Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter... And after writing this, that may be a good thing.
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The honeymoon
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Voldemort and Lucius were buried together, as requested in one of their wills. Voldemort's real name is written on the tomb with his alter-ego underneath in brackets. Lightning bolts hit the tomb every three seconds and their grave will soon fall into the sea; five kilometres away...
Bill and Fleur, who were mentioned in one chapter are married with no children yet and don't have any closets. They do, however, have a whip in their room...
Moaning Myrtle and Peeves somehow managed to get married and are now off on their honeymoon, annoying and complaining to people worldwide...
Molly and Arthur are still married. And it will stay that way unless Arthur has a death wish...
It is believed that Albus Dumbledore is still eating at the buffet to this day. Volde-mart is suffering because of it, and still has yet to find a counter-curse for the refilling spell Albus put on his plate...
Hermione and Snape were married soon after Draco and Ginny's wedding and lived in a closet with a lot of closets inside of it. You don't want to know how many...
Harry and Ron are still together, despite protesting from Harry. Ron still refuses to go to Hermione's closet-house...
Draco and Ginny lived happily ever after in the Manor with twelve closets, and somehow they had the same amount of children...
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Well... It didn't quite end just like that...
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"The honeymoon was great!" Hermione gushed to Ginny, her eyes bright with longing.
"Your eyes are bright! Quit with the longing already!" Ginny cried, shielding her eyes.
"Sorry, I can't seem to help it. Severus is such a wonderful lover," Hermione said, her eyes shining a bit brighter than before.
"I don't want to hear that! He's still a greasy git," Ron cried, appearing from nowhere.
Ginny muttered, transfigured a random ball into a pair of sunglasses, shoved them onto Hermione's face, and pulled her brother out of the ceiling.
"You are not supposed to be here, go home to Harry!"
Ron disappeared with a loud high-pitched squeal of indignation.
"And I don't want to hear about Snape either; that's just creepy," Ginny said to Hermione.
Hermione didn't seem to hear, and was busy with her eyes bright behind the sunglasses.
"Is my wife in here?" Severus called, popping his head into the closet door. "Ah, there you are, dear!"
"How did you know she was in here?" Ginny asked, frowning.
There were a million closets in this place and it was hard enough finding the one with the toilet, let alone trying to find one with a person inside of it!
"I could see her eyes shining brightly under the door," Snape replied, smirking. "Would you mind leaving now? My wife and I still have some time to catch up on from our honeymoon."
"Okay, I'm not even going to bother asking how that works," Ginny muttered.
She disappeared and re-appeared in Malfoy Manor.
"Weren't you going to Snape's house, Gin?" Draco asked, seeing her on the ceiling.
"Yes. But apparently, they still haven't had enough sex," Ginny replied, flapping her arms to get down from the ceiling.
Draco shuddered at the thought, and looked a little green as well. He took Ginny's hand and pulled her down from the ceiling.
Must be a Weasley-thing to get stuck on the ceiling like that, he thought, remembering how Ron had done that some paragraphs ago.
"I can hear what you're thinking," Ginny said, glaring at him.
I love you, sweetheart... Draco thought quickly, smiling guiltily.
"I refuse to think that again. I do not call anyone sweetheart! And I do not smile guiltily!" Draco said, yelling at the author.
Fine...
"I can hear what you're thinking," Ginny said, glaring at him.
"No, you can't," Draco said, rolling his eyes.
Better now?
Yes, much better, Draco thought, smirking.
Stereotypical rich boy...
"I heard that!" Draco yelled.
"Heard what? Why are you yelling at the ceiling?" Ginny asked, frowning at him.
"No reason, sweetheart," Draco said, his teeth gritted.
"All right," she replied, shaking her head.
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End of the first chapter.
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