Harry And Ginny Wedding Novels & Stories

Music hums in the background, chatter swelling as the tables fill with glittering guests and the only ones missing are the bride and groom. After sometime, the chatter dies down all at once, like someone pressed mute on the world. A low hum of anticipation rises in its place, buzzing through the glass walls, and every head tilts toward the glowing archway at the far end of the hall. That’s when they appear. Together. Not the bride alone. Not the groom waiting up front. No. Harry and Vivienne step out side by side, arms linked, a united front. Gasps ripple, then applause bursts like thunder, as guests rise to their feet, clapping, cheering, some even whistling. The sound is too loud, too eage

Perhaps humiliation. Lady Beatrice lifted her teacup. “Then I suggest we find someone capable before the Harrington board begins to wonder whether the Vale family can manage a ceremony, let alone a merger.” There it was. The truth beneath the lace and champagne. This wedding had never been about love. It was about power. By noon, the dismissed planner had left the building in tears. By one-thirty, Alexander’s office had placed calls to three luxury event firms. By three-fifteen, his assistant informed him that one name had come highly recommended.

Although they didn't have much time, the Jenkins family helped in setting the best wedding they could afford. It was rare for the Jenkins family to be so lively and busy. Since Harry was an orphan, Sherry and Yuna were his only family who would be attending the wedding. His ex-colleagues and workers in his club would be invited as well. At the wedding, Sherry and Yuna watched as they exchanged rings and vows. They were touched at the sight. They hugged each other with tears streaming down their faces. Sherry said, "I thought you'd be the one having a wedding before me or Harry. Who would've thought that this brat overtook us."

By the time I got back home, it was already afternoon. When I opened the door, the first thing I saw was a bunch of photographers. Harry was wearing the suit I handpicked for him, and Joanna stood right next to him in a beautiful, pure white wedding gown. They were both good-looking, like a match made in heaven.

Harry, on the other hand, just stared sharply at Viggo, his thoughts unknown. Right after the sacred ceremony, Harry quickly left, not knowing where he went, and the party continued. The invited guests were ready to congratulate the newlyweds.

Sienna took a step forward, picked up the pen, and signed her name crisply before she stamped her handprint on the marriage contract with the red ink pad. Harry chuckled slightly, then signed his name and stamped his handprint as well. This marriage contract was effective. Kai put the marriage contract away respectfully. After that, he kept away the brocade box and retreated to the side. Harry glanced at the guests around them with an indifferent and intimidating look in his eyes as he said, “Since everyone present is a witness, then my fiancée and I would like to invite all of you to come to our engagement banquet next week.” After saying that, he spread out his hand toward Sienna.

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.

"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.

When we are about to reach the port of Baltimore my phone rung. "Yes Your Majesty?" I answered. "Can you just call me Hon? I am no Prince for you, I am your husband to be." He asked with sweetness in his voice. "Oh, Sorry my dear, I am seating beside My Secretary." I answered whispering. "Have you reached Baltimore? Please be safe for me okay? And be nice with the ZCS Corporation and the prospected investors okay? I love you, I am in my room now preparing for the cultural show later." He said. "Aha, wear your ring, I mean our ring. Hmmp. At least incase you forget that your getting married, they may observed." I answered with a smile. "Oh, Hon, I am yours, solely yours." He replied. "Okay Ho

They both hold hands as they walk down the aisle, down the steps as they walk towards the altar, and when they get there, everyone is shocked as the blonde stares into the void. While for the blond it's all so strange, but it feels good, being with the blond, more so when they are still holding hands. A beautiful wedding to make you a slave to my eyes. The blonde Lucretia sighs, Jeff the blond tries to sigh, and be as calm as possible, he knows that his mother and Lucretia's family would be there, he had to keep calm, until his thoughts were immediately interrupted by a voice.