Hmm…it's been a while since I updated this. I blame it on writers block (and some laziness), but I went back through it and got ideas for events that the other chaps lead up too. This is part of a huge update of all my stories. I finally got my data off my back up (I really, really, REALLY hate Vista). I also changed the genre from Romance to Humor as several of the reviewers suggested to do (while various others have fallen over or died laughing). Anyway, read and review please.
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Pairings (Mostly so I don't forget): Harry/Fenrir Greyback, minor Harry/Charlie, Remus/Sirius, Arthur/Bellatrix, Bill/Voldemort, Fred/Lucius, George/Draco, Charlie/Severus, eventual Charlie/Severus/Oliver.
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To some of the reviewers:
To Steven Kodaly: It's been a while, so I can't really remember if I did that on purpose, but it was more than likely an "oops!" moment.
To Madd Girl: It was originally supposed to be a serious story, but like all my other stories, I was unable to stop putting in the funny parts. Not that I want too anymore, seeing as most of my reviewers comment on the funny parts.
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As for voting…it's an overwhelming amount of Happy ending votes, so if I decide to do a sequel I'll just kill off the characters in that one, then go back in time to save them all.
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Chapter Ten
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Molly Weasley nee Prewitt was from a lesser Pureblood family, while the Weasley family that she had married into was an ancient Pureblood family. The Prewitts had only been around for a few hundred years while the Weasleys had been around since before the time of the Founders.
Her parents had been happy when she had married Arthur. Her brothers, on the other hand, didn't like the fact that Arthur was forced into the marriage. They had also found out about the spells Molly planned to cast on Arthur if they ever did have a girl. One firecall to Dumbledore later and her brothers had been taken out of the way, and by telling her family that it was Voldemort's minions that killed the two of them, Dumbledore insured that they would never join Voldemort.
Molly, of course, knew the truth. As did Ginny. They planned to cast some of the same spells on Harry once Dumbledore 'rescued' Harry from Azkaban and the boy had forgiven him. But then, Voldemort had to come in and ruin
everything. Now the boy was missing, and there was no way he'd marry Ginny unless they got the spells on him soon.
An owl tapping at the window drew Molly away from her thoughts of plans gone wrong. Molly opened the window and let the owl in, before taking the letter it held. It was from Gringotts and addressed to 'Molly Prewitt'. Molly shook her head. She was Molly Weasley – the goblin's had gotten her name wrong.
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At the same time, an owl flew into the open window of Ginny's room. The letter it carried was also from Gringotts, but addressed instead to just 'Ginerva'. Ginny blinked in confusion before opening the letter and reading it. Her eyes widened as she read it, and she didn't even hear her mother's shriek from downstairs.
Dear Ms. Ginerva,
For your crimes against the Weasley family, you have been disowned by Arthur Weasley, head of the Weasley family.
From henceforth on, you are not allowed to use the name Weasley as your own. You may not insinuate in any way that you are a Weasley, under penalty of death.
For a full list of the Rules of the Disowned, please contact the Ministry of Magic's Family Affairs department.
Sincerely,
Redhooks
Weasley Family Account Manager
P.S. Seeing as your father was still married to your mother at the time of your disownment, you were not given the name Prewitt. By now however, the marriage contract between them has been annulled and, with your mother's permission, you may use the name Prewitt. You will have to legally change your name at the Family Affairs department, however.
P.P.S. Have a nice day.
A small smiley face was drawn the word 'day'. Ginny shrieked slightly, before running downstairs screaming, "MOM!"
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Molly opened her own letter and read through it, shrieking in horror at it's contents.
Dear Ms. Molly Prewitt,
For your crimes against the Weasley family, you have been disowned by Arthur Weasley, head of the Weasley family.
Also, as per the terms of the marriage contract between you and Arthur Weasley, your marriage has been annulled.
From henceforth on, you are not allowed to use the name Weasley as your own. You may not insinuate in any way that you are a Weasley, under penalty of death.
For a full list of the Rules of the Disowned or the Rules of the Eradicated From the Family by Marriage Annulment, please contact the Ministry of Magic's Family Affairs department.
A list of spells cast upon Arthur Weasley for your own benefit has been compiled. Money has been taken from your personal vault in the amount of damages. For a correct value of the amount of money, please contact your account manager.
By the way, because I only managed the Prewitt accounts because they were connected to the Weasley accounts, I am no longer your account manager.
Have a wonderful day.
Sincerely,
Redhooks
"MOM!" she heard Ginny scream.
"Oh dear," Molly said, right before the disownment magic forced them and all of their belongings out of the Burrow.
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Charlie growled as he tried another spell to get the green out of his hair.
"It would probably help if you knew the spell Potter cast on your hair," Snape said.
"I know which one he used. The counter spell didn't work," Charlie growled out, trying another spell. Snape's eyebrows rose.
Little did Charlie know, while Harry did use the basic hair color changing spell, he used the Marauder version of it. The Marauder version meaning it was one of the few spells the Marauders had tinkered with in their school days. Until Charlie figured that out, and figured out how they made it different, he wasn't getting the green out.
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It was after dinner, and Rachael, Annamaye, and their guests (save Charlie and Snape – but Harry didn't really want to think about what his blood-brother/ex-boyfriend was doing with Snape) had retired to the sitting room.
"You're a shapeshifter?" Voldemort asked.
"Yep," Harry replied. Voldemort waited for an explanation, but apparently Harry didn't understand the silent-Voldemort-order language.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Voldemort asked.
"You didn't ask?" Harry replied, although it sounded more like a question then a reply. "You never asked about my abilities."
"Any other special abilities?"
"Yep."
"Are you going to tell them to me?"
"Nope," Harry said, smiling. "I never said I'd tell you even if you did ask." Voldemort resisted the urge to bash his head against the hard object (it happened to be Lucius Malfoy's head).
"You never did say why you came to visit Angel," Rachael said.
"He wants an alliance," Harry told her, pointing at Voldemort.
"I'm aware of that. I've been ignoring his letters on purpose. I don't want to get involved in this war."
"Not even for me?" Harry said, pouting.
"Oh, don't pout. Please don't pout. Damn you, you know I can't resist the pout. Fine. Let's discuss this 'alliance' in my office," Rachael said, picking up Voldemort by the back of his shirt collar.
"She doesn't seem to have much trouble with that," Sirius said, enjoying the look on Voldemort's face as he was dragged down the hallway to Rachael's office by the necromancer.
"Necromancy apparently gives one super strength," Harry said.
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"Albus!"
Said old man winced as he heard Molly Weasley shriek. The woman really had a set of lungs on her.
"Molly, what can I do for you dear?" Dumbledore asked as Molly, and her daughter Ginny entered the office.
"Read these Albus!" Molly shrieked, handing him two letters. Dumbledore skimmed them, his eye twitching.
"I thought you had him under control?" Dumbledore asked quietly.
"I thought I did too," Molly shrieked again, before heaving herself into one of the armchairs in front of his desk and sobbing. Dumbledore sighed.
All his plans were slowly but surely going down the drain, and somehow, he knew this had something to do with Harry Potter.