Fanon: Harry Potter.
Author: Chelsea Leigh aka Rinnie10.
Disclaimer: It awfully sad to say but I do not own Mr. Potter or any other characters in thee series. If I did own them Mr. Thomas and Mr. Finnigan would be married to each other by now ;P They do, however, belong to Ms. Rowling.
Miss. De Mount, however, belongs to me as I created her.
Character/Pairing(s):Charles Fabian Weasley/Annabella De Mount.
Format: Three Shot.
Summary: A Battle, Deaths of Loved One, Winning & twenty years to realise; Charles and Annabella take so long to know...
-The Death of Annabella's Parents-
Annabella De Mount sat at the Gryffindor table. Her full attention upon her former Transfiguration and Head of House; Professor Minevra McGonagall. Lord Voldemort and his followers were going to attack Hogwarts that evening.
Mr. and Mrs. De Mount (Annabella's adoptive parents) worked for the Ministry until He Who Must Not Be Named had taken over. They had to resign and go into hiding. It was common knowledge that Mr. and Mrs. De Mount were Muggle borns. This had scared Anna; she truly did love them.
There was a tap upon Annabella's shoulder. She turned around to see Charles Weasley. The raven haired woman frowned, 'What do you want?'
The red head laughed; this girl always entertained him. 'You're in my group. It appears there could be Dark Creatures knocking about.'
Bella frowned once more, 'Dark Creatures? More Dragons?' Now that had her interested. Deatheaters was a no-go but in this war? Who knew what could happen?
Annabella was soon running through the corridors of Hogwarts beside Charles. There were no sign of Dark Creatures, but Deatheaters? There were a lot of!
Anna gripped her wand, 'I thought you said, "there could be Dark Creatures"? You lied to me!' The young woman pouted.
Charlie grinned innocently, 'Exactly. "Could be." I wasn't lying, please believe me!'
Before she could retort, two Deatheaters had appeared. Both had wands in their hand, trying to curse them. Green jets of light barely missed them as Annabella groaned her defensive head kicked in.
'This wasn't in the Job Description!' She complained.
'Ah! Well, it was in the "Battle Description!"' Charlie retorted throwing a stunning at them.
After a while, both Deatheaters were cornered and defenceless. Annabella and Charles held their wands as well as their enemies.
'Give us a reason why we shouldn't send you to Azaban?' Anna demanded.
They remained quiet; it drove her mad. 'Petrificus Totalus!' Both Deatheaters slumped to the ground unable to move a muscle.
Annabella sighed quietly as she turned away from the pair. There were other things playing on her mind.
'That was a bit nice. Even for you, Annabella,' Charlie followed her. 'I thought you would of hex of their balls or something!'
She merely shrugged and remained quiet.
The male grabbed her, not too roughly, and pulled her to face him. 'What is wrong with you?'
Anna avoided his eyes for a few seconds and then plucked up the courage to gaze into his deep, blue eyes. 'Look I-'
Charles cut her off with his lips. Annabella immediately melted into the kiss; not exactly caring what was happening. It felt passionate, perfect and real; not a kiss she had experienced before.
The red head pulled away and gasped for air. He looked deeply in her oceanic-blue eyes. 'I'm worried about my family too. Everyone is.'
She gazed at him; his face was red too. 'Well, there is that and then... There's Harry Potter,' she replied. It was nothing but the truth. Almost everyone was protecting the boy-wizard from the Dark Lord.
Charlie sighed, 'I suppose so. And according to my Mom, Harry has something important to do too.'
They both then froze as Lord Voldemort's voice echoed throughout the grounds. That bastard!
When he had finished, Charles grinned broadly. 'We're not giving him up without a fight!'
Annabella laughed, 'How ironic? We're doing that already!'
He frowned, 'Percy?'
Percy? She quickly followed his gaze and saw the other young male. He was taller than Charles and had his red hair was almost afro-like. The boy looked terribly miserable.
'Perc, what's wrong?' Charles offered quickly. Anna couldn't feel anything but sympathy as she watched both brothers.
Percy hesitated before shouting, 'It's Fred!'
Charlie and Bella exchanged heartfelt looks.
The older male frowned, 'Why? What's wron-'
His brother cut through; anger filling the younger adult. 'What's wrong with him? I'll tell you what's bloody wrong with him! He's bloody dead!' He collapsed to the floor, tearing up. 'Fred's dead!'
Charles clenched his fist and it connected with the nearest wall.
Annabella frowned. Why not cry like any normal person? There again, Charlie usually closed up these feelings.
Then, without reaslising, he had wrapped his arms around her tightly. His grip meant that he would let go.
Annabella then heard sobbing; he was crying...
Percy stood up, gazing at the woman. He hated to break this up but... 'Excuse me? Are you Ms. Annabella De Mount?'
Annabella gazed at Percy and blinked. 'I am. Why do you want to know?'
He breathed deeply; he hated to tell a lot of bad news. 'I saw... I saw Rod and Bellatrix LeStrange mur... Murder your... Your parents...'
She tilted her head slowly, 'what?' Her voice was unbelieveing.
Charles looked to his brother, 'Are you...'
'Sure?' His brother jumped to the bullet. 'Quite sure. I worked with them briefly...'
The older male hugged Annabella as she cried softly into his chest...
Some time later, they joined the crowds in the Great Hall. Annabella sat on the floor beside the pale, motionless bodies of her parents. Her eyes were too dry to shead another tear.
She gazed over at the Weasley family. The large was crowded around Fred's lifeless body. The boy's twin looked the worst. Annabella could feel their pain, but she didn't want the comfort right now.
They then heard the menacing voice of Voldemort. He had something dreadful to say. The Dark Lord had informed them that he had finally killed Harry Potter. He then instructed them to stand outside of the front doors.
Annabella, like everyone did, followed his demands.
Outside the front doors, they waited for their doomed fate. If that's what you could call it.
Charles slipped his hand into Annabella's (they were standing together). Whatever happened, he wanted to stay with her forever.
He saw the large frame of Hagrid carrying something in his arms. From the corner of his eye, he saw Anna clasped a hand over her mouth. Charlie knew why.
Laying motionless in the Half Giant's arms was Harry James Potter!
Placing a silencing charm over the crowd; Lord Voldemort began to air his plans. Plans that involved things that Charlie would refuse to discuss later in life.
He watched, amazed, as Neville Longbottom lunged forward (with Gryffindor's sword in hand) as pierced it through the snake that was with the Dark Lord.
The crowd then found their voices as they hurled varies insults at He Who Must Be Named. The Dark Lord tried to silence the crowd again but alias it did not work.
He looked down in frustration, only to realise that Potter's body had gone.
Gem: 'Wha? Is that all? I wanna know what else happens!'
Riff: 'Urr, Gem? This is a three shot. That means-'
Mikey: 'A three chapter story! Oooohhhh! I can not wait!'
Lance: 'What? Fred? Nooohhhhh!'
Rinnie10: 'Yea, it contains some spoilers from thee last book. I would read Ms. Rowling's book before reading this. It explains what Voldie is on about. So what do ya think so far?'