Hi! This is my new story "Weddings of the Weasley Boys." I started writing this story not long after the seventh book came out. When I formulated all the new characters, the only information I had was what J.K. Rowling revealed in the epilogue. By the time she released other children's and spouses' names, I already had chosen my characters and I didn't want to part with them. So this story will definitely be off canon, but hopefully you like it anyway. The story is told separated by each Weasley's wedding. Each wedding story will have parts—the proposal, planning, the actual wedding. Each fanfiction chapter will be another part of the story.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. The credit belongs to the amazing J.K. Rowling
Weddings of the Weasley Boys
Love is a Funny Thing
Part 1
The kitchen door creaked slightly as George Weasley tried to slip into the Burrow quietly. At that early in the morning, he figured everyone else was still asleep. Seeing the figure working over the kitchen sink, he realized he was wrong. "Percy?" he stepped closer to the figure making sure he wasn't seeing things. Percy moved out in the beginning of the summer to a flat closer to the Ministry. Even though he resigned, once things started to be rebuilt he was rehired for a high position in the Department of International Magical Cooperation, where his name was never mistaken for Weatherby.
"Morning, George," Percy answered only turning around for a second before refocusing himself on whatever he was doing by the sink. "Did you get kicked out of your flat already?" George laughed pulling himself up a chair. "What you recite the house rules to the landlady when she broke them?" Percy offered a small laugh. George knew Percy didn't find his joke funny, but lately, he had been trying to be lenient with George's sense of humor. "No," he answered. "I came over to make breakfast. Everyone went to Diagon Alley yesterday to get Ginny and Hermione's school things and they were all worn out at dinner so I figured I'd stop over and fix breakfast. Hopefully dad will be home soon," he looked towards the clock. The hand displaying Mr. Weasley's face pointed to the "work" portion of the clock. Mr. Weasley worked for the Office for the Detection and Confiscation of Misused or Counterfeit Objects—a combination of the Office for the Detection and Confiscation of Counterfeit Defensive Spells and Protective Objects and the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office. Recently he had been working long hours. Many people who had bought ridiculous defensive objects or tried enchanting objects with defensive spells during the war were either trying to sell them or were dealing with the awful consequences of the improper magic. "He said they caught a man last week with 700 cursed sneak scopes and about 190 fake invisibility cloaks. They had to confiscate it all—loads of paperwork."
"I think mum and dad have forgiven Perce. You don't need to suck up this much," said George. Percy didn't laugh this time, but rather answered with a serious, "I really do." There was a silence for a moment, until Percy decided to ask why George had come over so early apologizing if he was expecting Mrs. Weasley's cooking. "I had some news and I wanted to get over here before the shop gets busy. Ron's not coming in today. He's got some auror work Kingsley wants him to do, so I'll be on my own."
"What about that Verity girl?"
"Oh, she left ages ago. It was just a summer job. She was a good worker though, always welcome back anytime she wants."
"Oh. So what did you come here to tell everyone?"
"Oh yeah," George stood up smile quickly forming on his face. "I'm getting married." Percy dropped the plate of sausage and the glasses of pumpkin juice right into the sink. The sausage was spared, but the juice was obviously gone. This time his full attention was on George. His first instinct was to hug him, though he wasn't sure that George wanted that. He hesitated and decided to shake his hand quickly. "Congratulations!" said Percy.
"Yeah, I can tell you're really excited," said George in reference to Percy's dropping the breakfast in the sink. "You need help with that?"
"No. No," Percy repaired the plate and scooped the sausage back on it. "I am happy for you. It's just surprising. It's so quick." The family had only known about George's girlfriend, Faye, since mid-July. Apparently she and George had been dating for awhile, but they kept it secret from everyone except Fred while all the chaos was going on during the war. She had even watched the shop on occasions when it was under surveillance. For a short time, Faye, wasn't even in England. She had gone to visit her cousins in America. "It's not really as quick as it seems," said George almost defensively.
"What was that noise?" a groggy Ginny stood at the middle of the stairs.
"Dropped the dishes," Percy answered beginning to set the table.
"Are you making breakfast?" Ginny guided herself down the rest of the steps.
"Yes." Percy began refilling glasses with pumpkin juice.
"George, why are you here?" Ginny rubbed her eyes as if she thought she might be dreaming.
"He's got some news," said Percy sending the glasses to the table with a wave of his wand.
"What?" asked Ginny. A worried look started to take over her face, "Is everything alright?"
"Yeah, great," George answered. "I'm getting married." Ginny's tiredness stopped her from reacting straight away, but when the news sunk it a broad smile broke out on her face. She leapt off her chair to hug him. "That's great! When?"
"Not sure yet. I just proposed last night?"
"Where?"
"At the shop."
"Oh how romantic," remarked Ginny sarcastically. "Does anyone else know?"
"They're about to," said George nodding towards Mrs. Weasley who was hurrying down the steps, followed by Hermione. Her eyes went to Percy first. "Making breakfast," Percy answered quickly tired of explaining his presence to everyone. "George has news." Mrs. Weasley turned to George with a curious look on her face. Before he could open his mouth, Ginny shared the news for him. "He proposed to Faye," she blurted out. "They're getting married!"
"Thanks, Gin," said George accepting his overwhelming hug and kiss from Mrs. Weasley. She was putting on a happy face, but even he could tell from when she processed the news that she was also surprised and maybe even a little worried. Hermione also stole a hug and kiss congratulating him. "And Percy's made breakfast!" Mrs. Weasley clapped her hands together happily. "I hope your dad's home soon to enjoy this. Ginny, go wake up Ron and Harry. Tell them to come down." Ginny ran up the stairs. Percy, you can sit, down dear. I'll finish up," she almost bumped Percy out of her way and took over the area by the sink. Two seconds later, the table was filled. "Ginny, where is your brother?" Mrs. Weasley placed her hands on her hips clearly annoyed by his absence.
"And Harry?" Hermione asked looking scarily like Mrs. Weasley. Ginny shrugged her shoulders.
"I woke them up, but I guess they just didn't get up." Hermione excused herself from the table to retrieve Ron and Harry. She opened their bedroom door to find them still sound asleep. Five seconds into the room, she tripped over Harry's Firebolt which had fallen on the floor. She knew the boys had been out late flying the night previous or their brooms would be locked away in the broom shed with the rest of the family's. She weaved her way through the stacks of books, piles of clothes, and other miscellaneous items cluttering the floor. Hermione was aware some of the mess belonged to Harry (Ever since the final battle, he had been living at the Burrow while helping to reestablish the new auror department and completing auror training. Although he was told he had proved himself far above what the training to could teach him harry opted to learned anyway saying, "Playing by the rules for a change might be good for me."), but she knew most of it belonged to Ron. She finally passed the floor obstacles and reached Ron's bed. "Ron, Ron" she shook his seemingly lifeless body. "Didn't you hear Ginny come in here? Come down stairs for breakfast. George and Percy are here. George, he's getting married!"
"Married," Ron yawned. "To who?"
"Faye, who else?"
"I don't know." He allowed his head to again sink back into the pillow. She smacked his cheek.
"Well aren't you going to come down stairs?"
"Are they getting married now?" he asked not even opening his eyes.
"No?" she crossed her arms confusedly.
"Well then, no. I'll be down later." Hermione would not take Ron's attitude. She harshly pinched his ear and pulled him up.
"Ow!" Ron threw his hand to throbbing ear. "Are you mental? I mean well obviously, but…" Hermione didn't stick around to hear Ron complaint. She was already by Harry's bedside telling him the news he obviously didn't hear either. However, unlike Ron, Harry sat up. Still half asleep he made a futile attempt to find his glasses. He continued the floundering hand movements on the bedside until Hermione grew impatient and grabbed them handing them to him.
"Thanks," he murmured placing them on his face. Ron was now standing by the doorway.
"Oi! How come I get my ear pinched, but you'll wait all day for him?" Hermione rolled her eyes. "Things are always going well with you two, aren't they?" Harry got out of bed. Hermione exited Ron's room leading the way down the stairs. Ron and Harry followed, Ron continuing to groan all the way down the steps. "Honestly, it's Ginny's and my last day before school and you wouldn't want to spend the day with us?" Hermione questioned on her way down the stairs. "You're the one that chose to back to school, even though you don't need to," Ron reminded her.
"Well we were going to," Harry replied, "But it's only 7:30 in the morning."
"7:30 in the morning!" Ron came to a dead stop on the stair case. Hermione took no notice to his actions and continued down the steps.
"Well isn't it nice of you to join us Ronald," Mrs. Weasley's arms re-crossed themselves. "Did you sleep well Harry dear?" Ron rolled his eyes. Mrs. Weasley never blamed Harry for anything, especially since he decided to become an auror. Ron was also entering auror training in the next few weeks. For the time being he was working at Weasley's Wizard Wheezes and helping Harry here and there under Kingsley Shacklebolt's orders. Even though it brought in more money than the whole family had ever had and Mrs. Weasley just decided to support George, she still insisted on Ron becoming an auror rather than go into business with George. Ron liked working at Weasleys Wizard Wheezes, but he never saw it as a long term job. It was George and Fred's business. It would never really be his. "Did you boys hear the news?" asked Mrs. Weasley finally sitting down to join everyone at the table.
"Yeah," Harry and Ron answered in unison.
"Congrats, George," Harry shook his hand.
"Y—ah. Ay's ate," stated Ron his mouth already full with sausage. Receiving a look from Hermione, he swallowed and repeated himself, "Yeah. Faye's great."
The family ate their dinner relatively quickly. Hermione still had some bags to pack and Ginny wanted Ron and Harry to help her practice Quidditch. "You're already captain," said Ron. "You don't have to worry about trying out. You chose the team. You run the tryouts."
"I know," said Ginny taking her last sip of pumpkin juice, "but I want to be the best one on the team. I don't want anyone to think I'm not qualified."
"I doubt that," Harry smiled at her. "You're the best one on the team."
"Thanks, but I'm sure Oliver Wood thought the same thing until some messy-haired little first year got a spot on the team," she rubbed Harry's hair affectionately.
"Well," George stood up from the table. "I should be heading back to the shop. Ron, will you be there tomorrow?"
"Yeah," Ron answered still eating.
"Bye Mum," George kissed Mrs. Weasley. "Perce, can I talk to you outside?" he almost whispered. A little confused, Percy cautiously got up from the table and followed him outside. They walked a few paces away from the house. "Look Percy, we think the weddings going to be around April so we really don't have much time to get things together. I always thought Fred was…" he stopped himself from finishing his sentence. He still wasn't always able to talk about Fred. He cleared his throat and continued, "I was wondering if you'll be my best man." Percy was so shocked her forgot to answer George. It was a few long minutes before he opened his mouth, "Yes, yes. Of course," he said so quickly he sounded like he was babbling. This time he hugged George, and to his surprise George reciprocated. "Lee will be fighting you for it so you might have to share the position. I'll let you hold the rings though."
"Thank you," said Percy.
"I think I'm supposed to be thanking you." George gave him another quick hug. "I guess I'll see you soon." He disapparated. Thinking of George's wedding led Percy to thoughts of Bill's wedding which he didn't attend. He had never forgiven himself for that. Not only did he miss one of the most important events in his brother's life, but also he wasn't there to fight with his family. He couldn't believe George had asked him to be best man. He figured Lee Jordon would take the spot. He had no clue George's reasons to choose him. He was sure of one thing—he was going to make sure George's wedding was the best he could make it. It couldn't make up for missing Bill's, but it was a step in the right direction.