wave.

He watched with amusement as George and Angelina's three year old son Freddy walked just as slowly as his mum had showed him so he wouldn't drop the rings off the pillow. When he got to the end of the aisle, he jumped proudly.

"DADDY, DADDY! I DIDN'T DROP THEM!" he said as he leaped over to George, now waving the pillow. Luckily the rigs were magically bonded to the pillow until Ron and Hermione would touch them.

Next came 5 year old Victoire, being as elegant as a five year old flower girl could, throwing flower petals down gently, like Fleur had showed her. Bill couldn't help but shed a tear at his little princess, as she smiled widely and proudly.

Next was the maid of honor Ginny, looking half annoyed that she had to be wearing heels and half happy that she was there. A whistle came out of nowhere and she rolled her eyes and giggled softly.

Ron huffed and whispered to Harry. "Remind me again why we invited the great ferret?"

"Because Ginny insisted that her boyfriend should be here. It still sounds weird calling Draco Malfoy her bloody boyfriend." said Harry.

"Platinum blonde git." mumbled Ron.

The wedding march started playing. Everyone stood up and looked towards the door.

And there she was.

Ron couldn't help but tear up as he looked at his gorgeous bride to be, draped in ivory. She looked like an angel as she glided down the aisle with her dad, followed by Harry's godson Teddy Lupin, as he was holding up Hermione's long veil.

Everyone in the room seemed to have disappeared once Ron and Hermione locked eyes. Hermione thought he was the most handsome man she had ever seen in the world. She had been almost falling apart as she was getting dressed earlier, thinking Ron had finally came to his senses and realized he was about to marry the most stubborn witch he had ever met and had made a run for it, but there he was. Waiting for her. Smiling.

When she got to the end, her dad giving her away in tears, she took Ron's hand and faced him. The two looked lovingly at each other as the minister started talking.

The two exchanged 'I dos', vows (which ended with Ron calling her the most wonderful person he knew, and Hermione saying that she would always be around to get the dirt off of his nose), and rings. Tge minister finally said those words that the two were anxious to hear.

"You may now kiss the bride."

Ron took Hermione into his arms, dipped her, and pressed his lips softly to hers. It seemed like all 12 years of them knowing each other, every tear shed, every triumph, every good, bad, wrong, right, beautiful, and loving word shared, every single emotion they felt for each other was put into their kiss. And it was wonderful.

So wonderful that the two forgot themselves and had to be reminded to stop, as Harry tugged on Ron's tux.

Ron, still holding his now wife looked up and blushed. "Oh, you people are still here?" he said. The congregation laughed.

The reception had been wonderful and truly eventful. Bill and Charlie had introduced Hermione's parents to fire whisky, causing them to need help home early, as they were way too hammered to drive. Draco had actually proposed to Ginny after making a toast to Ron and Hermione (much to Ron's annoyance), and she had said yes. Hermione had found one of her cousins making out with Neville Longbottom in a coat closet.

The two of them danced slowly as the music played on. Both of them completely wrapped up in each other.

"When you first met me, did you ever even dream that we would be here right now?" asked Hermione.

"To be honest, I didn't think we would even be friends remember? You made me feel like a fool. It's leviOOOOOOOOOsa, am I correct?" joked Ron.

Hermione laughed. "Am I still a nightmare?"

"More like a dream come true." said Ron, kissing her on the cheek.

'You're so sweet. Hard to believe you were the one calling me a know it all and making fun of me and my cat."

"Crookshanks still hates me. He just can't take it that he isn't the only ginger in your life" laughed Ron.

Hermione smiled as she played with the back of Ron's head. "He'll be okay. He loves you, and so do I. I'm happy that you finally made me a Weasley."

"I love you too. But you know I would have made you a Weasley right after the war, if that was what you wanted."

"I already had what I wanted which was you. I didn't mind the wait. Now I can focus on having all of your babies." said Hermione.

"Can we start right now?" said Ron mischievously.

"You're insufferable." laughed Hermione.

Ron took Hermione's by the chin and kissed her deep.

"I love you Ronald Weasley." Hermione whispered.

"And I love you Hermione Granger-Weasley." said Ron, taking Hermione's lips once again.

~Fin~