DISCLAIMER: I only own Cecily and the plot. Everything else belongs to
the genius JK Rowling.
CHAPTER ONE - THE REQUEST
"George, wake up."
"Go away Fred."
"It's not Fred, it's your mother, and you need to wake up dear."
George started to rub his eyes and was looking at his mother who looked half-asleep herself.
"What is it Mum? Is something wrong?" George asked.
"Come downstairs George, your father and I need to talk to you."
"What time is it Mum?"
"It's around 2:30 in the morning. Now get yourself together and come downstairs." She turned and left his room.
George sat up and looked over at his twin who was sound asleep. He just shook his head. George wished he could be that sound of a sleeper. Lately he'd been restless. It's been 5 years since he and Fred left Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. They were preparing to follow their dream of opening a joke shop in Diagon Alley, but they never realized how much work it would be. He was so worried about everything going according to plan that he didn't sleep much. It was only two weeks until their grand opening. He smiled as he thought of how great it was going to be having the joke shop with Fred.
His mind snapped back into the present and he started to wonder what in the world his parents would have to wake him up at 2:30 in the morning to talk to him about. He made his way downstairs and found his parents in the sitting room looking worried and anxious. He went and sat down beside his father.
"What's going on Dad?" George asked.
"Son, you need to hear me out before you react to our request." Arthur Weasley sounded so serious that George started to get very worried.
"Ok Dad."
"George you must go to America and you must." his father had started. "America?!!??" George questioned.
Molly said, "George, please hear your father out. This is very important." George nodded.
Arthur stood up and started to pace as he spoke. "George, you will go to America and you will..well, you're going to have to marry this girl and stay there with her for a while."
George's eyes widened and he said "Marry a girl? Have you two gone off your rockers! Fred and I are two weeks away from opening the shop! I can't leave now. This is our dream and you both know it. Why would I go to America and marry some girl I don't even know!"
Molly said, "George, we know it sounds ridiculous, but we wouldn't ask if it weren't important."
Arthur sat down beside his son and put his hand on his shoulder. "George, I know how hard you've worked with Fred to get the joke shop opened. I promise you I will do everything in my power to help Fred to ensure it still opens on time and that everything is taken care of. Your mother and I thought it might be good to ask Ron and Hermione to help Fred. You know how good Hermione is with facts and figures and those types of things."
George couldn't believe his ears. What in the world was going on? It was like a bad dream or something. He pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. "Ouch" he muttered after he pinched himself for the fourth time.
"Mum, Dad you wake me up at 2:30 in the morning and tell me I have to go to America and marry some girl I've never met. You can't blame me for being thoroughly confused and freaked out. I just don't understand why I have to do this? Why?" George was looking at both of his parents as if pleading for a sensible reason for their request.
"As a favor to me George, that's why they're asking." George hadn't even noticed him entering the room, but looked up to see Albus Dumbeldore standing in the middle of the room.
CHAPTER ONE - THE REQUEST
"George, wake up."
"Go away Fred."
"It's not Fred, it's your mother, and you need to wake up dear."
George started to rub his eyes and was looking at his mother who looked half-asleep herself.
"What is it Mum? Is something wrong?" George asked.
"Come downstairs George, your father and I need to talk to you."
"What time is it Mum?"
"It's around 2:30 in the morning. Now get yourself together and come downstairs." She turned and left his room.
George sat up and looked over at his twin who was sound asleep. He just shook his head. George wished he could be that sound of a sleeper. Lately he'd been restless. It's been 5 years since he and Fred left Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. They were preparing to follow their dream of opening a joke shop in Diagon Alley, but they never realized how much work it would be. He was so worried about everything going according to plan that he didn't sleep much. It was only two weeks until their grand opening. He smiled as he thought of how great it was going to be having the joke shop with Fred.
His mind snapped back into the present and he started to wonder what in the world his parents would have to wake him up at 2:30 in the morning to talk to him about. He made his way downstairs and found his parents in the sitting room looking worried and anxious. He went and sat down beside his father.
"What's going on Dad?" George asked.
"Son, you need to hear me out before you react to our request." Arthur Weasley sounded so serious that George started to get very worried.
"Ok Dad."
"George you must go to America and you must." his father had started. "America?!!??" George questioned.
Molly said, "George, please hear your father out. This is very important." George nodded.
Arthur stood up and started to pace as he spoke. "George, you will go to America and you will..well, you're going to have to marry this girl and stay there with her for a while."
George's eyes widened and he said "Marry a girl? Have you two gone off your rockers! Fred and I are two weeks away from opening the shop! I can't leave now. This is our dream and you both know it. Why would I go to America and marry some girl I don't even know!"
Molly said, "George, we know it sounds ridiculous, but we wouldn't ask if it weren't important."
Arthur sat down beside his son and put his hand on his shoulder. "George, I know how hard you've worked with Fred to get the joke shop opened. I promise you I will do everything in my power to help Fred to ensure it still opens on time and that everything is taken care of. Your mother and I thought it might be good to ask Ron and Hermione to help Fred. You know how good Hermione is with facts and figures and those types of things."
George couldn't believe his ears. What in the world was going on? It was like a bad dream or something. He pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. "Ouch" he muttered after he pinched himself for the fourth time.
"Mum, Dad you wake me up at 2:30 in the morning and tell me I have to go to America and marry some girl I've never met. You can't blame me for being thoroughly confused and freaked out. I just don't understand why I have to do this? Why?" George was looking at both of his parents as if pleading for a sensible reason for their request.
"As a favor to me George, that's why they're asking." George hadn't even noticed him entering the room, but looked up to see Albus Dumbeldore standing in the middle of the room.