The rest of the year passed in a blink of an eye, after about 3 weeks of check-ups I was free from Madam Pomfrey. Even though NEWTS should have all our years’ attention, I couldn't help but start planning the wedding, there was no way I could concentrate on studying if I was day dreaming about my perfect wedding. Harry and I had an agreement that we would make at least one small piece of progress a day, and then continue with revision. We'd written a guest list, and I managed to get permission from McGonagall to use as many Hogwarts owls as I needed (as long as I left a couple for students) to send out invitations. We agreed a date and with Hogwarts holding host we thought it would fit in best with everyone if we had it the first weekend in August. That way Hogwarts was empty, and we could make use of the common rooms and dormitories to sleep any overnight guests.
Finally, 2 weeks before our Newts started we stopped all prep, and passed that on to mum so we could focus. Those two weeks went by and before we knew it we were in the great hall sat for our transfiguration theory paper. Nerves were running high and many were with Madam Pomfrey due to exam stress. In the afternoon we had practical. This set up was the same for all our exams, I felt confident throughout all practicals, but the theory papers may have let me down. Fingers crossed!
DADA was the last exam and everyone was quizzing Harry the night before and even the last minute before we entered the exam hall! Hermione was very disapproving and questioned as to why they hadn't learned it all previously. Finally, with a sigh of relief and having produced a very weak patronus for the last area of practical, we were finished. All we could do now was wait nervously until our results in August. The same week as my birthday in fact, hopefully it will be a nice gift.
Eventually we could go back to planning the wedding. It was an emotional moment leaving Hogwarts, so many memories and life changing moments happened within these grounds. And now it's all over, just like that.
Having a wedding to plan seemed to take our minds off the emotional moment however, and having apparated back to Grimmauld place, (yes I did pass my exam, meaning I don't have to attach myself to Harry anymore) we could plan last minute arrangements and ensure everything was in place. I was to go dress shopping with Hermione in Diagon Alley, whilst Ron and Harry go and have a whiskey.
Finally Hermione arrived at home and we headed off, we went into a new shop which had popped up since the war, it was very nice inside and had a variety of beautiful dresses. A single dress caught my eye as we walked in, and I knew that was the one for me. It was plain and simple, cream in colour, very elegant. I tried it on just as mum popped into the shop to see how we were doing. When I stepped out the changing room, mum welled up and began to cry, apparently it was an emotional moment. I smiled as I looked in the mirror, it fitted perfectly and hugged me in all the right places. I paid the shop keeper and bounced out of the shop, it all felt so real now, I couldn't wait!