An Unwanted Marriage, But An Unexpected Love

An Unwanted Marriage, But An Unexpected Love


The next morning Molly and Arthur Weasley entered the Burrow, to a sight that brought huge beaming smiles to both of their faces. The sight that met them was one of the only memories, which they would unknowingly look upon, during the up and coming months and the next couple of years to come, in order to just keep going and not give up the fight.

Hermione and Barty wrapped around each other. They had transfigured a chair into a couch big enough for the two of them to lie comfortably on, as long as they were close together. They were wrapped around each other.

Hermione was laying half on top of Barty, who was lying on his back, his legs stretched out along the transfigured couch. Hermione’s head was resting on his chest, with her arms wrapped tightly around his waist. His cheek was resting on top of her head.

Molly almost squealed in delight when she saw the ring on Hermione’s left ring finger. She and Arthur were delighted that Barty had finally made it official.

They looked so peaceful; the older Weasley’s hated to wake them. But it had to be done they all did after all have to make arrangements for the double ceremony.

Then the teens needed to get their books and other such requirements, ready for the new school year that was due to begin in two weeks time. They were taking more then one to get their things, meaning it would take longer.

Hermione and Barty weren’t the only ones who were sleeping and comfortably in their other halves arms. Content in their dreams or dreamless sleep, knowing the strains of the war had briefly faded into nothing.

Ron and Blaise were curled up on the floor in a blue sleeping bag Ron had conjured, seeing as both he and Blaise were allowed to do magic out of school, now that they had turned eighteen.

It was difficult to say or tell where one teen begun and the other ended, they were wrapped that tightly and snug around each other. It was clear to see that they were content even in sleep. If the soft smiles on their faces were anything to go by.

Molly and Arthur, Molly especially, melted at the sight. She and Arthur beamed in delight when they saw the diamond on Blaise’s finger, gleam in the early morning sun that shone throughout the kitchen window, and into the living room.

Harry and Ginny were lying near by in a black sleeping back Harry had conjured. They were cuddled together, both looked peaceful and innocent. Neither Molly nor Arthur had the heart to be angered by the sight of their youngest and only daughter wrapped around Harry Potter.

They saw it was innocent enough. Plus they had not seen Harry look so content and untroubled. He always looked strained when he was awake, no matter how he tried to hide that fact.

Tonks and Remus were lying curled together in a purple sleeping bag that Tonks had conjured near by. The night before had been the full moon, both Weasley’s were so glad Remus no longer had to transform during said full moon. Because of this, he looked so much healthier and content.

The final couple was Sirius and Sara-Jane. For once Sirius was not getting into anything underhanded. He looked almost innocent, whilst he slept.

Molly almost snorted at the thought of Sirius being innocent. Sirius Christian Black was anything but innocent; he was walking and talking and breathing mischief and chaos. Molly just hopped marriage and Sara-Jane’s influence would some how manage to slightly tame him.

Little did she know, Sara-Jane was almost as bad as her husband to be was, this meant there was little chance of Sirius being tamed in any shape or form. If anything, he had the potential to become worse, with Sara-Jane as Mrs. Black.

Arthur thought back to the year previously. Ginny had to be home schooled by Harry, Hermione, Sirius and Remus. Harry taught her sixth year defence against the dark arts. Hermione taught her Airthmancy and potions, while Sirius taught her transfiguration and Remus taught her Charms.

And as a favour, Neville had been coming to the Burrow twice a week to teach her sixth year level Herbolgy. Ginny had then taken her sixth year exams, arranged by Dumbledore, that summer. And much to her delight she had passed.

After the trios sixth year, when Voldemort had attacked Hogwarts, Hogwarts was damaged so badly, it took a full year to make repairs on the castle. So what was supposed to have been the trios seventh year and Ginny’s sixth year was spent making repairs so Hogwarts would once again be liveable for the students and members of staff.

So now the trio and Ginny were returning to Hogwarts along with Sara-Jane and Blaise to finish school together. Ginny would graduate with the others as a seventh year.

Molly called out in a sing song tone of voice “Rise and shine, time to greet a new day, you lazy children, we have much to do today. We need to go to Diagon ally to get your school supplies.”
She flicked her wand and opened all of the curtains, drenching the room with the blinding glow of the early morning sun.

Arthur added at everyone’s disgusted groans and yelps. “Come along now, not only do we have school supplies to buy, we also have a double ceremony to plan for.” He finished irritably “Honestly two weeks, what on earth was that pompous fool Fudge thinking? Two weeks it is a ridiculously short amount of time to plan a wedding, not just a wedding, but weddings.”

Molly added happily “Hermione and Sara-Jane need to go and choose and be fitted for their wedding gowns. They need to choose their maids of honour, bridesmaids. And we need to make arrangements for the food and the flowers.”

Arthur finished “And Barty and Sirius need to decide who is going to be their best man, and their groomsmen. And of course we’ll all need to be fitted for those muggle tuxes, seeing as both Hermione and Sara-Jane have muggle relatives.”

Sara-Jane moaned “Oh sweet Merlin and mother of god, this is going to be difficult. What if someone slips up, and ends up revealing any kind of magic in front of either mine or Hermione’s muggle Relatives, Hermione’s especially?

She added “She has muggles on both side of her family, hell her parents are muggles, while my dad is the muggle, and the muggle relatives are only on my dad’s side.”

She sat up and groaned. “This could be disastrous, damn bloody Fudge, that jackass. Someone needs to put that fat arse out of action. Why couldn’t have Mr. Weasley been minister?”

Hermione grinned and said “I honestly couldn’t have put it any better myself. Fudge, he has gone far too far this time around. If only Mr. Weasley could replace him.”

Barty finished “Unfortunately that is not likely to happen any time soon, no matter how better off the wizarding world would be. Fudge has been minister for over a decade. It is going to take more then this bloody law to chuck him out of office.”

Sirius nodded in agreement, and commented “He has far too much power at his disposal. He is fool hardy, and abuses that power. The ministry are far too blinded to hand the control over to a worthy candidate, whom won’t end up abusing the powers of minister of magic.”

Remus concluded “The man is a pompous racist. He looks down upon others, just because they aren’t of pureblood and a rich up bringing. He discriminates magical creatures and others, who do not see fit to bend to his every whim.”

Harry scowled “He is weak and scared of his own shadow. He is incapable of serving as minister” he added “I can’t help but feel he is answering to someone who is more powerful then himself. He is being influenced and taking orders from someone else, someone who does not have the well fare of the wizarding world as their main and number one priority.”

Ginny said “For example Fudge refused to believe Voldemort had returned, and branded Harry as someone whom was mentally disturbed and seeking attention.” A few people like Molly and Tonks shivered at the sound of Voldemort’s name being said out loud and so bluntly.

Ron nodded and said “Yeah, and he even claimed professor Dumbledore was senile and wanting to take over the ministry. That’s got to be the worst and most ridiculous thing I have ever heard, it’s laughable actually.”

He added “We all know he’ll never quit being headmaster. He loves Hogwarts far too much to do it willingly. I swear the only way Hogwarts will get a new headmaster or mistress, is if Dumbledore croaks it. Pardon my expression.”

Tonks snorted in disgust “I bet Fudge even has the dark mark. I wouldn’t put it past him in any case. Like think about it, he refused point blank to admit Voldemort had returned, and was on the rampage again. And that pompous ass what at the ministry that night Voldie revealed himself.”

There was a lingering silence, as everyone realised she had a valid point. Everyone was overcome with revulsion. If only they somehow could prove said theory was in fact correct, or held any semblance of validity.