Visited Upon the Son

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Visited Upon the Son

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Chapter 23. An Easter Wedding

Friday evening, when Draco arrived it was to chaos. The first thing he heard, when stepping

out of the fireplace was Molly yelling at the twins.

“Fred! George!” she screeched. “If you are not going to help with the preparations, then

leave! I will not have you ruin this day for your sister!”

Draco looked around the room and saw Fred and George hiding behind the sofa, stifling

laughter. He was just about to say something when Molly burst into the room. She looked

startled to see him standing there.

“Oh, Draco. When did you arrive?”

“Just now, Mrs. Weasley. How are you doing?” he asked her as he moved to block her view of

the twins.

“I’m fine dear. Did you see Fred or George in here when you stepped out of the Floo?”

Draco shook his head, making the decision to cover for the twins. “No ma’am, do you want me

to look for them?”

Molly shook her head. “That’s okay. I’ll find them.” She turned to leave and muttered

under her breath, “And when I do, I might just skin them alive.”

After she left, Draco turned to the twins. “Give me one good reason that I just lied to

your Mum.”

Both Fred and George stared at him in disbelief, and then turned to each other before

saying, “You’re invited to the bachelor party.”

Draco grinned. “Thanks.”

“And,” George said, “We humbly apologise for turning your hair pink, mate.”

“Let us show you to your room,” Fred said as he picked up Draco’s bags and snuck upstairs.

They were putting his bags in the attic when Draco said, “What did you do to make your Mum

so angry?”

The twins sported identical smirks. “Well,” Fred began. “First, we turned the wedding cake

black…”

“Temporary charm. It’ll wear off by tomorrow,” George interjected.

“Then, we turned all the bridesmaid dresses hot pink,” Fred continued.

“And Ginny’s wedding robes florescent orange,” George finished.

Draco felt his eyes open wide. “No wonder they want to kill you!”

The twins nodded. “Now, we make our escape,” they said as they grabbed Draco’s hands and

Apparteded away.

Meanwhile in Ginny’s room, Hermione and Molly were trying to comfort the girl. “Gin, you

know they wouldn’t have done something permanent,” Hermione pointed out. “They don’t want

to be on the receiving end of your Bat Bogey Hex.”

Molly nodded. “We can set this to rights. Why don’t you lay down for a bit while Mia and I

sort it out?”

Ginny nodded, wiping her eyes. “All right,” she said softly as she lay down upon the

bed.

Molly and Hermione left the room, both seething internally at the twin’s antics. “Will they

ever grow up?” Hermione hissed to Molly so that Ginny would not hear them.

Molly sighed, shaking her head. “I had hoped that their pranking was just a phase. I guess

I was wrong,” she replied. “Oh, Draco arrived and for tonight he’ll be in the attic. I

hope he doesn’t mind the ghoul.”

Hermione smiled. “Good, hopefully we can get his help trying to reverse the twins’ prank,”

she said then looked at the ceiling as the unmistakable sound of an Apparition rang through

the Burrow. Curious both she and Molly walked into the attic, unsurprised to see it empty

except for Draco’s bags lying on the bed.

Molly smiled fondly. “I saw him in the living room covering for the twins, so I guess they

decided to leave. Honestly, do they really think that I didn’t see them?”

Hermione looked at the older woman in surprise. “You saw them?”

Molly nodded. “Yes, Draco covered for them and against my better judgement, I allowed him

to do that in hopes they would stop playing pranks on him.”

Hermione felt tears welling up in her eyes. “Molly, you didn’t have to do that!” she

exclaimed as they made their way to the kitchen.

“No, I didn’t, but I wanted to. Now, let’s see if we can reverse these charms.”

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The following day dawned bright and early. Hermione got up with the sun, but let Ginny

sleep in since she knew that she needed her rest. When she went downstairs, she breathed a

sigh of relief when she saw that the cake and robes were back to their original state.

Sleepily, she went into the kitchen to see Molly preparing breakfast. “Good morning,

Molly,” she said softly.

Molly turned around. “Good morning, Mia. I was happy to see that everything was back to

normal this morning.”

Hermione nodded as Molly set some eggs on the table. “I’m letting Ginny sleep in a bit,

since yesterday was exhausting for her.”

Molly nodded. “That’s a good idea, dear. I think we should go and wake up Draco and the

twins so that they will get some sort of punishment for what they did.”

Hermione giggled in conspiracy, she had still been awake when they returned, obviously drunk

at three a.m. “I’ll get Draco up, and let you handle the twins. Do you have a Hangover

Potion?”

Molly smiled with a raised eyebrow. “I do, but they are not getting any of it,” she

replied. “That’s part of their punishment for what they did.”

Hermione nodded and quickly finished her breakfast. Once she had cleaned up, she made her

way to the attic and softly knocked on the door. When there was no response, she walked

into the pitch black room and grinned evilly. “Draco?” she said and when there was no

response, shook her head. She drew her wand and quickly had the room darkening charm taken

off of the windows. The windows faced east and were bright even to her eyes.

Draco groaned as the light hit his eyelids. Groggily, he reached for his wand without

opening his eyes, his head pounding. He’d lost track of how many Firewhiskey’s he’d had at

the party and had no clue to how he’d gotten into bed.

Hermione saw him reaching for his wand, Acciod it quickly and watched as he searched

unsuccessfully for it. When he made a move to pull the covers over his head, she quickly

charmed them away from him. “Draco,” she called in a singsong voice. “Time to get up!”

Draco groaned again. “Just five more minutes, Mum.”

She shook her head before walking to the bed and leaving over him to whisper in his ear,

“But I’m not your Mum.”

Draco groaned again, both the sound of her voice and the drummer that was trapped in his

skull. He slowly opened his eyes, squinting in the harsh sunlight. “Mia?” he asked as he

pulled her into his arms and closed his eyes.

Hermione grinned as she slipped out of his grasp with a raised eyebrow. “Get up. We’ve got

a lot to do.”

Draco opened his eyes again to see her Slytherin worthy smirk and noticed the sun was barely

up. “Why are we up so early? The wedding’s not until two!”

Hermione just smirked again. “Well, let’s see, we spent most of yesterday trying to undo

the charms that the twins put on the cake and robes, therefore we are behind. And since you

covered for the twins,” Draco looked startled, “then you get to help. Did you really think

that Molly didn’t know that you covered for them? Come on, Draco, she’s the one that raised

them!”

Draco groaned as he realised how right she was. “Fine, can I at least have a Hangover

Potion?”

Hermione shook her head. “No.”

“Please, Mia?” Draco pleaded. “I’ll do anything that you want.”

“Sorry, but this is Molly’s rule, not mine. And I’m not going to get on her bad side,”

Hermione said as she walked out of the room.

Draco sighed as he crawled out from underneath the covers, to get dressed, watching her walk

out of the room.

When she got back downstairs, she noticed the twins sitting sulking at the table. She

helped Molly finish breakfast for the rest of the house. By the time they were done, Draco

had sulked into the room and was sitting at the table, his head in his hands.

Molly grinned when she saw them. “All right, boys. Here’s the list of what I need you to

do today. First, you need to set up the archway in the garden, and then set up all the

chairs. This must be down by noon; that’s when the florist is going to be here. After you

finish that, I need you to degnome the garden. Then you will need to get dressed. Fred and

George, you will be acting as ushers to the guests arriving. Draco, I want you to help Mia

in anyway possible after you’ve finished degnoming the garden and have gotten dressed.”

The boys looked at Molly, amazement and resignation on their faces. Quickly, they nodded

and as soon as they finished eating, pulled themselves out of the kitchen before she could

come up with anything else for them to do.

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At one o’clock, Hermione had finally banished Draco outside. He was being so helpful, but

it was starting to get on her nerves, especially when he suggested that he help her dress.

So when Luna arrived, she was like a godsend. She shooed Draco out of the room and the

three women smirked at each other.

Ginny gave her a look. “You have him wrapped around your little finger, don’t you?”

Hermione just shrugged. “He’s just trying to be patient.”

Luna looked at them, her eyes mystical. “The sins of the past are visited on the son, but

the son shall overcome them. The road ahead is filled with obstacles, choose your battles

wisely.”

Hermione looked at her, surprised by her words. “Luna?”

Luna shook her head. “Some of those obstacles may be rumpled eared snorts, so you’d better

get the proper warding for them.”

Hermione and Ginny just shook their heads. Hermione quickly held up her red robes. “I’d

better get dressed, then I can help you with your hair and makeup, Ginny.”

The younger girl nodded and looked at Luna, who was already dressed in her golden robes,

which were the exact colour of her highlights. Luna smiled softly and said, “I’ll help you

into your robes, Ginny. You have that wonderful maternity glow that means you won’t need a

lot of cosmetic help.”

Ginny blushed, forgetting how observant the former Ravenclaw was. “Thanks,” she muttered,

her cheeks stained pink.

In only a few minutes, Hermione was back and brandishing her wand with confidence. A

confidence that Ginny had given her when she had finally taught Hermione how to tame her

wild hair.

“Okay, first order of business, your hair,” Hermione said. She muttered a few spells and

Ginny’s straight hair curled itself into ringlets that were pinned on her head. Luna took

over at that point, inserting baby’s breathe and red rosebud’s into the arrangement. When

she was done with that, she carefully applied Ginny’s makeup, all very natural except for

the red lipstick that she smoothed over her lips. “All done,” Luna said once she was

finished.

Ginny turned to look in the mirror and gasped at her reflection. She didn’t look like she

had makeup on at all; she felt gorgeous, a feeling she hadn’t had in a long time. “I’m

stunned,” she said as her eyes teared up. “Thank you.”

Hermione smiled, her own eyes watering as she pulled her friend into a hug. “You deserve

this and I hope that you are happy with Lee.” She sniffed a little. “Now, we have to stop

crying or the anti-run charms are going to wear off!” Hermione pulled back and quickly she

and Luna charmed the flowers into their hair. Luna had red roses and Hermione had baby’s

breath in their hair.

Ginny laughed as there was a knock on the door. Molly stuck her head in. “Everyone

dressed?” she asked, emotion choking her voice.

Luna, who was standing closest to the door, opened it for her and Molly and Arthur walked

in. Arthur looked at his daughter and swallowed hard. “Oh, Ginny, you look so beautiful.

I can’t believe that you are getting married.”

Ginny walked over to her father and gave him a hug. “Me neither, Dad,” she whispered,

feeling a bit of loss at the fact that Harry was not going to be waiting for her at the end

of the aisle.

Arthur drew back and stared his daughter in her eyes. “Are you happy with him?”

Ginny smiled softly. “I am. He may not be Harry, whom I will always love, but he does make

me happy,” she reassured him.

Arthur nodded, bringing himself back under control and offered his arm to Ginny. “Let’s

go.”

Molly sniffed and quickly went down the stairs to make sure that everyone was seated and

ready. Jamie and Lily stood patiently at the door; Molly had gotten them dressed. Lily was

wearing a gold dress that matched Luna’s whilst Jamie was wearing a handsome set of black

dress robes that matched the robes that Fred and George, Lee’s attendants, were wearing.

Molly looked at Hermione, who nodded that she had everything under control, before taking

her seat.

Standing at the end of the aisle were Lee and the twins. Hermione knelt in front of the

twins, Lily with her basket of red and white rose petals, Jamie holding the rings (which

were securely charmed to the pillow). “Now, I need you two to be very good for your Mum.

When I tell you, I want you too to walk down the aisle; Lily, you can scatter the rose

petals like we talked about. When you get to where your uncles are, you’ll see your Grandma

waiting for you. Sit next to them and don’t run around,” Hermione said firmly. Both the

twins’ heads nodded in agreement.

Hermione stood and made a nod to Bill, who flicked his wand and the soft strains of Mozart

drifted across the garden. As the guests settled into their seats, Hermione gently pushed

on the backs of the children, who proceeded to walk solemnly down the aisle. Until they

were halfway done, then Lily decided to start skipping whilst throwing the rose petals on

the wedding guests instead of the aisle and then decided to begin to pull her brother

towards Molly. Jamie began to protest this and firmly planted his feet, causing both

children to fall and begin to cry.

Next to the archway, Fred and George were doing nothing to conceal their laughter as Molly

shook her head and went to collect her grandchildren.

Ginny just nodded in exasperation at the antics of her children. She leaned over to

Hermione and Luna and whispered, “I’m surprised that they made it down half the aisle.

They’re going to outdo Fred and George with their antics, I swear.”

Luna just smiled sweetly as she picked up her bouquet of anthuriums and baby’s breath. She

calmly stepped down the aisle, it sync with the music, like nothing had happened. Hermione

waited patiently for Luna to make it three fourths of the way down the aisle, before

grabbing her bouquet of baby’s breath and gold carnations and beginning her steps.

When she was halfway down the aisle, she saw Draco turn around and look at her, his eyes

showing surprise and desire at the dress she was wearing. She smiled a quick smile at him

as she took her place. She turned to look towards Ginny and made a slight nod. Bill

flicked his wand again and Chopin began to play. Lee turned towards the back and his jaw

dropped at the sight of his fiancée. She looked stunning in the soft ivory of the robes,

holding a bouquet of calla lilies.

Hermione watched Molly dab her eyes with a lace handkerchief and felt her eyes drawn to

Draco as Ginny came to rest beside her. She stared at him, lost in his eyes throughout the

ceremony, barely hearing the words.

She was surprised when Ginny handed her bouquet to her to they could exchange rings. She

made herself pay attention to the ceremony as they slipped the simple gold bands onto each

other’s ring fingers.

Hermione looked at the minister, Professor McGonagall had been unavailable to perform the

ceremony for them, he had a smile on his face. “With the power invested to me by the

Ministry of Magic, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride.”

Lee grinned triumphantly and quickly did that, much to the delight of the younger crowd

bending Ginny over backwards to kiss her. Once, they were both standing upright, the

minister turned to the crowd. “May I present Mr. and Mrs. Lee Jordan!”

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AN: Okay, so as promised, here is the next chapter, back from my beta! I already

have chapter 24 back from my beta, so that will be posted on Thursday, as normal! I’m

working on 25 right now, so I hope that it will be ready by next week.

Kazfeist – You’re very welcome. Thank you for reviewing! (You were the only review for the

last chapter on this site.). I wish I could show you a picture, by I didn’t use one. I

just thought of it in my head! If I ever see a dress similar to the one that I’m picturing,

I’ll let you know.