An Unwanted Marriage, But An Unexpected Love

An Unwanted Marriage, But An Unexpected Love


Jack and Ryan came and collected their daughters to take them down to the great hall for the ceremony. They would be giving away their only daughters in just over fifteen minutes time.

Ryan Delaney smiled at his daughter lovingly. He could not have been more proud if he had tried. His baby girl was all grown up and ready to marry.

But he still felt sadness, sadness because she was no longer a little girl. He felt like he was going to lose her, lose her no matter how she tried to convince him otherwise.

Sadness and anger because she was being forced to marry, and all because of a discriminative law, all because she was not a pure blooded witch like her mother was, and all because he was a muggle.

He was just thankful that Sirius was a decent man, whom he surprisingly approved of, regardless of the large age gap separating him and his daughter.

Jack on the other hand looked at his daughter in awe. His love and adoration for his only daughter was evident in his expression. Both Ryan and Sara-Jane could see this as clear as day.

He too like Ryan, felt a lingering sadness over the fact he was about to give his baby girl away to another man, another man who was twenty years older, old enough to be her father.

Regardless of that, he liked Barty and found him to be a pleasant and good looking young man, and hilarious beyond reason. The man had a sense of humour that had Jack doubled over, and that he greatly approved of.

He knew Barty would take care of and respect his daughter. He was a grown man, who had already experienced life. He had lived his life, was mature, and knew how to treat a woman with respect, unlike an inexperienced and fumbling teenage boy.

Hermione took a deep breath, as she shared a nervous but also excited smile with Sara-Jane, who looked about ready to climb the walls with uncontained nerves.

Her knuckles were white from the grip she had on her father’s arm, who winced as the circulation begun to become rather lax in his arm. He shot his daughter a look; causing her to instantly loosen her drip, and to smile rather sheepishly.

Hermione snorted shook her head in amusement. Sara-Jane mocked glared and said “Ok, go head and laugh, get it out of your system, Granger. But I sure as hell don’t see you looking any better.”

Hermione did start laughing then, unknowing everyone in the great hall could hear her. “Oh please you’ve got to be kidding me. At least my father still has circulation running throughout his arm, where I haven’t squeezed him to death.”

Sara-Jane opened her mouth to retort, but was cut off by Hermione, who smirked and commented dryly “And don’t bother saying I don’t know what you are going through.” She snorted and added “Because I assure you I do. My own hubby to be is on the other side of that door, standing right beside your own, I’m willing to wager.”

Sara-Jane sighed in defeat and commented “Fine. I admit it. I’m on the verge of pissing my pants with nerves. I’m about to marry a man much older then me, with more experience at life then I can even begin to grasp.” She hissed, as she added “Are you quite satisfied?”

Hermione replied dryly “Ecstatic.” She added in a more subdued tone. “But I do understand where your coming from, and what your feeling.” She continued “I’m to marry a man who has made his name and fortune, which has nothing to do with his family being an old and well connected line. But in fact what he has chosen as a career.”

She went on after a pause “Even with all my knowledge from books, I still feel inferior to Barty. He’s a success, good enough to make his own fortune outside of his family. He has even managed to remain successful, regardless of his past.”

She concluded “As for me, I’m not even graduated from school for another year yet. So what on earth do you suppose I have to offer him, accept for my know-it-all nature?”

Sara-Jane audibly gasped and said “I swear, I’m gonna wring your neck, until you see stars and fairies. If anyone should be feeling inferior, then it’s me and the others. Christ Hermione, you’re the most intelligent and gifted student of our generation, literately.”

She concluded “And has for you not having anything worth offering Barty, well, something tells me he will highly protest such a notion. You honestly have no idea what you’re going to give him, have you?”

Hermione frowned and asked “What do you mean?” She and Sara-Jane were so immersed in their conversation, they had forgotten entirely that their fathers were watching and listening to them intently. And the great hall was full of family and relatives listening.

“You’re his match in everyway possible. You are both extremely intelligent and sharp individually, but together, you’re both awe inspiring. And you’re eventually going to share the same profession. And you never know, you could turn it into a family business” she told the other girl.”

She concluded “And finally, you’re both going to make such beautiful and unbelievably scarily intelligent children. But before you can have and do any of that, you’ve got marry him first. Now come on, let’s going and get ourselves shackled.”

Jack and Ryan exchanged looks, and shook their heads in disbelief, having never witnessed this side to their daughters up until now.

Ryan commented “Okay you two. I’m certain everyone is in place, and waiting for you two to make your entrance.” And as if right on cue, the wedding march began to play. The large doors to the great hall opened, to reveal Charlie and Bill Weasley on either side.

They were looking them in slight worry, as well as knowingly, as were most of the people in the hall. I few were eyeing both girls in worry. But those concerned looks soon changed to looks filled with awe, awe at the sight of the two brides in all of their beautiful and glowing glory.

Jack and Ryan proceeded to lead their daughters down the isle towards Barty and Sirius. They long side Harry, Remus and Albus, were standing at the other end of the hall, waiting.