Hey everyone. I'm so so so (times infinity) sorry it's taken a while but here's the new chapter! I hope you like it, it's my first attempt at action.

Chapter 4-Bill and Fleur's (Fiasco) Wedding

"Get up! Get up!" someone was shaking me. I opened my eyes and saw that it was my Mother.

"Why do I have to get up?" she glared at me. Oh crap! I forgot! It's Bill and Phlegm's wedding! I jumped out of bed. "What do I have to do?" she sighed.

"Ginny, weren't you listening at all when we were discussing the wedding?" I smiled sheepishly. I never payed attention because I really couldn't be stuffed listening to her and Phlegm drone on and on about the wedding.

"No."

"Alright," she sighed shaking her head. "Go and have some breakfast, then have a shower and come back here," I nodded and headed for the door. "What are you doing?" I turned to my mother confused.

"You just said-"

"Make your bed then go and have some breakfast," I rolled my eyes and went to make my bed. When I was finished I went downstairs and saw Harry, Ron, Hermione Fred and George sitting at the table having breakfast.

"Hey," I said getting out the cereal and pouring it in my bowl. They all replied 'hey' and I sat next to Hermione.

"What are you doing after breakfast?" Ron asked me. I looked up at him puzzled.

"I just have to have a shower, why?" He exchanged a look with Harry and Hermione.

"Would you mind helping us move the ghoul into my room?" I panicked.

"Are you leaving tonight?" I was freaking out.

No, they can't leave this soon!

Ron, Fred and George laughed while Harry and Hermione smiled.

"No," relief washed over me. They weren't leaving. Yet. "I'll tell you why when you get out of the shower," I nodded and ate my cereal. I felt a pair of eyes on me and saw Fred and George snickering.

"What?" I asked them suspiciously.

"You lot better not tell her when you're leaving," began Fred.

"Yeah, cause she's gonna have a panic attack," finished George. I kicked them under the table, earning two (well deserved) ow's from them.

We spent the rest of breakfast teasing and joking. I went upstairs, grabbed my things and headed for the shower. I took my time because the wedding wasn't until the afternoon. After I dried my hair, I went up to Ron's room. I knocked on the door and Hermione answered.

"Oh, good you're here. I'm going to go and have my shower now," she said letting me in and grabbing her things from Ron's bed.

"Why aren't you helping?"

"I just can't stand that ghoul," I nodded and when she left the room, I grinned at Ron and Harry.

"You didn't tell me she has a phobia of ghouls," they both laughed.

"No, she just 'can't stand the smell of that thing'," said Ron in a shrill voice. I laughed and Harry grinned.

"Ok, so, if you're not leaving, why are you moving it?"

"It's just in case something happens and we have to leave tonight," I nodded.

It's just in case. It doesn't mean they're leaving.

"Alright, so, how're we going to do this?"

"I'll go up and if he won't listen to me, then Harry will have a go. If Harry can't persuade him either, then you'll do it," I nodded.

This should be fun.

Ron stood up and walked over to the hatch in the ceiling. He mumbled 'descendo' and once it was on the floor, he climbed the ladder. It was just Harry and me down here. I smiled at him and he smiled back. God it feels awkward. A few minutes passed and then Ron descended the ladder.

"No luck," he said dejectedly turning to face Harry. "It's your turn mate," Harry nodded, stood up and climbed up the ladder. I turned and faced Ron.

"Why didn't he come down?"

"I dunno," he said shrugging. "He just didn't wanna come," I nodded and we fell into silence.

Bring it up now! Do it!

"Hey, Ron?"

"Yeah," he replied.

"Promise me something, will you?" He looked confused, but nodded. "Look after them for me. Especially Harry," I knew he would, but it was always good to be reassured.

"Of course I will. There's no reason why I would abandon them," I smiled and he walked over and hugged me.

"Thanks, Ron. It means a lot to me."

"I know," we laughed and I punched his arm.

"But," I began, turning serious. "If you do leave them-"

"I won't-"

"-I know you won't. If you do though," I put my face close to his, pulled a darkened expression and lowered my voice to a deadly tone, "I will make you wish you were never born," He pulled away and studied me. Then, he laughed. When he realised I wasn't laughing, he stopped.

"I promise, Gin, I'll never leave them," he replied seriously. I smiled.

"Good," we heard a creak and saw Harry descending the ladder. Ghoulless.

"No luck," he said just as dejectedly as Ron. He faced me. "It's your turn," I nodded and walked over to the ladder.

"Wish me luck," I said grinning at them, and I began ascending the ladder. As soon as I stepped into the ceiling, I could smell the ghoul.

Oh God! It smells worse than before!

The last time I had visited, I could've sworn it didn't smell this bad. I looked around and saw him hunched in a corner. He looked at me and cowered away.

"Hey, it's ok, I'm not going to hurt you," I said as softly and coaxingly as I could. "I'm not going to hurt you," I repeated and he stopped cowering and looked straight at me. "Come on, I'll take you down and you can stay in Ron's room where it's nice and warm," I encouraged him a bit more and he finally stood up slowly and edged toward me. I held out my hand. "Come on...that's it...that's it," he was standing near me now.

Success.

I walked to the opening and poked my head out. "Oi, you two! He's coming down."

"Alright," I heard Ron reply. I turned back to the ghoul.

"Just go through here," I said pointing at the exit. He walked towards it and I held my breath as he passed. He stopped and looked at me, and once I had nodded encouragingly, he, well, I guess you could say, glided, down the ladder. I started climbing down and as I neared the bottom, I saw that Ron was tucking him into bed.

"How'd you do it?" Harry asked me.

"I'm a woman. It's natural," I said and he chuckled.

It's been awhile since I've heard that.

I twisted round to get off the way I always got off ladders, and tripped and fell. I waited for the collision with the floor to come, but it never did. Instead something strong and warm was holding me. I opened my eyes and saw Harry looking down at me. He had caught me. "Well, this is a new experience, isn't it?" I said grinning and he grinned back at me. Last year, I had tripped on the way back to Quidditch practice and Harry had caught me. We had ended up only inches apart.

"Ahem," but Ron had interrupted us. Just like now.

Stupid git.

"Anyway, I should go. I still have to get ready for the wedding," I smiled at Harry, pulled away and exited the room. I walked down to the first landing, and entered my room.

"Where have you been?" my Mother demanded.

"Hermione was in the shower, I had to wait for her," I lied and sat on my bed next to mini-Phlegm.

"Alright. Apolline, do you want to go first?" Madame Delacour nodded and went over to Phlegm. I'm guessing, to get her hair and make-up done. I grabbed one of my books and read until it was my turn. Once finished, I continued reading. When everyone's hair and make-up was done (Madame Delacour had done Phlegm's), it was time to put on the dresses.

"Look in the mirror, dear," Mum said when she had finished buttoning up my dress, and I complied. I didn't look too bad. Mini-Phlegm and I had our hair up in buns, with strips of hair hanging down. Our make-up consisted of a light dust of gold eyeshadow and pale pink lipgloss. Our dresses were plain gold, and had matching shawls. The only way in which our dresses differed, was that mine had a small amount of cleavage, and her's had none, because she was too young. Phlegm put her dress on and, I'll admit, she looked decent.

"Mon cherie, you look beautiful," said Madame Delacour in a voice that sounded teary, and mini-Phlegm nodded her head vigorously.

"Oh Maman," said Phlegm embracing her mother, then her sister. I rolled my eyes.

"You do, my dear, you do," said my Mother, earning a hug from Phlegm as well. "Isn't that right Ginny?" Damn you. It was pay-back for rolling my eyes, I knew it.

"Yes, she does," I forced out with a polite voice and smile. She squealed and hugged me too. I only returned the hug because of the deadly glare my mother was giving me.

"I'm so glad we 'ave become so close."

"Me too," you wish. "Excuse me while I go to the bathroom," I said and left the room for the bathroom. God, this dress is uncomfortable, I thought to myself as I struggled to hoist it up. I hope I don't have to go to the toilet tonight.

When I finished, I headed back to my room and saw Monsieur Delacour hugging Phlegm, whom was now wearing my Auntie Muriel's tiara and a veil.

That means Muriel was here. Thank God I missed her.

"All right. We need to head down now," said my Mother and we all left the room. Mum and Madame Delacour first, followed by mini-Phlegm and me, with Phlegm and Monsieur Delacour at the rear.

Three simple pink and white rose bouquet's were laid out on the table; two medium sized bouquet's and a large bouquet. Mini-Phlegm and I grabbed our bouquet's and exited the Burrow.

"I am so exited," said mini-Phlegm in her high-pitched, heavily accented voice. I forced a smile and nodded. As we drew nearer to the tent, I developed more and more butterflies in my stomach.

What if I trip and everyone laughs at me?

What if I fall and tear my dress?

Stop it. You'll be fine.

We reached the tent and approached the aisle. The music started and we walked forward, just like we practised in rehearsals. I took deep breaths and focused on not tripping over the hem of my dress. I looked at Bill and saw that he was so full of joy and happiness, that he looked as though he was never attacked by Fenrir Greyback.

I suppose I can't really hate her forever, can I?

We reached the end of the aisle and took our places. A few seconds later, Fleur reached us, and her father handed her over to Bill.

"Ladies and gentlemen," said the little tufty-haired wizard that performed all the wizarding masses. "We are gathered here today to celebrate the union of two faithful souls..."

"Yes, my tiara sets off the whole thing nicely," I heard Muriel say in what I supposed was a whisper. "But I must say, Ginevra's dress is far too low cut," I bit my lip to stop myself from laughing and managed a grin. I looked around and found the pair of emerald green eyes I was looking for. I winked at Harry and turned back to the front.

Hehe.

"Do you, William Arthur, take Fleur Isabelle to be your lawful wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and health, until death do you part?"

"I do," replied Bill in a dreamy, loving voice and I couldn't help smiling.

"And do you, Fleur Isabelle, take William Arthur to be your lawful husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and health, until death do you part?"

"I do," replied Fleur, in the same tone as Bill. I developed eyes full of tears which I forced to remain unshed.

"Then I declare you bonded for life," Bill and Fleur kissed whilst the tufty-haired wizard sent a shower of silver stars upon them. Fred and George began the applause which led the golden balloons to burst and birds of paradise and tiny golden bells flew and floated out of them, adding their songs and chimes to the din.

"Ladies and Gentlemen!" called the tufty-haired wizard. "If you would please stand up!" Everyone complied and the chairs melted back into the marquee and were replaced by tables. Waiters popped up on all sides carrying trays laden with drinks and foods. I turned and hugged Bill and Fleur.

"Congratulations! I'm so happy for you two!" I said and they smiled at me.

"Thanks Gin," said Bill and Fleur nodded. I moved out of the way and headed to a deserted table, saying hi to many cousins on the way.

"Little Gin-Gin," someone called and I knew who it was.

"Ickle Dani-kens," I called back turning to face my cousin. Daniel looked like Fred and George except with a much rounder face that was covered in freckles. "How've you been?" I asked as we embraced.

"Alright, and you?"

"Same," I replied and he grinned.

"Ginny!" called a female voice this time and I turned and faced my cousin Emily.

"Emily!" I called back and we embraced. Emily was Daniel's sister. She's short, covered in freckles like her brother and has hair that's bushy enough to give Hermione's competition. We all sat down at the table. "So Em, how's your course going?" Emily was studying to be a dress designer/maker.

"Great! Although, I can't wait for it all to be over," I grinned at her. "I hate following orders."

"Haha, I know," and we laughed. When we were little, we would always get into trouble for not listening to our parents or our brothers. Actually, you know what? I still do. Fred and George joined us and we all talked and ate and drank. Then the music started up and Fred and George went to find some veela cousins to dance with.

"Alright, we're gonna dance. You coming Gin?" asked Daniel standing up.

"Not right now. Maybe later," I replied.

"You sure?" asked Emily.

"Positive."

"Alright, but I better see you on the dance floor tonight," said Emily warningly and her and Daniel walked to the dance floor. I grinned and looked around the dance floor. Fred and George had found veela dance partners and so had Lee Jordan.

I didn't know he was invited. I'll go say hi later.

Bill and Fleur, my parents, her parents were there and lots of Weasley's. I saw a mane of bushy brown hair and Hermione and Ron were dancing together.

Some action might finally happen tonight.

I looked around for Harry and saw that he was talking with Viktor Krum. I watched him for awhile.

I hope he asks me to dance tonight.

I could only hope. I looked back to the dance floor and saw Luna dancing weirdly by herself. I smiled and walked over to her.

"Hi Luna."

"Oh, hello, Ginny," she said stopping to face me. "You look lovely."

"Thank you. You look lovely too. Nice and bright," I replied smiling.

"Thank you. Yellow's a symbol for good luck, so Daddy and I thought it would be appropriate," I nodded.

"How's your summer been?" I asked her.

"Alright. Daddy's working hard with the Quibbler, trying to support Harry."

"That's good. Are you coming back to Hogwarts this year?"

"Yes, of course. Are you?"

"Wouldn't miss it," I replied with an edge of bitterness to my voice as I thought of Harry.

"Yes, I thought Harry wouldn't want to take you with him," she replied and I stared at her. I was about to ask her how she knew that when we were interrupted by Lee Jordan.

"Hey, Gin. Wanna dance?" I looked at Luna.

"I better go see where Daddy got off to. I'll see you later," said Luna.

"See you," I replied as she walked away. I turned and faced Lee with a smile. He smiled back and placed his hands on my waist while I wrapped my arms around his neck. "So, what's up?"

"Eh, nothing much, you?"

"Same," he smiled and we fell into silence. He was grinning at something and looked down at me.

"What?"

"I think Harry's jealous," he said. His grin becoming broader.

"And what makes you say that?"

"The fact that he's giving me a dirty look," we laughed. "Did you guys break up?"

"Yeah, we did," I replied sadly. It still hurt. "Wait, how did you know that we went out?"

"Your brothers, duh."

"Right," I said laughing.

Stupid gits.

We fell into silence and I searched for Harry, but I couldn't see him. I wanted Harry to replace Lee, badly, and I felt terrible for thinking and wanting it.

"Don't worry, I'm pretty sure he'll dance with you soon," Lee said and I gave a small smile. Lee was always good at reading people.

"I hope so," We fell back into silence and Lee was soon whisked away by Fred and George to some more veela's they had gathered together.

Boys.

I searched the dance floor for Daniel and Emily and soon found them. I made my way over there and started dancing with them.

"So, Gin, you have a boyfriend?" Emily asked and Daniel rolled his eyes.

"No, recently single. You?"

"Yeah, his name's Jack. He's really nice."

"*Cough*-Dickhead-*Cough*," said Daniel and I laughed.

"No he's not," said Emily swatting his arm.

"Brothers are all the same, aren't they?"

"Yes, they are," said Emily glaring daggers at Daniel. "So, you said recently single, who was the lucky guy?"

"Harry Potter," I replied casually. I froze. I had spoken without thinking. They were staring at me, their mouths hanging open and incredulous expressions on their faces.

"You're joking," said Daniel in disbelief.

"No, I'm not," they continued to stare at me.

"Wow...so, is he a good kisser?" asked Emily. I laughed and Daniel rolled his eyes again.

"Yes."

"Oh, God. Please don't talk about this anymore until I've left," said Daniel grinning and I rolled my eyes. "Is he here tonight?"

"Yeah, but I'm not saying anything else."

"We understand," said Emily as they nodded. "Has he danced with you tonight?"

"No," Emily gave me a look that read are-you-serious?

"Well then what are you waiting for? Go and ask him to dance!"

"Are you sure?"

"Now!" she yelled at me.

"Ok, ok," I said walking off. I looked around and spotted Harry with Elphias Doge. I started walking towards him, determined to dance with him no matter what his answer was. I stopped in my tracks. Something large and silver fell through the canopy and landed on the dance floor. Everyone stopped and froze as it spoke in the slow, deep voice of Kinglsey Shacklebolt.

"The Ministry has fallen. Scrimgeour is dead. They are coming."

The impact of the words hit me and I froze with fear. Voldemort had gained control of the Ministry and the Death Eaters were coming here now for Harry. I snapped put of my trance and so did everybody else as the realisation hit them. People drew their wands and I realised I didn't have mine.

Shit. I need to get to Harry.

I started pushing through the crowd in search of him.

I have to say goodbye, I have to make sure they're all safe. I have to.

I repeated those words in my mind as I made my way through the crowd. People were disapparating and I heard bangs and saw people in black cloaks. The Death Eaters had arrived. I began shifting through the crowd more frantically. I had to find them before it was too late. Someone grabbed my arms and pulled me away.

"No! No! Stop! Stop!" I yelled at the person.

"Not until you're safe!" Charlie yelled back at me. I continued fighting him.

"I have to-"

"I don't care what you have to do! Your life's more important!" He gripped me harder and I fought as hard as I could to break free. He was just too strong. He dragged me over to where our family was assembled. They all still had shocked looks on their faces. Harry, Ron and Hermione were missing.

They've gone. And I didn't say goodbye...I didn't get to say goodbye.

I felt tears well up in my eyes and blinked them away. I couldn't break down. Not yet. Finally, everyone had disappeared, leaving us, the Delacours and some of the Order alone with the Death Eaters. Yaxley stepped forward.

"Where is your other son? I believe you have six, and yet, here stand five," he said in a low voice. I gathered he was in charge tonight.

"He's in bed with spattergroit," Dad replied bravely. Yaxley nodded and searched all our faces, as if looking for a loop in this lie.

"Alright then. Search the house, top to bottom. No corner untouched," he commanded and the Death Eaters marched us towards the house. Once in the kitchen, he turned to us. "Everyone remains here except for you," he said pointing to Dad. "You'll show me your ill son," Dad nodded and once he detached himself from Mum, he lead Yaxley to the stairs. Meanwhile, all the other Death Eaters searched the house thoroughly. Yaxley soon came back with Dad looking disgusted.

He watched us all as the search continued. I noticed his eyes stayed on me most of the time, but I refused to meet them. I had a feeling he knew something about me, something that a Death Eater shouldn't know.

"You will all submit to questioning. Whilst someone is being questioned, the rest are to wait in the living room," Yaxley commanded. No one objected. They started with the Order members first, then the Delacours (except Gabrielle) and then my brothers. They left me and my Mother out. I had no idea what I would say to them if I was chosen.

They slowly disapparated except for 3 of them. A feeling of dread washed over me. I had a feeling they weren't finished yet. As Yaxley prepared to leave, someone put their hand on his arm to stop him.

"What about Potter's girlfriend?" said a gruff, female voice. Goosebumps raised on my arms and I froze with fear.

They know. They know about me and Harry.

My family were all watching the Death Eaters fixedly.

"Oh. I forgot about her," said Yaxley. But I knew he hadn't. He'd been waiting for this. "Bring her into the kitchen," the woman came forward to grab me.

"No!" yelled my Dad and my brothers, all drawing their wands.

"Silence!" yelled the woman holding her wand toward them. "You don't want to make this worse for her, do you?" When no one responded but with glares, she grabbed my arm and pulled me to the kitchen. She dropped me into a chair and my hands were bound.

"Well, aren't you a pretty thing," said Yaxley in a voice that made my skin crawl. He was looking me up and down and I wished my dress had no cleavage. I looked around and saw that there was also Fenrir Greyback and a man I assumed was the woman's sibling. "Well, I'll give Potter this, he has good taste in women."

"I thought we were here to find out where Potter was, not how much good taste he has in women," said the woman crossly. Yaxley nodded.

"You're right Alecto," Alecto? I knew who the man and woman were. The Carrows. "So, enlighten us. Where's Potter?"

"I don't know," I replied in a steady voice. I needed to make up lies, make them up fast and make them convincing.

"Bullshit. Tell the truth!" commanded Amycus drawing his wand and before I knew it, I was engulfed in pain. I screamed until the pain stopped. I was breathing heavily.

"Let's try this again. Where is Potter?" asked Yaxley.

"I told you, I don't know."

"Lies!" yelled Alecto and the pain engulfed me again. "How can you not know?" she demanded when the pain subsided. "You're his girlfriend!"

"I was his girlfriend," I corrected. "He broke up with me at the end of last year."

"Makes no difference," said Greyback and the pain pierced me again. "He still could've told you before."

"Well he didn't!"

"Stop lying!" yelled Alecto and the pain was inflicted on me again.

"I'M NOT LYING!" I shouted when the pain stopped. I wasn't afraid to let them witness my temper. "HE DOESN'T CARE ABOUT ME! WHY DO YOU THINK HE BROKE UP WITH ME?

"BECAUSE HE WANTED TO PROTECT YOU!" yelled Amycus.

"Protect me? He didn't give a shit about me!"

"But you went out with him," said Yaxley pointedly.

"He never really cared about me! I'm popular, he's popular-why do you think he never told me where he was going?" Pain coursed through my body again. The pain subsided and I looked up. No one said anything.

"She doesn't know," said Greyback quietly.

"You're right. It's no use," agreed Yaxley. "She knows nothing more than the rest."

"But she's-" began Amycus angrily.

"SHE KNOWS NOTHING! WE'RE LEAVING NOW! NO OBJECTIONS!" Amycus looked furious but didn't retort. They released my bounds and filed out the back door. Greyback was the last and before he left, he approached me.

"You're lucky, girl, for multiple reasons. That you don't know anything and that they tortured you instead of letting me on you. It's a shame, really. You'd be pretty delicious," he said putting his face close to mine. I almost threw up from the stench of filth and blood. He pulled back, and stroked my left cheek. My heart started pounding. I pulled a brave face.

"What're you-" He scratched my cheek and I let out a wail of pain. I tried to contain most of it. I wanted him to know I wasn't weak. He smiled and trailed his hand down my neck and onto my chest. He scratched me again and another wail of pain escaped me.

"You bastard!" I yelled at him. His smile grew.

"Greyback!" yelled Yaxley from outside. Greyback withdrew, the smile still on his face.

"I like playing with little girls," he said and left. My heart stopped pounding and I breathed a breath of relief. He was gone. They were all gone. I heard the cracks of disapparition and everyone entered.

"Ginny!" My mother yelled and she hugged me sobbing. I patted her back.

"It's ok Mum, I'm fine," I whispered soothingly to her. When she finished, she grabbed the healing cream and dabbed it on my cheek and chest. The rest were discussing something, but I wasn't paying attention. Probably something about Harry, Ron and Hermione. I came out of my trance when they sent a patronus to Harry, Ron and Hermione. I stood up and left once it had vanished. I walked to my room and changed into my pyjamas. I lay in bed and let everything crash down on me.

They're gone. I don't know where and I don't know if they'e safe.

I don't know how long they'll be gone for.

I didn't even get to say goodbye.

My Harry is gone.

I cried. And cried. And cried. And cried. And cried until I fell asleep.

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