And then Ron and Cho were signing the marriage scroll in golden ink, and Cho's mother gave Cho her wand which she'd been holding for her, Cho having had no bridesmaids, and Cho affixed her magical mark by her signature, and Harry gave Ron his wand and Ron affixed his mark. It was Harry's turn next to sign his name as witness, and affix his mark with the simple little charm that confirmed his signature was genuine, and then Hermione bent over the little table, the quill unsteady in her trembling fingers and tears burning behind her eyes. Happiness for Ron and Cho, bubbling up and overflowing, and grief for herself and Draco, which she viciously shoved deep, deep down. She signed her name neatly, only the faintest tremor to the golden ink scrawl, and pressed her wand tip against her signature, felt the little burst of magic flow into the scroll.