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Chapter II
The Craziest Wedding-¡¡DAD, HER MARRIED LAST NAME IS WEASLY?!!...¡¡NO!!- Hermione was about to have a heart attack, she was feeling it come very powerfully.
She placed her hand on her heart breathing heavily, and trying to inhale all the necessary air that her lungs begged her.
Her father remained looking at her and frowning notoriously, he wasn't afraid of the exaggerate reactions of her daughter anymore. So, he didn't put to much atention to her behaviour.
-C'mon, Hermione...I've got the car just in the corner...-her father told her, taking his daughter by the shoulder and inviting her to walk.
The girl could barely react, it all had to be a joke...there was no other way, no other decent explanation, no other possible way to think that all that may have any sense.
Her Dad barely knew Molly Weasly, and the last time she had seen her (when se ended Hogwarts, on her seventh year) she was happily married with her husband Arthur. It was incredibly stupid to think that two persons who had always seemed so close were divorced. Surely, it was all a confussion, or at least that is what she wanted to believe.
The girl realized she had walked quite long and now she was in front of the family car.
-Get in, sweetie- Her Dad told her. Hermione obeyed, still with a face of confussion, and setled on the seat next to her father.
The man put the car in march and they were out of the solitary streets of the city quickly.
-¡Dad! There must be a mistake! Molly Weasly...! No...She...has too many kids, and she was always happily married to Arthur Weasly...I think you got the wrong person, tell me...¡Dad tell me is not Weasly!- The girl was on the edge of an attack, and anyone who didn't know her would say she was a neurotic.
-Honey, there are a lot of Weasly...maybe the one you know is another one.- her dad tranquilized her looking out at the streets and evoiding her daughters eyes.
-I hope you're right. Because there's no way I would tolerate that...
-Look, Hermione...let's just drop it, please, you're making me really nervous. In a few weeks you'll meet her, and I hope you two get on well...you try to be nice, you're going to like her. She's not a bad woman.
The girl remained with her arms crossed during the whole trayect. The fact that her own father was telling her to drop the subject, when it was something truly important...and that he never told her anything was driving her crazy.
She just knew that his father had a woman, that he was going to marry her, that she had several kids...and plus, everybody was going to live on her house and she had to be nice...
¡My God! She couldn't stand some of the nonsense she had to deal with just because everyone took her as a nice person.
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Those last three weeks, Hermione decided not to talk too much with her dad. She was still quite angry and she didn't want to hear him say he was nervous about the wedding, or that she had to behave...all things that her crazy Dad had alredy said on dinner time.
She dedicated a lot to her studies, helping her classmates that normally took advantage of her hospitality...and (for obligation of the future groom) cleaning the empty rooms of her house for "the new guests".
That wasn't an easy job for the girl, who had to acommodate and clean three diferent rooms that only were usefuls to keep unusefuls things. Often she ended up exhausted and willing to have enough money to live somewhere far away from there. Of couse, for that, she had to wait quite long...
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-Sweetie, remember you always have to be nice, never use bad words, or insults, or lack of modesty, remember you musn't drool...and that—
-¡Stop it Dad! ¡Iknow how to behave!- The brunette answered ofended, with a killer-dog face and her arms crossed.
They were on the place where both persons were going to contract legal matimony. The woman Hermione wanted to see so badly, still hasn't shown, or any of her sons.
Hermione didn't even bother on buying a nice outfit for the ocassion, she didn't care the formality. She wore the nicest thing in her closet, just to please her father, who would kill her if she didn't.
It was a formal white dress, that she had wore for the birthday party of Kate's sister, and it had been long since she last use it. But, as the girl had kept it carefully folded, it remained impeccable and really fitted Hermione.
While her Dad paced through the room, some friends of her, and some unknown people arrived. It wasn't too many people, like the groom had alredy predicted. The brunette greeted the known ones with a light grin and stayed hidden on the shadow of a wall, with her arms crossed and tighting her teeths so hard that more than once she hurted herself.
-¡It's coming!- someone yelled looking outside.
She was the first one to go out to see her future step-mother, and some other people followed her to recibe the woman inside the car. The modern vehicle stopped with a creaking in front of the small crowd.
The brunette inhale deeply and stayed static staring at the car wich back door started to open...
Then a woman with a really pretty dress came out to be seen by everyboy. Behind her there were her kids: a girl, two boys exactly identicals and a redhaired boy...
Everybody was smiling pleasantly, no one seemed to be angry, or less, sad. Hermione's Dad smiled and received the woman with an affectionate kiss.
-¡¡¡¡¡¡¡AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
A heartrending scream was heard between the crowd and three blocks away too. Everyone turned to see the person who let out that scream and they saw a girl with brown hair whose name was Hermione, and happens to be the groom's daughter, who was looking at her with a really ugly face.
The girl was red, and realizing all the looks, she let out a really nervous giggle.
-Erm...it's just...-the brunete stammered wishing that the earth swallow her.-...a red ant just...bite mi toe...and it really hurts. Erm...I'll take it from my foot! I'm sorry for the interruption my dear friends!-
Then, trying to simulate she was taking the ant from her foot, she twisted her foot with the heel she was wearing and fell throug the stairs of the civil registration.
She landed on the floor just in front of the woman and her kids. She stood up with her hair dishevelled and a little unbalanced.
-Hello darling, how you've been? – Her future dad's wife, Molly Weasly greeted. She kissed her on her cheek and smiled happy, ignoring Hermione's state.
-¡Hi Hermione! ¡Nice hairdo!- greeted Fred, who was about to burst into laugh. His brother George couldn't resist anymore and ended up laughing like crazy.
-Hermione, I told you not to commit atrocities, honey...Why you threw yourself to the floor?- her dad asked a little annoyed, as if, in some way, she had wanted to fell to the floor on purpose.
-Well, Mr. Granger...it happens that to Hermione, things come in through one ear and come out through her ass- a certain redhaired boy called Ron said, taking advange of the situation and humilliating the girl.
The twings laughed even more, and Ginny hid her smile with her hair. While Hermione gave Ron a nasty look, her mother scold him.
And well, the ceremony continued with what Hermione least expected...that her father marry her ex-best friend Ron's mother, the boy who had just made a fool of her.
This had to be a nightmare, or the begining of Apocalipsis...or her end, her death...Because she could barely believe that now those persons would be part of her family and they would live with her.
Or even worst, she couldn't believe that Ron was now her STEPBROTHER...
END OF THE CHAPTER