This chapter is a short one, the next one will be incredibly long to make up for this. I want to say thanks to Tayla Wayland and Wonders Of My World for reviewer! And to answer Wonder of My World's question, I am still playing with the idea of Fred dying (knowing me I will probably let him live so I can write about after the war in a possible sequel.) I am pretty sure I will let him live though. Enjoy this chapter!

xoxo

Grace


The next day went by fast, Fleur's parents, Monsieur and Madame Delacour, and her little sister; Gabrielle had arrived in the morning. Fleur's mother had brought the brides-maid dresses from France, they were a metallic gold reaching down to her knees. The day before the wedding Ginny looked at them with hatred.

'Gold? Honestly, it will look good on Gabrielle, but please, my red hair?.' said Ginny babbling away. Eve nodded, she was distracted by Harry's present. She was gluing down pictures into the album. Then, she had to write the card for Fred and George's gift, a couple of product from the shop. That night, Remus, Tonks and Hagrid come to help celebrate.

'Elsie, Erik!' said Remus, opening his arms and embracing Erik in a hug, Ginny, Ron, Harry, Hermione, the twins and Eve's eyes all widened, Lupin never hugged anyone.

'Good to see you, Remus. Oh and Tonks, congratulations on the marriage!' Mrs. Eldridge said, putting her hand around Tonks, who was blushing like mad and Remus who usually wore the same sickly, serious looking face was letting out a little grin.

'Harry, open your presents already!' whined Ron who was happily eating a slice of cake.
Harry picked up Eve's present first. He tore open the wrappings, revealing the rectangular, green photo album. He opened up to the first page. It was a picture of Harry and Eve a few weeks before Dumbledore's death. Harry was on his broom, hovering about 6 feet in the arm. Eve was jumping up to catch him, finally she grabbed on to the end and pulled him down to earth, both laughing. The next pictures were of when they were young, Fred, George, Eve and Harry, laughing in the living room of the burrow. Ron, Hermione and Harry making faces at the camera in their 3rd year, Eve and George in the background, dancing, trying to wreck their picture. Harry in the common room holding his egg from the Triwizard Tournament, Fred, George, Ron and Ginny dancing the background again, trying to wreck the photo. Harry put it down and leaped at Eve for a hug. She laughed and pecked him on the cheek.

'Harry, don't get any ideas.' growled Fred. Eve whacked him on the shoulder.

Harry continued to open his presents, a watch from Molly's brother, a sneakoscope from Hermione, chocolates and a razor from the Delacours and of course a big hug from Ginny.

Mr. Weasley patronus, a weasel, entered the room, warning them of the minister who was soon to arrive. Remus and Tonks bolted up.

'I'm afraid we should leave, the ministry is very anti-werewolf, happy birthday Harry!' exclaimed Tonks as Remus tugged her out the door. Soon the couple had left. There was an eerie knock at the door. Molly went to answer it.

Soon the minister had made his way into the house, requesting he talk to Ronald Weasley, Hermione Granger and Harry Potter, privately. Eve lead them to the sitting room, closing the door.

' What would the minster want with them?' whispered George.

'I imagine it has something to do with Dumbledore's dea-.' started Eve.

'-I think it is time we go to bed, goodnight everyone.' interrupted Molly, kissing her children goodnight. They all headed up to the bedrooms, whispering about the minister's visit.

"I bet you anything it's Dumbledore's know how much he loved those 3." said Eve to Ginny, Fred and George who were lying on the beds in the twins' room.

"Wouldn't be surprised if that was true." said Fred tapping his finger against Eve's knee and standing up.

"We should go to bed." said George, kissing Ginny goodnight and walking off to his bedroom. Fred smiled at Eve and kissed her cheek.

"Night, see you tomorrow." he said leaving the room and closing the door. Ginny paused for a second and squealed as she ran over to Eve. She grabbed her hands and jumped up and down.

"So! When do you want to have the wedding?" asked Ginny who was grinning widely.

"What?" asked a confused Eve.

"What he said about being okay with a wedding, kissing you goodnight like that and just going gaga whenever you are in the room!" exclaimed Ginny. Eve rolled her eyes and sat down.

"Trust me, Fred is not the one for commitment, he wouldn't jump into something like that. He is just frisky." replied Eve, changing into her pajamas.

"Oh please, I bet you that he will propose in the next year." said Ginny, crawling into bed.

"I highly doubt it." groaned Eve.

"But you want it." said Ginny, lying on her side, facing Eve.

"Who wouldn't?" replied Eve, making Ginny squeal even louder.

"Night, Gin." said Eve, turning to face the wall.

"Night, sis."


Next time will be longer!