Dressed in the white linen robes with yellow embroidered edges, crowns of white roses, tiger lilies, and delicate daisies upon their heads, the girls exited the Rookery and made their way towards the trees in the opposite way from the Burrow. In a semi-circle around a ring of stones, the guests waited for the arrival of the bride and her attendant. Harry gave the girls a small wave as they passed him.  Graham grinned foolishly, his face transfigured as joy radiated off of him at the sight of Luna. His brother looked uncomfortable like he was rethinking his offer of nudity. The officiant nodded to them as Luna and Hermione reached the edges. "Do all consent to be here in their prescribed roles?"