The next morning was Irena's wedding day; she was in Fred's arms. She quietly moved and got her shirt from the floor. "Stay here a little longer," Fred said, half-asleep, feeling her move away. After she had the shirt on, she lay back on the bed next to him, "Im not going anywhere," she said, kissing his forehead. Still, with his eyes closed, Fred smiled as Irena kissed his forehead.

Sometime after there was a knock on the door. Fred got his wand, and just with a quick motion, the door was unlocked. "I need to borrow Alek," George said, walking to where Alek was in his crib, barely waking up. "Hey Alek, it's uncle Georgie," he said, picking him up. "Why are you taking my son," Fred asked as George was carrying Alek getting near the door. "Alek is going to be my little helper today," George said with a smile, looking at his nephew, who was resting his head on his chest, still a bit sleepy.

"Make sure you feed him," Irena told him. "I will dont worry," George said, walking out of the door. Before George fully closed the door, Irena heard him say, "remind me to feed you." She looked at Fred "did you hear that; should we be worried," she asked her future husband. "No," Fred said, kissing her cheek and moving down to her jaw, and ending at her collarbone.

Irena smiled with every kiss "you know now that Alek is with George, we have more time to ourselves," Fred said, placing his hand under her shirt. "I will love that, but we have a big day ahead, and I want to shower," she said, giving him a quick kiss. She got out of the bed and looked for something to wear. "Can I join," Fred said, sitting on the edge of the bed. She blushed as she saw a naked Fred on the bed. That's a view she will never get used to.

With her clothes in hand, she walked to the door "what are you waiting for Frederick," she said with a smirk when she saw his face light up. He quickly put on his pants, almost tripping, and followed Irena out of the room. Both of them giggled as they made their way to the restroom, Fred with his hands on her hip.

After they both were done showering, they got out of the restroom and went downstairs to get breakfast, but before they were downstairs, they were stopped by George's screams "dont come down here. Stay in the room." "But we are hungry," Fred yelled back. "Ill take some toast to the room." "I dont want toast." The two brothers yelled back and forth for some good solid five minutes.

"Lets just go to the room," Irena said, pulling Fred up the stairs. "I want more than toast," Fred yelled before he went into the room. "Maybe we shouldn't have left George in charge."

Twenty minutes later, George went into the room with breakfast. "Finally, you are starving us here," Fred said, getting a plate and giving it to Irena first. "Im almost done, and we just have to wait for dad," George said, leaving the room needing to finish a few more things.

Irena and Fred were still in the room for what felt like forever, "I miss Alek," Irena said this was the first time she was apart from him this long. Since he was born, she had spent all her time with her son. "Me too, he hasnt called me dada in a few hours. Do you think he forgot what my name is," Fred asked, lying on the bed looking at the ceiling. "I dont think so," Irena told him.

Rue opened the door and walked in; Irena got off the bed, happy to see her. She walked up to her and hugged her, "Im so happy you're here." "I wouldn't miss your wedding day," Rue said with a smile. "Fred, you have to go," she told Fred, pushing him out of the room. "Go to Bill's room; George is waiting for you," she told him. Fred kissed Irena on the lips before he left out the door.

"I was able to find this dress last minute," Rue said, placing the dress on the bed. It was a pretty long simple white dress "try it on." There was a knock on the door; Rue walked to the room to open it. Irena smiled when she saw that it was Fleur. "Hows my future sister in law," Fleur said, hugging Irena. "Happy, excited, and a bit nervous," she said honestly. "Thats totally normal," she told her. "Lets see the dress on."

Irena had her dress on; she looked at herself in the mirror. The two other girls had smiles on their faces, "Irena, you look beautiful." "Let me do your hair and add a bit of makeup," Fleur told her.

Fleur was doing her hair; she placed a small hair accessory on her hair. Fleur was in front of Irena fixing a few hairpieces "perfect, now lets do your makeup," she said with a smile proud of what she did with Irena's hair. She added a bit of makeup, wanting to look natural "you look beautiful," Rue said once Fleur was done applying lipstick on Irena. "You think so," Irena said, looking at Rue and Fleur. "Yes, Fred will go crazy when he sees you."

"You will definitely give Alek a sibling soon," Rue said, making the girls laugh. "We actually have been talking about having another baby," Irena said, blushing, remembering last night and this morning in the shower. "Tell us more," Rue said, intrigued. "I dont know. I would love to have another baby, but Alek is turning one next month. It might be too soon."

"Its better when they have a small age gap they will be able to play with each other and have more things in common since they will be close in age," Rue told her. "Bill and I have also been thinking about having a baby soon, but we might wait until all of this passes," Fleur told them she wanted to have a child with Bill, but she was afraid of the war that was soon approaching. After Bill was attacked at Hogwarts, it made everything more real.

"That will be cute, both of you having babies a few months apart," Rue said. "And what about you and George? Any plans of marriage or babys any time soon." "Oh no, no, not us, we will be the fun uncle and aunt for a few years, I think." The three girls continued to talk and finished getting ready.

George knocked on the door, "We are going downstairs." "We will be there," Rue told him. "Are you ready," Rue said, looking at Irena. Irena smiled, "Im ready." "Lets go," Fleur said. Rue opened the door. The three girls went down the stairs.

As Irena took every step, her heart started to beat faster; she was going to marry Fred. She knew she wanted to spend the rest of her days with him and no one else. The love she has for him she has never felt with everyone else.

"Here, George told me to give you this," Rue said, handing Irena a small simple bouquet of daisies. Irena smiled and took the bouquet.

The wedding was going to take place in the living room. The sofa wasn't there anymore; instead, a few chairs were there. Molly was carrying Alek, who was wearing a small black dragonskin jacket. Alek smiled when he saw Irena walking.

Fred was in the front, his hands in front of him. He was moving back and forth until George tapped his shoulder, and he looked at Irena. He had the biggest smile when he saw her walking to him. Irena was beautiful for Fred it didnt matter what she was wearing but seeing her with the dress she looked like an angel.

Irena stopped in front of Fred "hi," she said quietly, looking at her future husband. "You look gorgeous," he told her, looking at her up and down with a smirk. "We are gathered here today to celebrate the union of two faithful souls," a small, tufty-haired wizard that had married Bill and Fleur said. George was standing beside Fred.

Rue was standing beside Irena, and she was holding her bouquet. Bill was sitting next to his father, and Fleur was next to him.

"Do you, Fred Weasley, take Irena Becksky?" Fred looked at Irena and smiled at her "yes... I do," he said with a small chuckle. "Do you, Irena Becksky, take Fred Weasley?" "I do" she couldnt look away from Fred; the way that he was looking at her made her blush; it felt like her stomach was full of butterflies.

"Then I declare you bonded for life. You may kiss the bride." "You dont have to tell me twice," Fred said and placed his hand on her cheek. "I love you, Irena" their lips connected just the way they have been. The two of them smiled as they kissed.

The Weasleys and Rue clapped and cheered at the newly wedded couple.

They broke the kiss, their foreheads touching, "I love you, Fred."