Forbidden Love
Disclaimer : I own Nothing
Book is set in the seventh book, have quoted some parts from the book.
CHAPTER 2 : The Wedding
Three o'clock on the following afternoon found Harry, Ron, Fred, and George standing outside the great white marquee in the orchard, awaiting the arrival of the wedding guests. Harry had taken a large dose of Polyjuice Potion and was now the double of a redheaded muggle boy from the local village, form whom Fred had stolen a piece of hair from by using a summoning charm. The plan was to indroduce Harry as cousin Barny and trust a great number of Weasley relatives to camoflage him. All four of them were clutching seating arrangments, so they could help "direct" people to the right seats. "Excellent, I think i can see a few smoking hot Veela cousins," said George turning his neck to look at them "and they are gorgeous! Plus they'll need some help to understand our ...er... customs"
"Not so fast, they're mine," said Fred darting past George heading to two blondes whom looking a bit...confused "permettez-moi to assister vous," he said smoothly, they giggled and hooked on his arms.
Poor George had to deal with the middle age witches whom enjoyed very much to ssqueeze his little cheeks and then kiss them, wishes that to was the two blondes kissing his cheeks, but sadly no, they were laughing at Fred's very "funny" jokes."You are a...er... tres...funny" they were saying to him, then the taller of the two kissed his cheek, they both giggled.
"Hiya Harry," Luna Lovegood had appeared out of no were behind them.
"I'm a...Barry...no I'm ...er...Barny!" Harry said nervously "I think."
She giggled. "Oh have you changed your name to," she said i her ussal high pitched voice which always made her sound confused. "I wander why," she muttered to herself.
"How did you..." Harry started to ask, but luna interrupted him.
"Your facials," she said excitedly. Luna was wearing bright yellow robes matching her father's, and she had a big sunflower in your hair to bring out the "colour" of her robes. Without the ...er... brightness of it all the outfit looked quite nice and strangely complimented her hair, what was he thinking!
"Oh, and your scar's kinda showing," she said calmly,without even thinking he slapped his hand over his forhead.
"Just joking," said laughed, and them skipped away to talk to whomever it was her farther was talking to.
"That girl's got a strange idea of what funny is!" He exclaimed "Someone could have over heard."
"Oh, come off it Ron," said George, he looked a bit dull, although he didn't know why.
"Your hair is far too long Ronald, I almost called you Ginevra. Merlins Beard what is Xenophilius Lovegood wearing? He looks like an oversized omlette. And who may I ask, are you?" she spat at Harry.
"Oh yeah, Auntie Muriel, this is cousin...Barny," Ron replied Hastly.
"Another Weasley, you kids must grow on trees!" She exclaimed and prodded off.
"That lady's a nutc...wow," Ron said interrupting himself, Hermione was rushing towards them "you look...er...great."
"Always the tone of suprise in your voice ron," Hermione giggled, then kissed him on the cheek, his ears turned bright red. Hermione was wearing a gorgeous lilac-coloured dress with sparkles and diamonds beaded to the bottom with matching higgh heels. Her hair had been straightened, so came down to about her waist, it was sleek and shiny.
"Your great aunt Meriel doesn't think so, "Oh so this is the mudblood" she spat at me then something about my skinny angles," Hermione sounded sad as she relived this "encounter".
"You look vunderful," some exclaimed to Hermione behind them.
"Oh, Viktor," she exclaimed, she wrapped or arms around his neck and planted a sweet, soft kiss on Viktors lips " I didn't know...goodness...how are you?"
Ron ears had turned bright red again, he was so jelous. "She kissed you for a longer time," Harry whispered to Ron to lift his spirit.
The four of them headed into the marquee. "Time to sit down then is it?" Fred asked them vigerously, he still had the two Veela girls hooked on his arms.
"Oh..." Hermione had swiffled round on her chair and was staring at the door, a sea of oh's and argh's followed.
Monsieur Delacour and Fleur came gliding down the else, Monsieur Delacour with trying very hard not to cry.
"Ladies and Gentle," said a proud voice which came form a strangly short man "we are gathered here today to witness in the sight of god, to join Bill and Fleur together in Holy matrimony."
"my tiara makes the wedding," aunt Meriel was telling everyone around her.
Ginny Laughed and looked at harry, then winked, she just winked at him, she closed one of her sparkling eyes, her dreamy sparkling eyes.
"I now pronounse you Husband and wife," said the short man. A wave of appluse moved through the Marquee. Both Mrs Weasley and Madaime Delacour were boling the eyes out, wiping there tears into scraps of lace. Hermione turned to look at Harry her eye's were also full of tears.
"We should...go and...congratulate them," said Hermione trying to get a hold of her tears, she started off towards the crowd of people congratulating the new couple,
but Ron had put his arm out infront of her to stop her."We'll have time later," he said to her "come on, lets get a table."
They found a nice little tabble far away from were aunt Meriel was sitting. By this time the band had began to play and Bill and Fleur were first on the dance floor.
"Oh I love this song," Hermione exclaiming clapping on the band. Viktor opened his mouth to speak, but Ron bet him to the point.
"Wanna dance Hermione?" he asked as smoth as possible, he put his hand out infront of Hermione, she took hold of it, but will helping her up triped over he own foot completly ruining the moment.
"Ah, they together know?" Viktor said sounding half suprised and half dissapointed.
"er...sort of...in a way," Herry said.
"That girl's very nice looking.." said Viktor "She a relative of yours?
"Yeah.." said Harry, She's mine! he thought bitterly "..but she's...er... taken. Big Bloke, you wouldn't want to cross him." Viktor grunted.
"all of da good lookin girl taken." Viktor said dissapointed.
Ginny's point of view
Oh my God!!! Ginny thought He just... told Viktor krum that i...i...i...was taken, he still likes me, then Viktor Krum called me good looking, OMG, here he comes!
Harry was walking slowly towards Ginny, she flickered her eyes vigerously at him, but when he was about a metre away from him he turned away to a guy called Mr Doge, she swocled at him, yet inside her heart was tearing apart. She should've know, he'd rather spend his time with some old guy than her.
She looked over her shoulder to see Viktor Krum looking for a girl, she had a plan...to make Harry Jealous.
"Viktor," she called gracefully.
"Oh, hi ...?" Viktor said to her, Viktor Krum was talking to her.
"Oh, yeah, it's Ginny, wanna dance?" Ginny asked sweetly.
"I thought you were taken?" He said confused "but sure."
"Oh, I am taken, but my boy firends not here, and I wanna dance," she said vigerously trying to stay in control.
Victor took her hand and lead her onto the dance floor, she glanced over at Harry either he was watching her out of the corner of his eye, or he hadn't noticed her.
She hooked her arms around his neck and he wrapped his musclely arms around her and put his hands and her hips.
She shook her hips, and he rubbed his hands around her hips, OMG Harry still wasn't looking.
She leaned in and place her lips on Viktors rough, strong, tough lips, he kissed her back. There was no one else in the world except for her, Viktor,...and Harry. She felt so guilty,
she was kissing Krum, Viktor Krum, the famous Quittich player, and she was thinking of Harry! She kept kissing him, his hand where up higher now, she kept kissing him, Harry was now
looking, sucess, he was looking at her! Krum pulled away.
There was a silver lynx in the middle of the dance floor it spoke with the slow voice ofKingsley Shacklebolt "THE MINISTERY HAS FALLEN. SCRIMGEOUR DEAD. THEY ARE COMING!"
There was silence, them screams, Ginny shrieked. "Vere is de firebolt?" Krum asked her.
"In...in...t-the...shed," she said pointing towards a garden shed "I..I..I...hide it t-there."
He picked her up, he was so... strong, he took her into the shed. He got on to her broom and pulled her on behind him, then they were off.
She had had this dream before Harry was infront of her, on his firebolt and they were flying off into the night, her arms were rapped around him.
So she did this, them someone kissed her head it wasn't Harry, Harry's kisses were soft, delicate, this kiss was rough, strong, it left her wondering,
Who is this? Then she click, OMG, this was Krum, Harry had left, were was he? I hope he's alright she thought now she was worrying.
"I drop you off here," Viktor said "Then I go back to help."
"No Viktor!" she called to him once they were on the ground "you can't leave me!"
"I must," he said heroicly.
"don't be so heroic just kiss me," she said, she grabbed the color of his dress robes and pulled him close.
And then they were kissing, he wasn't as good at kissing as Harry, but he was pretty good.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissing more more, he kissed her back, she rubbed her hands on his musclely arms.
He kissed her neck, she giggled "please don't leave me!" she said to him despretly.
"Oke, was sleep her tonight, in shifts so no one can come and her us," he said.
"Good with me," she said smiling, she ripped leaves of trees with her wand and made a bed, man did she wish she'd worn something different.
A black boobtube dress that hugs your body isn't exactly, easy to sleep in.
In no time it was morning, the sunrise made her awake, she yawned and streched, then realised that he hadn't woken her up, she walked up to him and kissed his cheek.
"Why didn't you wake me?" she asked in a flirtacous tone.
"Vu looked to beautiful to awake," he said to her "we better get back."
"Yeah, we do," she said sounding desapointed, but she was actually thinking about Harry, she hoped Harry was back home, she just wanted to be with him, she wanted him to hold her in his arms,
and kiss her, press his soft yet strong lips against hers.
"...so, we go now then?" Krum asked.
"...er...yeah," she said, still thinking about Harry.
The ride back to the Burrow was quite quiet, when they got there the white Maquee was black and brown and lay squeezed against the muddy ground. A whole bunch of her family
were cleaning up the mess left from the wedding, they were all there but...Ron.
"Mum!!" she screamed at her mother, she desmounted the broom "Mum, mum!! were's Ron??!!"
"He's, he's gone," she stated plainly. Ginny started to cry "He got away, with Harry, and Hermione." she finished, Ginny let of a sigh of releeave.
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Authors Note
I hope you like my story so far, it's my first story ever on fanfiction so please tell me what you think, plus I know the characters personalities are a bit muddled but its better this way in the rest of my story trust me!