Harry And Ginny's Wedding Novels & Stories

Only the day before we had been discussing the celebrations for our silver wedding anniversary but it was not to be. Harry was a big man, not fat, 6’4” and some 16 st., he had been a loveable, huggable, full of life, in your face and jolly man and although he had left me very well provided for, enough so that I didn’t have to worry at all about my finances, he had left me without any children, not that it was a decision he had taken on his own. We had discussed that aspect very early on in our relationship and definitely a long time before we took the plunge and we had both decided that it was far too much responsibility to take on and something we could do without, happiness with each other

I began preparing for my wedding. Meanwhile, Dylan was immersed in his sweet romance with Whitney, acting as if I had never existed. It was not until one day, when he was waiting for Whitney to try on wedding gowns, that he suddenly thought of me. He took his phone out and realized we hadn’t spoken in two weeks. A flicker of unease crossed his mind. “Dyl, how do I look in this one?” Whitney stepped out of the fitting room in a lavish gown covered in diamonds.

Everything was now in the past. "Everyone, watch me," Hope shouted and started clapping her hands. "Clap your hands, everyone!" She instructed and we all did. "Hey!" Giovanni pulled me into his arms. "Hey!" I responded and kissed him on the lips. "It's finally over." He said "It's is," I responded and he pulled me closer for another kiss. Everyone in the hall clapped for us as we kissed. It was finally over. A sorrowful wedding night later turned into a happy ending.

Verna's ten brothers are standing before me now. I glanced behind me to look at my cousin. He just grinned at me while catching his breath due to fatigue. I looked to the front again. Fuck! I'm doomed. - "Now I pronounce you husband and wife." people applauded inside the church for what they witnessed while I, on the other hand, had regrets in my chest. I can't believe I got married today. I can't believe that freedom is already gone in my life. I was looking at Verna with a straight face. I was just showing her that I didn’t like what was happening to us.

I pinched it on the side and it ridiculously stopped me. "Hahaha. I love tickling you, maybe it would be better if you just kiss me." I turned my back on him and covered myself with a blanket. "I don't know about you!" I promise. The next day, it was really what everyone was waiting for. The fancy wedding. The police escorted me to the church. When arriving at the church, those who attended our wedding did not dance together. You thought it was a celebrity getting married because of the crowd. Especially when I started walking towards the altar where Joseph was standing there.

I hated it when I saw her cry that made me came back to my senses. “I’m fine. I promise.” I hold her hand tight. She nodded but still not fully convince. My friends are looking at us--at me. Why wouldn’t they? They want something to talk to and apparently I’m a hot topic right now. I don’t even know why I can them friends, I guess I was just being modest or nice like I have always been. I look away and look front where Harry is, greeting his guest and talking to some of the reporters. His wedding will surely be a talk of the town, he’s a known actor after all and is marrying a co-actress, they match--they are perfect for each other.

"No one will tell a young woman these things. Just take it. It's just something small from me." Harry's heart finally felt at ease. As he left the ward, he gave Sally a call. His voice was still raw with emotion as he said, "Mom, Evie and Warren have registered their marriage. You and my father need to start preparing the wedding gifts we'll give to them at their wedding." Upon hearing this, Sally and Anthony turned their house upside down overnight. They got out their most precious jewels and treasures that were kept at the bottom of their jewelry boxes.