A/N-Hey thanks to everyone that has been reviewing! You are all awesome! Here's chapter 7, I know its short, but I'll explain at the end. Enjoy!
Disclaimer-I don't own any of these characters, except Maddie, but I don't even like her.
Chapter 7
After hanging back for a bit, Ron and Hermione (ohlala) caught up with Harry and Ginny. Neither of them seemed to understand what had happened.
"Harry did you know about this mate?" asked Ron.
"Well yeah. I wanted to get you two together and Gin," he said beaming down at her like a proud father, "Came up with the brilliant plan!"
"So it was your idea to put devil's snare at the bottom of the lake and try to drown us, huh, Ginny?" asked Ron accusingly.
"YES!" said Ginny proudly.
"Well done, now we can't swim in the lake ever again," said Ron.
"You'll be able to go for a swim the day after the wedding at the latest," said Ginny.
"How?" he asked suspiciously.
"Well oh wise brother, it is now quite obvious to me why you nearly failed Herbology. Devil's snare is not an aquatic plant, which means it doesn't live in water, in case you didn't know. According to Neville it only survives 2 or 3 days when submerged. So if we put it in yesterday morning it should be dead by tomorrow," she explained.
"Did Neville know what you were using it for? Because if he did, I'm sure he-" began Hermione.
"Oh he knew! He said it was about time you two got together and that he would help in any way he could," said Ginny.
"So," continued Harry, "We decided we'd make you confess and then blast you free. You can do without a swim in the lake for a few days."
They had now neared the house and they saw Mrs. Weasley bringing out even more decorations. Harry expected her to be mad about all of the changes but she wasn't.
"There's plenty more decorations to hang. Go bring them out of the house," she ordered.
Shocked by her pleasantness, Ron, Ginny, Harry and Hermione entered the house to find Fred and George piling their arms up with boxes of decorations.
"Wasn't Mum mad?" whispered Ginny.
"No, she just smiled and went off saying something about young love," said Fred.
"I think she's so pleased about the wedding that she forgets to yell at you," explained George.
"Yeah, like this morning George and I were baking a new line of sweets in the oven, along with some of her desserts. And well, you see, they aren't quite perfect yet, and they exploded in the oven. All of her desserts were ruined and she didn't even yell at us, she just sighed and started all over again," said Fred.
Laughing Harry asked, "What's in these sweets?"
"They're called Fireworks, and as the name implies, they set off fireworks in your stomach once digested," said George.
"Only problem is that by the time the candy has been digested, your target is probably no where near you anymore. So you miss the priceless expression on their face," said Fred frowning.
"They're a work in progress," said George as he took the decorations outside.
Once all of the boxes of decorations had been removed from the kitchen and placed up in the yard, the garden was barely recognizable. There were rows upon rows of chairs draped in white cloth, each was enchant to move just enough so its occupant could have a clear view of the ceremonies. The aisle was also covered in white cloth, which Harry thought was a dumb idea because they'd be walking all over it, until he learned it was bewitched to repel dirt. At the front of all the chairs was a beautiful white archway that had pink roses growing throughout it. The sky looked like it had been pulled down so that it was only 100 feet from the earth's surface, making the stars look so close. This was but yet another of Mrs. Weasley's charms. She had clearly outdone herself, and that was just for the wedding ceremony. There were tents that appeared to be the size of Aunt Petunia' s kitchen at first glance, but were actually the size of the Great Hall once you stepped underneath them. Under these tents were more white draped chairs, positioned around white draped tables, most of which were set for the next day's dinner. The rest of the tables stood empty, waiting to be loaded up with Mrs. Weasley's delicious cooking. There was also a dance floor and even a bar. But before anyone could enjoy the lovely set up, they had to get through the rehearsal dinner.
A/N- Really short, Sorry! I'm going on vacation TODAY and I wanted to get something up because I'm going to be gone for like 12 days. Actually I'm going to a wedding, so when I come back I'll be an expert and my telling of the wedding will be the most accurate one on this website! Hope you liked it! Please review!
