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Forever in Your Hands	By : articcat621 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Sirius/Hermione Views: 14110 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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"Are you ready, Miss Granger?" Professor McGonagall asked, peering down at her favourite student.
Hermione nodded. "Are you sure it's okay we're doing this? I don't want us to be breaking any rules."
Minerva smiled at that. "You're with the Deputy Headmistress, and you're Head of House. Stop fretting. The Headmaster has already approved our little excursion."
Hermione nodded nervously.
"Hermione!" Ginny said, coming over with a huge smile on her face. She tightened her cloak around herself, ready to go.
Luna stood next to her, that familiar dazed expression on her face. "Hello, Hermione," she said airily. "Don't be so nervous."
"Nervous? How could you tell I was nervous?"
"Your aura is so tense. It isn't hard to tell." Luna simply smiled at her.
"Well, Miss Lovegood and Weasley, while out you must remember that this is to remain a secret. The name of Miss Granger's fiancé must not slip out, or there will be dire consequences."
"Yes, Professor, we understand. Now come on! Let's go shopping!" Ginny said excitedly, tugging on Hermione's arm.
She couldn't help but smile as Ginny led her along the path towards Hogsmeade, Luna and Professor McGonagall trailing behind them.
"So," Ginny said, peering over her shoulder. "Are you going to tell me who you're marrying?"
"Later," Hermione whispered, her face turning pink.
"Well, can I ask questions? You don't have to give me a name." Ginny looked at her pleadingly.
"Fine," Hermione grumbled.
"Is he handsome?" Ginny asked.
Flushing, Hermione glanced at Professor McGonagall.
The older woman waved her hand. "Since we're off grounds, I'm your colleague, Hermione. Say what you wish."
Hermione smiled at her. "Thank you for doing this," Hermione squeezed Minerva's hand.
"Anything to make the process easier for you."
Hermione felt as if she could cry at that moment. She had so many people that loved her and cared for her, despite what was going on. She was really lucky.
"Well?" Ginny pressed. "Come on! Tell me; is your future hubby handsome?"
Hermione blushed, but nodded.
Ginny squealed. "Do I know him?"
Slowly, Hermione nodded again.
"Does he go to Hogwarts?" Ginny asked once more, her mind racing with all the possibilities of who it could be.
"Of course not," Luna interjected airily. "He's much older."
Hermione's jaw dropped. "Luna! How did you know that?"
"It's true?" Ginny squeaked. "You're marrying someone older?"
She didn't pay any attention to Ginny. "Luna?" she pressed. "How did you know?"
The blonde shrugged. "I just did. You'll have a rocky marriage at first, but it'll end with love."
"Miss Lovegood, I think once we return to the castle, you and I should have a talk with the Headmaster."
Luna nodded, smiling. "I've known I was a seer for quite some time."
"I can see that," Professor McGonagall said. "But let's go inside. The dress shop is just across the street."
The four of them shuffled into the small shop. A plump older witch came over, looking at them each. She frowned when she saw their Hogwarts robes. "This law is…" she shook her head, lost for words. "Which one of you is the one getting married?"
"Me," Hermione said, stepping forward.
"All right, well, my name is Karina, although I wish we were meeting under different circumstances."
"Me too," Hermione whispered, shaking the witch's hand.
"Any sort of dress you want in particular?"
Hermione shrugged. "Nothing too expensive. I don't have much money."
"No, price is not an object. Your fiancé gave me his account number so you may purchase whatever you wish," Professor McGonagall said.
Hermione smiled softly at that. "That was sweet of him."
"Well, it seems you snatched a semi-sweet one," Karina commented, taking her towards the back. "Let's try some dresses on."
Hermione tried on three dresses, each one as ghastly as the next. Feeling dejected, she sat down. "I'll never find the right dress."
"Yes you will!" Luna said happily. "It'll be perfect too."
Hermione groaned. "You're not helping, Luna."
Ginny took her friend's hand. "Come on, we'll find you the right one."
"Oh!" Karina cried, running towards the back. "I have just the dress! It arrived this morning, straight from France. Beautiful too!"
Hermione headed back into the dressing room to try it on. The moment Karina zipped the dress up in the back, Hermione just knew. "This is it," she whispered before even glancing at her reflection. The dress felt like heaven on her body, fitting her perfectly.
"You look beautiful, dearie," Karina said, a sad smile on her face. "Go on, look," she urged Hermione to turn around.
Hermione turned slowly, gasping when she saw what she looked like. It was a strapless, beaded lace ball gown that had a sweetheart neckline. The tiered skirt flowed down her body, accentuating her waist perfectly.
"This is it," she repeated once the awe wore off.
She left the dressing room, earning gasps from the other women.
"Hermione, you look beautiful!" Minerva cried, dabbing at her eyes with an old handkerchief.
"Look at all that flair!" Ginny gushed. "Hermione, the skirt is perfect. It gives the dress dimension."
"You look like you stepped out of a fairy tale," Luna commented airily.
"I feel like a princess," she said, blushing.
"Here's a veil," Karina said, reappearing with a bundle of tulle. She fixed it into Hermione's hair, letting it cascade down her back.
Hermione looked at her appearance before bursting into tears.
"Don't cry, Hermione!" Ginny cried, rushing towards her best friend.
"It's just so hard! I'm so happy and sad at the same time! I'm so confused."
Luna joined the two of them, hugging as well. The three of them stood there for a moment, each of them crying and holding each other.
Eventually they broke apart. "Could you wrap this up for me, Karina? The veil too."
"Sure thing, Miss Granger," Karina said, leading her towards the back.
As Karina packaged the gown, Hermione picked out some shoes, and with the help of Ginny, some lingerie to wear under the gown.
Ginny and Luna then picked out their bridesmaid dresses. They each chose the same one; a baby blue dress that flowed like silk. The material hung loosely on their bodies, making it look like they were Grecian goddesses.
After paying, the four of them headed towards the Three Broomsticks for dinner. "Thank you again for this, Professor McGonagall."
"Think nothing of it, dear," she repeated. She had come to love Hermione as a daughter and wanted her to be happy.
They found a table in the back, in a secluded little area.
"So, Hermione will you tell us who he is already?" Ginny pressed, taking a sip of her butter beer.
Hermione glanced at Professor McGonagall, who gave a curt nod.
"Sirius Black," she whispered quietly.
Ginny's jaw dropped. She scooted her chair closer. "Seriously? Like, Sirius Black?"
Hermione nodded. "Dumbledore thought it would be best seeing as he is in the Order."
"Lucky girl!" she cried.
Hermione was startled. "I'm sorry, what?"
"She said you were lucky, Hermione," Luna said, playing with the foam on her butter beer. "And you are. Sirius Black is rather handsome."
Hermione blushed intensely. "Yes, I suppose he is."
"Of course he is! Merlin, Hermione, I know he's gotten my knickers wet even though I'm in love with Harry!"
"Ginevra!" Professor McGonagall chided, although she was fighting a smirk herself.
"But Sirius is being rather sweet about everything. I know he'll keep me safe, and I'd rather it be him than someone like Malfoy."
"You're in good hands, Hermione," Minerva said, smiling.
"Thank you, all of you. Your support means everything to me," Hermione gushed. "You could have had such a negative reaction, yet you're all being positive and supporting me. I really appreciate it."
"You're our best friend, Hermione, of course we're going to support you," Ginny said, squeezing her hand.
"Don't be silly, Hermione. We've got your back," Luna added, smiling at her dreamily.
"Thanks," she whispered, wiping away a few tears.
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