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GO FOLLOW chasingthe--stars

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I'm Baaaaccck.

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You'll never escape this fandom, Daniel. >:3

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me: ignores responsibilities and goes on internet

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And either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives.

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Hey guys! I'm baaack!! I wrote a new fanfic! Its a GinnyxHarry one :) Wedding scene! ;) Go read it! Reblog!!

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Harry Potter and the Order of Phoenix

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32. A New Tomorrow

Ginny gulped a shaky breath in as her mother tightened her dress. Ginny was nervous. Very nervous. It was her big big day! As Fleur kept reminding her while she bustled around cleaning, straightening and changing the wedding decorations. 

Ginny looked into the mirror. Her long auburn-red hair fell in curls down to just above her hips. It had grown a lot since the battle. Even after it was smoldered at the ends from an impending curse. The battle was horrid... No. I will not think of that war. It ruined enough, it isn't going to mess up my day. The dress was modest at first, but Fleur worked her magic, quite literally, and made it the most beautiful gown she had ever seen. 

The dress was white, but in the sun it glinted golden in the light. It only had one shoulder, and that was a strap made of woven golden fabric. The dress was fitted to her torso and squeezed at her hips. At that part another woven golden fabric surrounded her waist, gathering into a beautiful golden rose. Every now and then, a holographic pheonix would fly from the rose into the air.

Molly squeezed Ginny's shoulders as tears welled in her eyes. Molly was grinning the broadest of grins, and Ginny realized this was the happiest mum has been in a long time. 

'I wore this in my wedding to your father' she said as she fastened a dazzling diadem onto Ginny's veil.

'Oh, mum. It's beautiful.' Ginny gasped. Her and her mother cried and hugged until Hermione came, joined in, then ushered Ginny out to the aisle.

The Burrow's yard had been transformed into a beautiful sight. Large trees with white leave provided shade over everyone. At the end of the aisle, the branches formed a perfect arch under which the love of her life was standing.

As Ginny came to Harry Potter, she knew everything would be alright. There would be a new tomorrow, a better one.