"You know, I'm not sure," Hermione says, smiling as she runs her fingers lightly over the fabric of the dress. She's pretty sure that this is the one, and it just feels right in comparison to everything else she's tried. She can picture herself getting married in this, she can see it as something that complements her appearance, rather than overwhelming it. She grins to herself, chin dipping slightly as she tries to imagine how Ron might react.

"He's not actually much of a crier compared to me. I've been tearing up every step along the way. We're rather different that way. He tends to feel most of his anxiety before something happens, whereas I tend to get caught up in the moment," she muses. "I might cry even if he doesn't. Though I haven't managed to find a spell yet which would stop my makeup from running."