Title: Love of a Family

Fandom: Harry Potter

Era: AU

Rating: T

Date Started: October 9, 2008

Date Finished: ???

Summary: The Lord is the leader of all Vampires and loved by the entire Wizarding World, but when a tragic accident costs the Weasley's their youngest son, they turn their backs on the vampires, only to force their daughter to them.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of it and money is definitely not made off of it. If I was making money then this wouldn't be considered a procrastination tool.

Prologue:

The Potter's and Weasley's had been great friends through the ages, as pureblood families went, at least until a cold January morning ten years ago. That was the year that my best friend, Ron was turned to save his life then forsaken by his family.

You see, while Ron was nearing his twentieth year, I was reaching my 200th, young for what I am. Yet Ronald Weasley was my first and only Best Friend, a hazard of being the Lord's only son, then that is what made that day all the more tragic.

I was showing him the grounds of my family's winter estate after the first snowfall of the season when I heard the call of my mother and excused myself. I knew that I probably shouldn't have left the human by himself. Somehow I wished that the protection of the Royal Family would have been enough. I was wrong. When I returned and could not see his tall form among the hedges I panicked and ran to where I knew I left him. Only a short distance from there I saw him lying on the ground, lying in a pool of his own blood.

Feeling his life quickly leaving him I did the only thing I could think of: I changed him.

It would be my best and worst choice of my entire existence.

Chapter I:

Ginerva Molly Weasley was not one to be babied. She had a nasty temper and an award winning Bat-boogey hex that she used often on her twin brothers, Fred and George. She was a star Quidditch player on the Gryffindor Team at Hogwarts where she played chaser. She was near the top of her class, something that her family was quite proud of. She was also the youngest of seven children of Arthur and Molly Weasley, Arthur, the head of the Muggle Relations Office at the Ministry of Magic and Molly, a stay-at-home mum and the only girl in many generations of Weasley's.

The Weasley family was well known and liked within the magical community and they were one of the richest families rivaling that of the Malfoy Family of which they were good friends. But unlike the Malfoy's who hoarded their wealth the Weasley's funded many charitable foundations, including one that allowed for many underprivileged witches and wizards get an education, including those of Muggle families.

While Ginny, as she was called, was from such a family she was not snotty nor did she flaunt her wealth, so unlike Draco Malfoy, the only child of Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy. She'd rather play Quidditch with her brothers than go shopping at premier boutique shops. In fact her best girlfriend was Luna Lovegood, Hogwarts' resident nut, not that Luna cared all that much.

Ginny sat in her room watching her twin brothers de-gnome the garden and she laughed as a particular fat gnome bit Fred and he launched it far beyond the garden gate in his anger. She had finished her own chores rather quickly that day, so much so that she had spent the afternoon reading and watching her brothers. So she wasn't at all surprised that she heard her mother call her down to help with dinner.

She sighed as she entered the kitchen and set to work chopping vegetables for the stew they were having. It wasn't long before the twins came in and Fred went to the medicine cabinet to get the healing balm for his hand.

"The garden is done, Mum," George said watching his twin clean the bite mark.

"Thank you dears," Molly said from her place at the counter where she was kneading some dough. "Are you going to stay for dinner?"

"Sorry, Mum," they chorused.

"Katie needs me at home," Fred said. Katie and Fred were expecting their first child in a few weeks.

"And I have a date tonight," George said, though he refused to say with who.

They kissed Molly on the cheek, waved to Ginny before Apperating away. "Looks like it's just us three tonight, Ginny Dear."

Ginny knew that her mother really missed having a full house now that all of her brothers had grown and moved out of the house, so she stayed silent as she mixed in the vegetables in the stew. She heard a pop and turned to see her father had returned from work. She hugged him quickly before going back to the dinner.

"How was the office, dear?" Molly asked opening the oven and putting in the bread dough.

"Nothing out of the usual," he answered. "We sent the Muggleborn list to Hogwarts today so they can start to contact the families."

"That's nice. Dinner will be ready in just a bit."

Her father nodded and started for their room to change. He was just getting to the living room when they heard the tapping of an owl on the window. Ginny heard the window open, the owl hoot, and the window close but nothing after that. She was testing the stew when she looked up and saw her father standing in the doorway of the kitchen with a heavy envelope in his hand inscribed with dark blue ink. Ginny watched as her mother's face grow pale before they asked her to leave.

Ginny wasn't naïve she knew exactly what the envelope meant. The letter meant that she was still required to present herself to society as a pure blood eligible for courtship and marriage, but when her brother was exiled from the family all talk of such a presentation ceased and her parents stopped going to all the functions that they weren't required to go to.

She waited near the kitchen door after her mother asked her to leave not wanting to miss her parents' decision about the ball. The silencing spell ended and she heard her name called for dinner. She entered and took her place at the table silently waiting for the conversation to start. When it became apparent that her parents weren't going to say anything she said, "I want to go." before standing and leaving the kitchen.

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Ronald Weasley stood in front of the full-length mirror critically staring at the outfit that Lily Potter had picked out for him. It was his first official day as captain of the Royal Guard and while Lily meant well, Ron didn't think that what he was wearing wasn't going to make a good first impression.

In the ten years that he had spent under the care of the Potter Family, Ron had excelled with his gifts, gifts given to him the day he almost died and his absolute best friend Harry changed him.

Despite all that, there were many on the council that argued that Ron was too young to be the captain of the royal guard, those charged with the protection of the royal family. The self same council didn't understand that Ron was one of the strongest of their kind because of the magic that lingered in his blood after the change.

"The robes aren't that bad," a voice said from somewhere near his bed breaking into his thoughts. "Sure they're more… ceremonial than you are used to, but they really aren't that bad."

"You can say that, Harry, because you grew up in this life and –"

"But you didn't exactly grow up a pauper either," he countered.

"True, but you are used to ceremony and the outfits you have to wear. The only thing like that in my former life was my coming out ball."

"Yes, I was there, remember? But you are now the Captain of the Royal Guard and unfortunately you are like me now, stuck with the ridiculous outfits and stuffy ceremony."

Ron stared at his best friend through the mirror. "You had something to do with my appointment, didn't you?"

His best friend sighed. "Yes and no," he answered. "I suggested you but you won the job all by yourself."

"I knew it!" Ron said moving to remove the robe. "I knew that I didn't get his on my own! Damn it, Harry. You knew what this meant to me."

Harry's face fell and became stony. "Ron, they weren't even going to consider you if I hadn't intervened. I did that because I knew how much it meant to you!"

"That doesn't matter! If the council wasn't going to consider me this time then maybe the next! I wanted to do this on my own!"

"Ron who knows when the next appointment would be. The only reason the office was open was because the last was fed up with our antics!"

Ron smiled at that. "So you put me in a place of authority so that we wouldn't get in as much trouble."

Harry laughed at that. "Basically."

"Fine, but each and every time I am going to blame you."

"Don't you anyway?"

A knock sounded and Ron opened it to find Harry's father, James Potter, standing on the other side. The man looked once over Ron before saying, "Lily got you too?" To which his son burst out into hysterical laughter.

"Be careful, Harry. I saw your mother enter your room as well."

His face grew pale before he darted out the door and down the hall. "MUM!" he yelled and Ron and James laughed loudly.

As they calmed down Ron turned to James. "You came for a reason, my lord?"

"Indeed, Ronald," he said. "I wished to speak to you about the Coming Out Ball that is in a few weeks."

"Yes?" Ron thought he knew the reason but it had been so many years that he wasn't sure.

"I saw the list of young people that is about to be presented to the council. I saw your sister on that list."

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Ginny had only to wait 30 minutes before she heard the knock on her bedroom door and her father walked in. From her place on her window seat, she waited expectantly for their decision. Her father tiredly sat next to her and she realized just how old her parents were. Yet when his face broke out into a kind smile the years melted off.

"We consent to your coming out," was all he said before she squealed and pulled him into a fierce hug.

"Oh, thank you, Daddy! You have no idea how much this means to me!"

"I may have some idea," he said laughing trying to disentangle him from her arms. "Though I think now you have some shopping to do."

Ginny's face paled at that. "You're right! When is the ball?"

"Three weeks."

"So little time! I have to find a dress, accessories, shoes that won't kill my feet! Not to mention --"

"Slow down, child," her father said kindly. "You have enough time. Though may I suggest that you go shopping with Luna on Saturday?"

"That is a marvelous idea, Dad! I'll owl her now!"

"I only ask that you keep it reasonable," he said and Ginny gave him a sidelong glance. He only shrugged in return. Arthur watched his now grown up daughter search around her room for a quill and parchment and thought about the son that he couldn't see and wished that he could.

… … … …

"I'm bored," Harry sighed.

"You are always bored," Ron said simply.

"Yes and its Saturday and we aren't doing anything."

"Speak for yourself," Ron countered. "I have paperwork for the job that you insisted I get." He smiled letting Harry know that it was only in jest.

"If I had known," Harry countered, smiling back. "Then I wouldn't have gotten you it."

"Enough, boys," James said from across the room to which Harry huffed indignantly at being called a boy. "Why don't you go to Diagon Alley and spend some time outside for once?"

"That is a wonderful idea!" Lily said from in front of the unlit fireplace.

Ron sighed as he closed the file he was writing in and standing up only to pull Harry to his feet when his friend didn't move. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you didn't want to go."

Harry grimaced. "I don't because every time I do, people seem to think they need to grovel at my feet, like I'm a bloody savoir or something."

"For all they know you could be the orchestrater of their doom."

"Ha-ha, Ron, ha-ha." Harry said dryly heading for the door.

"Oh, come on, Harry, when was the last time you actually got out of the house and done something?"

He didn't turn but kept on walking. "Um… last week?"

"When you went riding?"

"Yes…"

"But you didn't even leave the estate."

"But I did go outside, despite warnings not to."

"And look how that turned out." Ron smirked as he watched Harry turn with slighted anger on his face.

"Just because my horse got spook and threw me, doesn't mean you're right."

"You almost broke you neck and even our healing powers aren't that good."

"Fine, so let's go."

Ron look triumphant to Lily and she smiled back. "Alright then if you're going to Diagon Alley then you should do some shopping for the ball that is coming up."

Harry shot a death glare at Ron. "I hate you."

"Love you, too, brother."

"Are we going then?"

"Yes, let's."

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A/N: Yes a new story. But for those that are reading Antien, do not worry; it is not being abandoned. I hit a snag and need to work through it. Till then enjoy.