As Hermione talked with Godric's portrait, Dobby and Winky moved all of her things into Harry's room. They were ecstatic about the addition to their family. Their master deserved all the happiness in the world. Dobby understood that whatever had been bothering Harry was now out of his system, and he released the seal on their quarters. He had sensed an urgency in his master and wanted to help.
Harry watched as Hermione talked with Godric, trying to plan what to do next. The first thing that needed to be done was to get married. He already had her agreement for that, and felt that it needed to be done sooner rather than later and in secrecy. Then she needed to see a healer to verify that she was indeed pregnant, not that Harry thought other wise, but he needed confirmation of it. That too needed to be done in secret. His first choice would have been Madam Pomphrey but she would tell McGonagall, who would tell Dumbledore. That he could not have. Also Voldemort could find out too soon. What they needed to do was get married, quietly, at the ministry, seal the documents, and visit St. Mungos to see a healer. With that in mind, Harry set about trying to figure out how to get out of Hogwarts without anyone's knowledge.
Dumbledore called another Order meeting on Saturday morning. Ginny Weasley had informed him last night that she had failed with the potion and in getting Harry under her 'spell'. He had issued a search of the castle. Harry was no where to be found and it was assumed that he had barricaded himself in his rooms. The problem being that no one could enter them. Although the people in the portrait would acknowledge the password, the snake would not and prevented them from entering. Only Harry could have set a different password and have it in Parseltongue.
To be on the safe side, however, Dumbledore asked the adults of the Order to search Hogsmeade, Diagon Alley, Knockturn Alley, Grimmauld Place, even though no had been able to enter it so far. As well as number four Privet Drive on the off chance that Harry had returned there. No found a single clue. A second search of the castle had revealed that Ms. Granger was no where to be found, along with all of her things. "If she's with Harry, there will be hell to pay. I can't afford to have them together. He's too powerful and she's too smart. Together they would be unstoppable. No I have to get control back" thought Dumbledore. "If I find that she's been with him this entire time, I will confine her and hold her somewhere Harry cannot find her. If she is with child then I will have the leverage that I need to have Harry do what ever I want. If it lasts too long I might even let her carry the child to term. He will do what ever it takes to keep his 'family' safe."
After a brief talk with Godric, while Hermione helped the elves put her things away, Harry finally got his fireplace connected to the floo network. Connected without connecting it to the school's network. Now he needed to convince Hermione to marry him that afternoon.
"You want to get married today?"
"Yeah."
"Harry, why the rush. I mean we don't even know if I am pregnant. I know I agreed to marry you, but I thought that I would have a little time to discuss things at least with my parents if nothing else."
Harry blushed slightly. He had forgotten about Hermione's parents. Of course she would want them there, but he felt an urgency about it. "I know that you want your parents there, sweetheart, but I have a feeling that we have to do this now. You know how my gut feelings tend to be right."
That was so true. How many times had Harry's gut feeling saved them all from certain death? If Harry's gut was telling them to get married now, then that is what they had to do. "Well, I guess I need to figure out a wedding dress?"
Harry came over and hugged her. "We'll have another wedding when this is all done. I wouldn't want to deprive your parents the privilege of giving you away", he whispered in her ear.
"Now that the boy has convinced you to marry him, I think I can help with your problem with the dress."
"How can you do that, sir?"
"I told you to call me Godric, child, and I believe that in the wooden chest, next to the family tapestry, you will find what you need."
Hermione went over to the chest that Godric had indicated. It was beautifully decorated with scroll work carved in a very intricate pattern. On the lid, in the center, was carved a tree, representing knowledge and life. Opening the chest, Hermione saw a cloth wrapped package, tied with a faded red ribbon. Undoing the ribbon, Hermione unwrapped the cloth and saw a beautiful white gown. Unfolding the dress, she looked at it closely. The gown was very medieval in style and had embroidered flowers, birds, and vines all over it. On the train of the gown was a replica of the tree that was on the chest. Holding it up to herself, Hermione saw that the gown would probably fit, without any alterations. Looking at Godric she asked the silent question.
"Yes, this was Rowena's wedding gown. She wore it when she married Stephen's father. When we sent Johanna to stay with Stephen, Rowena sent the gown as well. I think she knew that neither of us would survive to see our daughter marry. Johanna did wear it for her own wedding and brought it back here for safety. No one has worn it since. Rowena would be proud and humbled if you would wear it to your own wedding. You are marrying into the family after all."
"Godric, if you were standing in front of me, I would kiss and hug you right now."
The portrait blushed. Harry had no idea that they could do that. "I would probably let you. You do remind me of Rowena at times. Like you, her mind was always seeking knowledge. Now what are you doing talking to me? Go get ready for your wedding."
"Thank you, Godric."
"You're welcome, child. Now go!"
Hermione commandeered Harry's bedroom to get ready. Winky had the honor of helping her. They carried on quite a conversation while doing so. Dobby had been dispatched, with Harry's dress robes, to help him get ready. Neither male was allowed near the main bedroom, leaving Harry to get ready in Michael's room. Although Harry would love to have his son at his wedding, he knew that for the baby's own protection, that he needed to stay here with the elves. The less people knew about him, the safer he was.
An hour later, Hermione emerged from the bedroom wearing the dress under a dark green velvet cloak. She had wanted to surprise Harry with what she looked like in the dress and even had put the hood up, so that he couldn't see her hair or the flower wreath that Winky had made. Harry looked so handsome in his dress robes. His eyes were shining with happiness as her looked at her.
"Are you ready?"
"Yes."
Harry held out his hand and led her to the fireplace. Throwing some floo powder in he turned to her and said, "We need to go to Grimmauld Place first. I only connected this place to there as a safety precaution. We'll go to the ministry from there."
Hermione nodded and stepped into the fireplace, silently thanking Winky for the dirt repelling spell to keep herself and the dress clean. "Number Twelve Grimmauld place."
Once Hermione had disappeared Harry turned to the elves. "We'll be back in a couple of hours. Winky take care of Michael. Dobby you know what to do." He stepped into the fire and shouted, "Number Twelve Grimmauld Place".