Disclaimer: All HP book characters are JK Rowling's.
The Little Potter II
By Writer007
As long as winds blow and birds sing
As long as love remains within your memory
Think of me
Chapter 1- For Whom the Bell Tolls
The sun was shining faintly on the small, almost lopsided little Burrow. Chickens were pecking around the front yard, and a dizzy owl had fainted near the back door. The temperature was slowly warming. The little gnomes were sleeping comfortably inside their holes. Inside, half of the red haired family that had been living in this little burrow had just woken up.
"Billy!" Mrs. Weasley called, bustling around the Burrow. "Billy!"
Ron, Fred, and George, whom were eating breakfast, sniggered.
Bill Weasley came downstairs in brand new dress robes. "Mum, I wish you would stop calling me Billy---"
"Close your mouth." Mrs. Weasley said and gave his nose a tap with her wand and then smoothed down his hair a little. "Oh Billy! I can't believe this day has arrived!" She gave her six-foot son a tight hug and then heard the whoosh of the fireplace. "Oh! Harry's arrived!"
She then bustled over to the fireplace.
Bill walked over to the table and got some toast, eggs, pancakes, sausage and juice,
"Ah, Billy, your day as finally come! We are so proud of you." Fred and George said in a voice that sounded highly like Mrs. Weasley. "Of course, we're not going to kiss you or anything, but we can fuss with your hair if you like."
"No thanks." Bill answered, smiling.
They handed their older brother a box.
Bill gave an amused smile as he received the box. "What's this?"
"A box." Fred answered, helping himself to more sausage.
"You have to open it to find out, Bill." George said.
As Bill opened the box, a huge raspberry blew at him. He stared down at Fred and George's happy grins waving up to him on a piece of green paper.
"Gift certificate to Weasleys' Wizarding Wheezes!" Fred said and gave a happy sigh.
"Years of work…" George stated.
"Toil…"
"Sweat…"
"Endless research and experiments…"
"Studying…" (Bill snorted.)
"And finally, our very own joke shop!"
Harry Potter stepped into the Weasleys' kitchen, following by Mrs. Weasley.
"Wotcher, Bill." Harry greeted. "Congratulations."
"Thanks Harry." Bill said. "Glad you could make it."
"Harry Potter!" Fred said, pretending to knock over his glass in shock.
"It can't be, the famous Harry Potter?" George said, giving a huge gasp and then clutched his heart. "I think I'm going to have a heart attack!"
Fred hurried over and shook Harry's hand enthusiastically.
"Oh, shut up, you two." said Mrs. Weasley smiling. She brought Harry a plate filled with five slices of bacon, three eggs, and two pieces of toast. "Here you go, Harry dear, eat up."
"Oh, thanks Mrs. Weasley, you don't have to get my plate you know." Harry said.
"Oh, nonsense. You've just flooed here." Mrs. Weasley said, trying to flatten Harry's hair.
"Yeah, that must've been exhausting." said Fred.
The fireplace gave another whoosh and soon, Charlie Weasley came to the now cramped Weasley kitchen.
"Hey, Bro!" Charlie said, patting Bill on the back. "Congratulations!"
Bill grinned. "Thanks. Glad you could make it."
"I wouldn't miss this for the world!" Charlie said, reaching over to kiss his mother on the cheek. "Got a little something for you."
He pulled over a pair of new dragon hide boots.
Bill's eyes lit up. "Thanks, Charlie! These must've cost a fortune! You really shouldn't have…"
"Ah, all those times that those dragons burned you when you came to visit me at Romania." Charlie grinned. "Thought I could make you appreciate them a little more."
"So, where's Ron?" Harry asked, looking around for his best friend.
"Oh, he went to show Hermione around our yard, but that was hours ago." Bill said, smiling.
"Only one hour ago," a familiar voice replied. Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger walked into the crowded Weasley kitchen from the backyard. Bill turned and gave Harry a very obvious wink. Ron looked tanned and his freckles were more predominant than ever. He was tall and wore an orange t-shirt supporting his favorite Quiddich team. Hermione on the other hand, wore a very professional looking robe ironed to the crisp.
"Harry!" Hermione said, she hurried over and hugged him. "I haven't seen you in ages!"
"Auror training takes up most of my time," said Harry apologetically. "I see you've gotten a job at the Ministry."
"International Magical Trading Standards." Hermione said nodding. "It gives me a chance to floo over to so many countries! I've been to France three times already! I'm so glad to see you Harry."
"Yeah, I was thinking about breaking into your training to see if you were okay." Ron said.
Harry grinned.
"Who's your main trainer?"
"Moody." Harry answered and Ron laughed his head off.
In truth, Harry busied himself because he wanted to forget a lot of things. He wanted to forget the two deaths that he had witnessed; he wanted to forget the loss of his Godfather. He wanted the pain to ebb away. No one knew he was still grieving after two years. But this was Bill's day; he wanted to be happy.
"Hurry up, you lot." Mrs. Weasley said. "We have to be over to Fleur's house in a little while."
The front door opened then and a balding man in his early fifties came inside with his red haired daughter.
"Arthur!" Mrs. Weasley said, running to the door.
Mr. Weasley came home with Ginny Weasley, and Mrs. Weasley went to hug them both.
"Hello, Molly." Mr. Weasley greeted, kissing her cheek.
"Come on, you two, come eat." Mrs. Weasley said, her eyes sparkling.
"How was your trip to dad's office?" Bill asked Ginny.
"Interesting." Ginny answered. Her eyes lingered over to the food on the table and her mouth watered.
"All my children have graduated!" Mrs. Weasley said, sniffing loudly. "Now the house will be all empty…"
"You call this empty?" Charlie asked, laughing.
"Hello, everyone." Ginny greeted, taking a plate of breakfast from her mother.
"Harry! Hermione!" Mr. Weasley said. "How nice to see you at the Burrow again!"
"You too, Mr. Weasley. Got a present for you, Bill." Harry said smiling. "I asked Colin to take pictures at your wedding. Bet you haven't thought of a photographer, huh?"
Bill turned to Harry and slapped his own forehead. "That's right! I didn't even think of that! Thanks Harry!"
"We got you something else, too." Harry said, grinning at Ron and Hermione. "But you won't be opening it until later, when we are far, far away."
Bill raised his eyebrows.
"Don't worry," said Hermione smiling while Ron snorted into his milk. "It's not a prank."
"Come on, everyone. Go get into your dress robes!" Mrs. Weasley said, clearing up Fred and George's plates as they Apparated upstairs to change.
"The first Weasley brother to get married!" Charlie said, grinning at his brother.
There was a sudden loud screech from the other room and then Crookshanks came scurrying over, knocking over a bunch of plates.
"Oh!" Hermione said. She grabbed Crookshanks around the middle and carried him over to his cage. "I'm sorry! Reparo" she said, and all the plates magically reassembled themselves.
"Never mind that, Hermione." Mrs. Weasley said. "It's about time this house had some noise."
After a few more minutes, the plates were clean, and everyone went to change.
Fred and George went to floo first.
"The Delacour Manor!" they yelled and disappeared into the green flames.
"Oh, we are running late, we're going to be late!" Molly said worriedly. "Billy! You can't be late for your own wedding!"
"Coming, mom!" Bill's voice came from upstairs.
"Ready!" Charlie and Ginny came downstairs.
"Oh Ginny! You look absolutely lovely!" Mrs. Weasley said, smoothing down Ginny's dress. "And Charlie! I can't wait to see you married! You in that best man robe!"
Charlie's face turned slightly pink at this comment, but said coolly, "Don't have time to get married when you're training dragons."
They stepped into the flames. "The Delacour Manor!"
A few minutes later, Harry came down in emerald green robes.
"Oh, you look so handsome, dear." Mrs. Weasley said, patting his hair down.
"Thanks, Mrs. Weasley. See you!" Harry said and stepped into the flames. "The Delacour Manor!"
"ARTHUR WILLIAM WEASLEY!" Mrs. Weasley's voice roared upstairs. "YOU HAVE BETTER GET DOWNSTAIRS BEFORE RON AND HERMIONE DOES!"
There were steps down the stairs that started heading toward the fireplace, but at this, Hermione and Ron stepped away and waited in the kitchen for Bill to come down.
Finally, Bill Weasley emerged downstairs.
"Bill, thank goodness---" Mrs. Weasley said.
She gave Bill a kiss on the cheek. "Congratulations, Bill."
"See you, mum, dad." Bill said and got into the flames. "The Delacour Manor!"
Ron and Hermione came into the room right after Bill left.
"Hurry up, you two." Said Mrs. Weasley. She took a pinch of the floo powder and threw it into the flames.
Ron and Hermione stepped in. "The Delacroix—" Ron began.
"It's not Delacroix, it's Delacour!" Hermione interrupted, but they went whoosh and disappeared.
"Oh dear," Mrs. Weasley said stepped forward and looking at the flames.
"They'll find their way." Arthur said gently. "Come on, dear."
They stepped in the huge fireplace and held hands.
"The Delacour Manor!" Arthur said loudly and with a whoosh, he and Molly started for the wedding ceremony.
The grass was cool and fragrant, the tulips were arranged in a variety of colors and the long white benches were assembled to face the altar.
Mrs. Delacour's two house elves were busy fixing the food for the reception in the large, spacey kitchen. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley stepped out of the marble stone fireplace and looked around.
"Mum! Dad!" Charlie's voice came. "We're outside!"
Molly and Arthur smiled and stepped to join their children.
"Are Ron and Hermione here?" Molly asked worriedly.
"No, not yet." Harry answered. He was drinking a butterbeer, and although he didn't notice it, was being stared at by two giggling ladies several feet away.
"Oh dear." Molly said. "They didn't say the name properly."
Fred and George gave a laugh. "I'm sure they'll come in time."
"Where's Bill?" Arthur asked.
"Mrs. Delacour gave him a room upstairs so he could prepare. She's helping Fleur." Charlie answered with a rather gazed look. "She's so beautiful."
"So…is, is Percy coming?" Molly asked quietly.
"We don't know." Charlie answered in a low voice. There was an uncomfortable silence.
"Oh." Mrs. Weasley answered, then patting her robes a little, cleared her throat. "Well, I'm going to see how little Billy is doing."
"I'll come with you." Arthur said.
"Percy is still angry?" Harry asked Charlie, surprised.
"Heh." Charlie gave an annoyed look. "Even after everything cleared up, he's too proud to admit we were right. Making a whole lot of gold, I tell you, thinks he's too good for the name Weasley."
"Ro-on!" a familiar voice said in the background.
"We only went a little bit out of the way!"
"Is 300 miles a little bit of the way?"
"Hey, at least we are back here!"
"What we would've done if I haven't had my emergency floo powder----"
"Hey, I found the fireplace!"
"Because we were in it, Ron!"
"Well excuse me for trying to do some good---"
"Thank goodness!" Hermione spotted Harry and the Weasley brothers. "You are all here!"
"Yeah, hello Hermione." Fred greeted.
"300 miles?" George asked Ron.
Ron scowled.
"Vill everyone please find a seat?" a French accent said, coming to the background.
Harry turned and saw one of the most beautiful women in the world. It was Fleur's mother.
"Ah! Ze Veasley family! Ve're glad vous could come!" Mrs. Delacour said, smiling. "Please, come sit." She pointed to the white benches.
All of the boys were stammering at the woman and clumsily following her to the benches.
"Ze ceremony vill start in jus' a moment." She said. "My daughter iz ready. She's quite beautiful, vous vill see. Charlie, plez come wiz me."
"Oh, yeah, yeah…" Charlie said absentmindedly.
At this, she turned to walk away and the four of the boys turned to watch her go.
Ginny Weasley came to the scene and sat down next to her brothers. "Fleur looks amazing!" she said breathlessly. "You should see her dress!"
"I'll say," said Fred, watching as Mrs. Delacour step into the house.
"Oh, the ceremony is starting!" said Ginny, as the music initiated.
Mr. Weasley hurried over and sat beside them. Colin's camera started flashing everywhere.
There was a moment's pause before violin music played. Then, slowly, couples starting down the aisle.
Mrs. Weasley walked with Bill. Bill looked slightly nervous.
The maid of honor was Gabrielle. All the men in the audience gaped at her and those married received a smack in the head from their wives' purse.
Charlie proudly walked down with her, almost tripping because he wasn't facing forward.
Then the bridesmaids and ushers came.
Then the little flower girl, sprinkling magic flowers that bloomed as they touched the ground.
Finally, Fleur and her uncle emerged and started down the aisle.
Down the aisle, Charlie gave a very audible gasp.
Bill poked him.
Harry, Fred, George, and Ron all turned speechless at Fleur's beauty. She was wearing a long, flowing, white gown with a veil that fell below her shoulders. She smiled at Bill and walked down the aisle of flowers.
When she arrived to Bill's side, the music ceased and her uncle kissed her cheek.
Half an hour later, the minister pronounced them husband and wife.
Bill and Fleur kissed and everyone stood to clap. There was such a loud applause that someone stepping outside of the Delacour mansion would've thought a cannon went off.
Colin pushed the Weasley family together around the groom and the bride.
"Say Cheese!" he said. "Your new daughter-in-law!"
"I can't wait to have grandchildren!" Molly exclaimed.
Bill's face turned bright red as the camera went flash.
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