All Roads Lead To You
I try to give myself away
To give into the chase
Night turns into day
I drive, drive into the moon
I pray for something new
No matter what I do
All roads lead to you
AN: So here is my sequel for With Every Bit Of Sunshine, There Will Be A Bit Of Rain. I know I said I was going to wait for a bit but I could not stop thinking of ideas for this and I decided to just write it! This is set roughly three months after WEBOSTWBAOR! Enjoy
Chapter One: A Surprise Wedding
It was the Easter holidays and for Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood and Hermione Granger it was their last holiday before they would spend their last term ever at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The term consisted of a lot of exams and in Ginny's case, a quidditch final. This was her last chance to prove that she was worthy to be on her favourite team, The Holyhead Harpies. The offer was already there for her to join when she finished school but she was not taking any chances.
For Luna, she was currently six months pregnant with Ginny's brother's, Charlie, baby and the idea of taking exams in the growing climate for the summer was her idea of hell. Hermione was with one of Ginny's other brother, Ron and unknown to her, she had begun to neglect him because of her studies and anyone who knew Hermione, knew she was perfecticst and studies always came first while her friends would balance them with everything else more easily.
It was the day after Easter Sunday and Ginny was watching Hermione studying under the orchard tree in her garden. Hermione had not moved in over three hours and Ginny knew it was time for her to have a break. Ginny had finished her studies for the day that morning. She sighed and moved over to her best friend.
Hermione looked up at her as she approached her. Hermione had brushy brown hair which had been tied in a ponytail in an attempt to make it tidy.
'Hello, Ginny. Whatever it is, can it wait?' she asked, annoyed as she flicked a page of her book.
'No, it can't, George wants us all in the kitchen, now!' Ginny replied, grabbing Hermione's arm and attempted to pull her up. Hermione rolled her eyes and stood up, closing her book and followed Ginny back to The Burrow, the Weasley residence.
'Excellent, thank you, Ginny, now I have you all here' George said, turning from the sink, clapping his hands together. He was her fourth oldest brother who had sadly lost his twin the previous year.
'What is so important you had to have all of us here, George?' Ginny asked, walking over to her fiancé, Harry Potter who smiled brightly at her and placed an arm around her.
'My wedding' George replied, with a huge smile. His family stared at him, wearing expressions of confusion.
'Your wedding? I did not even know you were dating' Charlie told him. Stood next to him was Luna, who was beginning to look very pregnant.
'Never mind that, who is she?' Ron asked, still looking confused but he always looked like that according to Ginny.
'Well, brother, you are in luck, you know her. You can come in now' George said, looking at the pantry and none other than Angelica Johnson walked in. Ginny and Harry shared looks of surprise.
'I thought she was Fred's girlfriend' Ron whispered to Ginny. Lucky only she and Harry heard him. She shot him a murderous look.
'He has a point though, love' Harry said quietly to Ginny who nodded.
'Oh Georgie! This is brilliant. When is the wedding?' Mrs Weasley squealed in excitement, rushing forward to him and Angelica to hug them.
'Yeah, it is tonight' George said, looking away, touching his neck awkwardly and putting an arm around Angelica.
'But… weddings take planning, George!' Mrs Weasley replied, in disapproval.
'I am not your only daughter who is getting married to your unofficial adopted son' he told her, pointing to Harry and Ginny who both laughed 'We don't need any of that. We just want you all to be there, no fancy stuff. I am pretty sure Ginny can organise a good party. Reckon you can do it in four hours, sis?'
'Of course' Ginny replied, pretending to be offended for him to think she would not be able to.
'Good because you are bridesmaid and Ron you are best man. No questions' George proclaimed, smiling. Ginny nodded. Ron looked shell-shocked. Mrs Weasley just looked shocked in general.
'Mum, think about it. Luna is giving birth in three months. Ginny and Harry are getting married in nine months. You don't need another stressful wedding on top that. This is what George wants. Besides, you can have more kittens about Ron and Charlie's weddings when they come around' Bill, the oldest Weasley child, said. George gave him a thankful look and they could all see Mrs Weasley thinking about this.
'Okay, you are right! Come on, where is this wedding anyways?' she asked, having coming around.
'My parents have organised it. They are friends with some muggles and one of them is a vicar' Angelica finally spoke, giving her future mother in law a smile. Mr Weasley suddenly become very excited over the prospect of meeting muggles. He had an obsession with them and the things they used.
ARLTY
'I thought Mum was going to pass out' Ginny said to Harry. They had apparated back to their flat in Holyhead as they did not have any of their best clothes at The Burrow.
'I know! Bill always knows how to talk her around though' Harry replied, as they looked through their wardrobes.
'Which one?' she asked, holding up two dresses. One was a deep emerald colour with no sleeves and was knee length whilst the other one was a high neck with no sleeves baby blue lace dress which was also knee length. George's instructions were that they could wear what they want but it was their choice if they wanted to look like crap on the wedding photos because he certainly wouldn't be.
'You know I think you look beautiful in either one' he replied, smiling at her. She rolled her eyes, hitting his arm.
'Not helpful, Potter. Okay, let me word that one better, which one you prefer take off later?' she questioned, raising an eyebrow.
'The blue one' he said, with a smile.
'Thank you. That was not hard was it?' she asked, before kissing him quickly.
'Should I wear a blue shirt to match you then?' he then asked her, his attention on his wardrobe.
'You have been around my mother for too long' she replied, laughing.
'Her wedding plans are actually pretty good!' he proclaimed but laughed.
'I know but I think you should wear white instead of blue. I would prefer to take a white shirt off then a blue one' she told him, a smirk forming on her lips.
'And the rest' he replied, taking a white shirt out of the wardrobe and a pair of jeans.
'We need to get back, I have this party to sort out' she then said, taking out a pair of strappy heels from her wardrobe.
ARLTY
'Ginny, you are teasing me now, stop it' Luna said, sadly as Ginny finished getting ready and looked down at her baby bump.
'Hey, stop that! You are going to be the hottest bridesmaid ever next January' Ginny told her, smiling.
'You are giving me six months to get back to what I was, that is not a long time, Ginny!' Luna replied, sighing.
'Hey, you are not the only who needs to lose weight for my wedding' Ginny sighed, looking at herself in the mirror.
'What? Where?' Hermione asked, surprised.
'I am 140 pounds currently. I just want to be 130 again that is all' Ginny replied, shrugging.
'And you look amazing for it. I would kill to look like you' Hermione proclaimed, sadly.
'And if you did, my brother would not want to have sex with you all the time' Hermione went quiet as Ginny said this, looking down.
'When was the last time you and Ron had sex, Hermione?' Luna asked, curious.
'Be very careful where you take this. I don't wanna know about the ins and outs of my brother's sex life' Ginny warned, wearing a disgusted look.
'Valentine's Day' Hermione replied, sadly. Ginny widened her eyes in shock.
'That is like two months ago' she said, still in shock.
'I have had homework and stud-'
'I have all of them! And also I am planning my wedding and I have Quidditch practice four times a week and I still manage to have it nearly every day!' Ginny cut across her, rolling her eyes.
'How are you not tired all the time?' Hermione asked, now it was her time to be shocked.
'That is beside the point. Okay, sex aside, when was the last time you spent some quality time with Ron?' Ginny replied, raising an eyebrow. Hermione went quiet, biting her lip.
'Please don't do say Valentine's Day. Mione, his birthday is March 1st, did you even do anything then?' Ginny sighed, in disbelief.
'I had my mock exams, you did too. He understands' Hermione replied, shrugging.
'No, you think he does. Right, okay, I can't believe this words are about to come out my mouth but promise me you will have sex with my brother tonight. It is a wedding, it is tradition to hook up at weddings. Luna is six months pregnant and I can almost put money on it that she will be doing it. I know relationships don't evolve around sex, I know go on about it like it is the best thing but that is just because I like it so much but I can go without it if ne-'
'Shut up. You could not last three days without sex, Ginny Weasley' Luna exclaimed, laughing.
'I can too!' Ginny proclaimed, raising an eyebrow.
'Okay, I bet you fifty gallons you cannot go without sex for a week' Luna told her, raising an eyebrow.
'Starting tomorrow?' Ginny asked, smiling nervously.
'My point exactly' Luna said, laughing.
'No, you are on, Luna Lovegood but you have do it too' Ginny said to her, a determited look on her face.
'Well that is going to be easy. I am pregnant. I have the perfect excuse. Starting today' Ginny nodded and turned back to Hermione.
'Anyways, back to what I saying, sex and love needs a balance and right now you don't have a balance. You are lucky you have my brother. Any other guy would have cleared off or cheated on you' Ginny told her and Hermione nodded.
'Like Harry is going to in a week's time' Luna said, jokily but Ginny shot her look either way.
ARLBY
'Crackin' party, Gin!' George said, drunk later on, as he danced with his new wife. Ginny did a little bow and laughed when she felt someone grab her hand and felt Harry pull her into him. George wasn't the only one who was drunk.
'Can we go to your treehouse? I wanna play a game and it doesn't involve any clothes' he told her quietly, pulling her closer to him.
'And you are drunk' she replied, pushing him away as she saw Luna out of the corner of her eye 'The only thing you need is a glass of water or seven'
She walked off, in regret and headed towards the sink where Luna was.
'You owe me, Lovegood' Ginny muttered, as she poured a glass of water.
'You know, nothing is stopping you. Well only fifty gallons. And you know, Hermione has just taken Ron upstairs' Ginny made an annoyed sound and headed back over to her fiancé.
'You seriously bringing me a water? Have you even had anything to drink?' Harry asked, narrowing his eyes.
'Oh sorry, I did not realise I was someone you supplied with lots of wine and then take me off and have sex with. If you want someone like that, there was a plenty of women on the street corner who can be your wife' she exclaimed, before walking off, leaving him confused but he followed her as she headed towards the small wood at the back of her house. She fell on one of her heels, snapping it. She groaned, taking off her shoes and carried on walking.
'Ginny! Wait, what was that about' Harry called after her. She paused. This is stupid she thought and turned around.
'I made a stupid bet with Luna and I need to prove her wrong' she told him, sighing.
'And why does this involve me?' he grabbed her, pushing her against one of the trees.
'She betted I could not go a week without sex' she told him, pushing him away as he had begun to kiss her neck.
'How much you gotta give her if you fail?' he asked, raising an eyebrow.
'Fifty gallons' she sighed
'Wow… She has no faith in you whatsoever. I could just give her that. I know you, I don't a depressed fiancé for a week when I know the one thing that will sort that' he replied
'The bet is not even three hours old!' she proclaimed, sighing.
'Okay, if you go a week, then okay. I can still kiss you yeah?' she nodded, smirking and kissed him, feeling herself being pushed against the tree. She could taste the firewhiskey on his lips and could not decide what was more addictive- the firewhiskey or him. His hands were buried in her hair, pulling her even closer to him, she felt herself being lifted, her feet were no longer on the ground –
'Harry?'
'Yes, love?'
'Screw the bet. Take my dress off'