Hey everyone. Here is the start of a Trope fic that I'm interested in. This fic will be brought to you by both Marauder Map Madness and The Library (MC and Collection Goals) on Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. For Marauder Map Madness my prompts are 166. Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes: (character) Fred Weasley, and 167. Whiz Hard Books: (trope) Arranged Marriage. For The Library (MC and Collection Goals) my goal was to Start a Trope MC. I hope you all enjoy the first chapter of The Arranged Marriage of Fred Weasley.
Fred Weasley can still hear his mother's voice when she told him that he had an arranged marriage. It had hit him like a ton bricks being slammed into his stomach. Apparently the whole family had had arranged marriages since Bill proposed to Fleur after Harry and Ron's sixth year. He wished his parents would have told him about it though so he didn't look like a fool when he had to cancel his date with Angelina later so her could plan his wedding to Hermione Granger.
Ron, who was currently glaring daggers at Fred and Hermione, was engaged to marry Luna Lovedgood. Fred couldn't see what the problem was. Luna was a nice girl after all and any guy would be lucky to marry her.
"What's going on here?" Bill asked as he Fleur walked into the Burrow.
"Mum and Dad are ruining everyone's lives," Ron growled out as he stormed from the room. He'd come around after everything settle down and the idea of an arranged marriage sank in.
""What's he going on about?"
"Apparently after you proposed to Fleur two years ago and I almost died during the War Mum and Dad decided they'd plan arranged marriages for us," Fred explained to Bill. "Not that we can't find matches on our own." He turned to Hermione. "No offense, of course."
Hermione nodded. She was probably as pleased about being engaged to him as he was about being engaged to her. She was more a straight laced person and probably couldn't handle someone like Fred. "None taken," she told him.
"When did you find out?" asked Fleur taking Hermione and Ginny's hands in her own. Fred could tell she felt bad for them most of all. It wasn't fair that she had gotten to choose her mate when these girls weren't being given that choice.
"After Fred told Mum about having a date with Angelina Johnson," Ginny informed. She was more happy than anyone else besides possibly George. The two of them were being paired with the people they chose. Ginny was engaged to Harry. "I'm fine with it. Harry even proposed to me properly with a ring and everything." She held out her hand to show Fleur her ring.
Fred felt like he'd been slapped across the face. Harry had gotten Ginny a ring to show that they were engaged and that seemed to make Ginny happy. Maybe Hermione wanted a ring, he thought as he watched Hermione's thoughtful face. He wondered what she was thinking about this situation. He knew that Hermione and Ron were quite close after all.
"I'm planning on getting Alicia a ring, too," George said. Fred was happy that his twin brother was getting to marry the girl he was dating. That seemed to be two out of the remaining Weasley children who got that consideration.
"I wonder who they found for Charlie?" Percy mused. "Has to be someone who loves animals. After all he's not going to give them up that easily. If anything he'd probably chose his work over a bride."
Fred laughed. "Aren't you much the same way, Perce?" he asked.
Before Percy could answer however George threw an arm around Fred's shoulder leading him away from the confrontation that was about to bubble over. "I was hoping that you'd come with me," George said with a smile at Fred. "Ring shopping that is."
Fred nodded. "Maybe I'll get Hermione a ring too," he murmured to himself. "Do you think she wants a ring? Hermione that is." He looked over his shoulder towards the girl his brother loved. The girl he, and not his brother Ron, was engaged to marry. He didn't know what she'd want in regards to their wedding or anything. But he'd try his best figure it out.
I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter of The Arranged Marriage of Fred Weasley.