Hiya people, this is my first fanfic so please don't be too harsh with the reviews, but I would like your honest opinion. I will update as often as I can. Please enjoy.

Disclaimer: I Do not own any of these characters, the story is based on the Harry Potter books, I own a few original characters.

Face your destiny

Chapter one: Shocking News

"W…what?" spluttered Ron, "What do you mean, he's getting engaged?"

"I mean he's betrothed, hooked, gonna get married, apparently he proposed last night," explained George , "Mum was so shocked but I guess she's happy because Percy's finally forgiven her and dad."

"Yeah I still don't get why they welcomed him back, personally I would have told him to shove his head where the sun don't shine," snarled Fred.

It was a sunny day and the four youngest Weasley children were sprawled outside the Burrow, it was a few months since the death of Harry's godfather Sirius. Ron hadn't heard from Harry since they broke up for the summer holidays, but Ron understood that Harry needed his space. As far as Ron knew, Harry was staying with Remus somewhere in Wales. The plan was for Harry and Remus to join them at the Burrow later that evening.

The Weasleys had just received an owl from Percy informing them that he was engaged to Penelope. His parents had accepted Percy back into the family but the children weren't quite ready to accept him, as far as they were concerned Percy was a traitor.

"So, have ya heard from Harry yet?" enquired Ginny.

"No, not ye…" Ron trailed of as a large white owl landed on his shoulder, "Hedwig!"

Ron reached up to untie the letter from Hedwig's leg, "it's from Harry!" exclaimed Ron.

"What's it say, what's it say?" squeaked Ginny.

"Hang on let me open it." Ron tore open the envelope

"Dear Ron,

I'm guessing you're reading this to everyone. I'm okay, well I'm not but I will be, anyway thanks for the letters. Remus has been showing me pictures and telling me stories about stuff him and the marauders used to get up to. Me and Remus have got some stuff to do so we'll be a few days late, but we're definitely coming to visit you before the holidays are finished. How is everyone? Can't wait to see everyone. Is Hermeonee going to visit too? Got to go, see you soon.

Harry

"That's strange," said Ron, sounding puzzled.

"What? He sounds normal," said Ginny.

"Well it ain't just how he sounds I mean this letter don't sound like Harry and he spelt Hermione's name wrong, he's usually moaning at me for spelling it wrong,"

"Uh Ron, hello? His Godfather just died, he's not exactly gonna worry about spelling or sounding normal is he?" said George sarcastically.

Ron rolled his eyes at his brother. "Ya think? I know he's gonna sound different but I'm telling you something strange is going on," snapped Ron, who was getting very annoyed.

"Awe is poor wittle ronniekins getting strop…" Fred stopped as Ron leapt on him and started wrestling with him. They both ended up rolling down the hill into a prickly rose bush.

"OWwwwwwwwwww!" yelped a disgruntled Ron.

Fred jumped to his feet and grinned at his brother. "It's your own fault you twit. For once it wasn't me who started it."

Ron attempted and failed to stand up. Fred laughed at his brothers' feeble attempt and pulled him to his feet.

"Are you two alright?" shouted George down the hill.

Fred and Ron called up to George "Yeah we're fine."

"Good. Mum said dinner's ready. You'd better tidy up or mum's gonna have a fit when she sees you."

Fred and Ron trooped back up the hill, "Uh Fred?" Said Ron with a chuckle in his voice.

"What?"

"You…h…have a th…th…thorn in your b…b…butt," with that Ron cracked up laughing and earned himself a kick up the backside from Fred.

"Um… Fred, why is your hand up your butt?" asked George.

Ron had calmed himself down a little but at George's words he cracked up again and fell to his knees in tears.

"WHO LEFT THE STINK BOMBS IN PERCYS ROOM?" yelled Molly Weasley who was standing outside the kitchen door.

Ron stopped laughing immediately but he still had tears rolling down his cheeks. The Weasley children looked guiltily at each other; there was only one way to get out of trouble.

"Mum I got a letter from Harry," said Ron staring at his mother hopefully.

"I don't ca…" Molly trailed off, "Wait did you say from Harry?"

Ron nodded.

"Oh that's great," said Molly, her eyes welling up, "How is he? Is he still coming to see us? I better go shopping. Does he sound okay?"

"Um… well…" started Ron.

Fred discreetly kicked Ron to shut him up before he said anything about the letter sounding strange.

"Uh… He says he's okay, he's coming a few days later, can you buy me pop tarts? He sounds fine." answered Ron, eyeing his brother warily.

"No they're too unhealthy, now dinners ready, in you come," she suddenly noticed the state of Ron and Fred, "What on earth happened to you two?"

"Um, well, what happened was um…" Ron trailed off, cringing under his mothers intimidating gaze.

"I was teaching Ron some um hill rolling skills, but we kinda had a fight with your rose bush." Fred mumbled the last bit about his mothers rose bush.

"WHAT?"

"Well mum lets not ruin the good news about Harry and Remus' arrival," interrupted Ginny.

"Hmph, I suppose you're right dear, come on dinners ready, oh yes you two," she said, looking at Fred and Ron "You two are going to spend the entire afternoon tidying up the garden."

Fred and Ron groaned in unison, but both knew better than to argue with their mother. They just nodded grudgingly and walked inside.

Molly made her two sons' wash and change before they were allowed to eat. There was no danger of their meals getting cold as they had warming charms on them.

The four Weasley children ate in silence, afraid that if they spoke their mother would get angry again and punish them all.

"Hello. Molly, are you there?" called a familiar voice from outside the front door.

Molly got up from her place on the table and went to see who was at the door. She came back into the kitchen, looking very confused, with Remus trailing behind her floating his trunk.

"Hiya Remus, I thought you weren't coming till later in the week?" asked Fred.

"Huh? I thought we arranged for me to come today? It is Monday, right?" he questioned.

"Yeah but Harry wrote to us saying you had stuff to do and would be a few days late" answered Ron.

At these words Remus' face contorted into one of great confusion, "What do you mean? I had to do something for Albus and Harry didn't want to come so he decided to come here early."

"How was he planning on getting here?" Asked Ron.

"He went by floo powder, I watched him myself."

"Um… Ron? You know how you said that letter from Harry sounded weird…" began Ginny.

"Letter, what letter?" asked Remus, who was looking very worried.

Ron handed him the letter, "I didn't think it sounded like him, I mean for one thing he actually admitted his feelings, which he never does, and he also spelt Hermione's' name wrong. I just figured it was coz he is badly hurtin' but do ya think something's wrong? Asked Ron, he was starting to look panicked.

"I don't know, but I think we should contact Dumbledore."

Harry awoke, he was lying in a soft, warm bed, he tried to remember what happened but his memory was kind of hazy.

He felt around for his glasses, luckily they were on a small cabinet next to his bed. He put them on and gazed blearily around at his surroundings.

He heard a 'pop' to his left, it sounded like someone had apparated.

"Uh, hello?" asked Harry, he was really confused now. He wasn't frightened because if he had been kidnapped, why was he in a comfortable bed?

A disembodied voice came from the spot where Harry had heard the 'pop' sound only moments before. "So Prongslet are you ready to embrace your destiny?"