Chapter 14 What will Be will Be

"Really?" George asked, to afraid that he might have dreamed that last comment.

"Of course love, I want nothing more then to be your wife," she responded with a smile.

"Thank Merlin," whispered George as he rolled over and kissed her soft lips. He went to wrap he arm around her when he heard a small groan that was not caused by pleasure.

"Sorry love still a bit on the sore side," whispered Hermione with a slight grimace.

"That bastard," George muttered

"Couldn't agree more love."

"Hold on a moment I have just the thing." And with that George made his way to the kitchen. Hermione watched him go and realized he was only clad in his black and red boxers. She looked down and realized she wasn't wearing much more. She smiled and blush a little at the realizations that this would be the norm from now on.

Severus woke up on the couch in his lab like he did every other morning, but this time it was different. Draped over him was none other then Sonia Moltinova. Last night they had discovered the source to the Weasley Twin's power. Even with the liquid imperious curse in her veins, since the binding potion was clear, instead of the usually red proved a pure binding. A case like that had never been documented before. The purity canceled out the evil wards at the Dark Manor.

Sonia had proposed the idea of a pure binding. Sonia was always exceedingly bright. Severus had noticed that when they studied together for their potions masters exams. Not that her mind was the only thing he had noticed. He smiled, a real smile, down at the sleeping woman and gently stroked her hair. She was the reason he could make the Wolfs Bane potion and why he was trying to find something along the lines of a cure. She was what had kept him fighting all these years and she was asleep next to his heart, where she had always been.

Ron had not slept a wink all night. He found himself wondering out on the cold dawn down to the lakes edge. He was angry and he knew it. He was picking up the largest stones and hurling them as far as possible into the mucky depths tying to work off some steam. He had thought he was alone until a small hand rested on his arm. Ron turned around to find the small form of Susan Bones, light brown hair up in a French braid and storm grey eyes looking up to his clear blue ones.

"Susan?"

"Are you aright Ron you have seemed out of sorts lately?" She asked in a small voice.

"Yes…no. I am just angry that everything I thought was mine is someone else's, not even my friends. I am not in love with Hermione; I realized that last year but her with George…Arrgg. Why I am so mad when they are so happy," Ron flung another large stone into the lake, "at least now we know they are safe."

"It is understandable that you feel that way Ron."

"It is?"

"Of course," said Susan matter-of-factly "You have to share Harry with the entire magical world and now your other best friend is engaged to your brother and you must feel lonely." As she talked she had moved closer to Ron and was now staring up at him unblinking

"You are a very sweet girl Susan." Ron suddenly saw this quiet witch in a different light.

"Well, I am in Huffelpuff after all." She smiled and Ron returned it.

"Okay let go get some breakfast," said Ron as he felt his stomach rumbling

"A true Weasley." She giggled

"Like the hair wasn't a dead give way," he laughed as they made there way side by side up the stairs of the castle.

The hall was about half way filled when the pair entered and separated to their respective tables. Harry noticed his friend walk in and smiled at Ginny who had noticed the light back in her brother's eyes. Most everyone was in better spirits since the announcement that Hermione was safe and sound. Ron sat opposite of his best friend and sister ready to enjoy heaping helping of eggs and toast. Just as the food appeared a mass entrance of ministry owls came swooping in. Each bore and envelops with the Ministry Department of Marriages seal blazing on it.

Hermione was desperately trying to find a comfortable position now that she was fully awake and aware of her pain. George returned with a steaming mug of something that smelt a little like raspberries.

"Here, mom used this with all her children when they got battered up," George said with a slight smile.

"Thanks sweet-heart this is much needed," she sighed as she inhaled the delicious steam.

"Do you need anything else?"

"How about my pillow?" asked Hermione.

George stood confused for a moment staring at her pillow then remembered his promise. He slid into bed and pulled Hermione back to him so she rested on his chest. After a few moments and Hermione having a significant amount of tea in her system she asked,

"So when do you want to have the wedding?"

"How about right now, we can floo Dumbledore and never have to leave bed," he said with a grin and kissed her shoulder.

"As tempting as that sounds," she replied "after your mother was done hexing you for pulling a stunt like that I would be left a widow."

"Good point, okay how long do you think it will take for everything to come together?"

"I say give us a month, we can get married at the end of November."

"Oh, Hermione, do you have to make me wait that long?" George whined

"Keen one aren't you."

"With a beautiful woman, scantly clad, in my bed how can a man not want to claim her as his own?" George asked as he kissed around her ear and wrapped his arms around her. "I love you." He whispered

"I love you too George"

"No, I mean I am in love with you, I want you as my wife and mother of my children,"

"Oh George…"

"Please let me finish, I told you while we were doing the rite because I was too afraid that you didn't feel the same. Now I realized that even if you don't feel the same I will always love you."

"I knew I didn't make that up, I knew I heard you say those words that night. George I am in love with you too, don't you ever doubt that." She turned around to face him close enough to brush her lips against his, "I can think of a better person to be my partner and father of my children then you." She sealed her statement with a true kiss.

When they pulled apart George smiled "Children?"

"As long as they are ours."

"What in the name of Merlin…?" Ginny asked as she watched the owls circle above the hall.

"I have no idea but it can't be good." Harry replied

Abruptly the owls descended a good few came to rest in front of Slytherin boys while others found a perch in front of seventh year girls throughout the scattered houses. The Slytherin boys did not seem all too shocked at the arrival of their letter and were soon smiling, nodding and joking with each other as the opened their letters.

The girls on the other hand seemed petrified that the letters would devour them if they dare open them. Slowly a Gryffindor girl named Valora took her letter and broke the thick wax seal. Her eyes moved over the letter and looked over the Syltherin table where Zambini watched her intently. She nodded her head and went back to her breakfast.

The other girls, now curious, began to anxiously open their own letters. Needless to say many of the girls did not react the same way to as Valora. Nedaa, a Ravenclaw girl, shrieked as she read through her letter, Ron noticed Goyle be given a high five by Malfoy. Then Kara, a Hufflepuff knocked over three goblets of pumpkin juice as she fled the hall green in the face. Nott was seen smirking as the poor girl ran.

"Their petitions were passed," Ron said with malice in his words.

Malfoy sat around his friends as the compared their future brides. He had safely snuck back after the traitor had stolen his Hermione. He leaned over to Zambini and whispered "So you have fallen for a mudblood Gryffindor?"

"Nothing you haven't done before Malfoy," he replied coolly

"True, at least yours is good looking and didn't scream like Goyle's over there."

Goyle laughed "Going to be fun in the bedroom that one," most of the boys nodded enthusiastically.

"I didn't take Teddy Nott over there as a Hufflepuff lover," commented Crabbe

"They might seem calm and sweet but trust me they have some spunk in them," he finished with a smile toward the door.

"Dumbledore, they may have cleared the first tasks but it still doesn't mean they are willing to complete the prophecy."

"By the look in their eyes they next bit should be right on schedule." Dumbledore looked up Rhian with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Yes well they are young but I mean after that Albus."

"Ah yes, I have little doubt that they will do what is needed of them." The twinkle suddenly dimmed in his eyes. "As of now I must deal with the chaos caused by the damned marriage law nonsense."

"When are the marriages scheduled to take place?"

"Not until the children are out of school, Merlin willing they will never have to walk down the aisle."

"I thought my time was a chaotic one," replied the painting.

Unexpectedly George Weasley's head popped into the fireplace.

"Headmaster?

"George my boy how is everything?"

"Yes how is Hermione?" asked Rhian

"As good as can be expected after what she had to go through," he smiled weakly. "I have come to ask a favor of you Headmaster."

"Go on."

"Will you do Hermione and I the honor of marrying us at the end of November?"

Dumbledore did not seem the least bit surprised by the question but was none the less delighted to say yes.

Charlie woke up in his room to find a small hand resting on his stomach. Opening his eyes he saw Isabella sound sleep on his broad chest. He smiled at the memory of last night. Nothing scandalous had happened but it was amazing in any case. The night had passed slowly with soft touched and tender kisses. Maybe she was the woman he had been looking for. Her long dark hair was spread over the faded comforter. As Charlie began to exam her long lashed lying against her high cheekbones Isabella's leg draped over his own and pulled herself up against his side. He smiled the notorious Weasley grin.

Suddenly a squeal of joy erupted throughout the entire building. Isabella jerked awake before realizing where she was. She was ready to fight at a moments notice and was half way to her wand when Charlie claimed her lips.

"Claim love that was just my mother"

"Dias mia what a set of lungs on that woman," she replied with a smile and kissed him again.

"Should we go down and hear the good news?"

"Indeed, but perhaps we should change first. The wrong impression may be made if we arrive like this.'

"Good point," said Charlie and Isabella headed for her room.

Safely down stairs with out any incriminating evidence, they found the rest of the family, mostly in pajamas and half awake waiting the kitchen. Mrs. Weasley was pacing back and forth with a bounce in her step. Charlie knew immediately that George and Hermione would be getting married soon. The last time he had seen his mother like this was when Bill announced he was going to be a father. When Fred finally stumbled into the kitchen Mrs. Weasley burst

"George and Hermione are getting married next month," she exclaimed in a sing song manner.

"Great for them," mumbled Fred. Of course he was thrilled with this news, he knew how deeply George loved Hermione but he desperately needed coffee.

Meanwhile Arthur Weasley was smiling at his wife. There was nothing like the site of his woman floating around the kitchen dreaming of more grandbabies. Frankly the idea of grandchildren thrilled him as much as reminded him of how old he was getting. Charlie smiled at his family then at Isabella who suddenly realized that she wanted this happiness more then anything.

Sunday was a day of relaxing and healing for Hermione and George. George had made delicious soup for Hermione that night and they rarely ventured from the comfort of their bedroom. When Monday morning broke over the cottage George woke to an almost completely healed fiancé. There as still the faintest of outlines of her burns but the pains had gone away. George knew today he would have to bring Hermione back once again the hallowed halls of Hogwarts. His apprehension to do some is obvious considering the last two times he had brought her back. He wanted to stay and be with her but she needed to finish her studies and he had a store to get back too. Lee can only work the off season anyway.

He carefully removed himself from Hermione's grasp and went to shower. When he walked out in his towel Hermione was smiling at him.

"Morning 'Mione."

"Good morning George."

"Why don't you get ready while I make some breakfast then we can make our way back to Hogwarts."

"Sounds like a plan." Hermione eased out of bed and walked up to George only wearing one of his old Canon t-shirts. She kissed him lightly and headed into the bathroom. George dressed and made his way to fix up some breakfast.

When they head eaten George took Hermione by the hand and they became the walk to the center of the village were a carriage would be waiting. They spent the ride in each others arms wanting to be as close as possible before they had to be without the other. As they were dropped off they notice two people out by the forest, heads together in the morning light.

Blaise and Valora sat on the edge of the forest safely hidden from prying eyes and ears on Monday morning. Blaise ran his hand over hers tenderly. Valora played with the gold locket he had given her last Christmas. The beautiful pendant the housed a ruby and an emerald hardly saw the light of day for fear. He turned to her and asked "You are not angry for the petition?"

"Of course not my love, we have been talking about being wed for over a year now."

"Yes, but not until you became a healer at St. Mungo's, and I was head of the business."

"Would you rather me be claimed by another Slytherin?"

"Of course not, I just don't want your dreams to be ruined because of me."

"You are part of my dreams Blaise."

"What if I don't make it through the war?"

"Don't speak like that."

"I play a dangerous role, Snape and I will be the first to die on the field as traitors to the Dark Lord."

Blaise looked at Valora then down at his covered forearm where the skull and snake had been burnt into his skin. Valora moved closer and ran her hand up and down his arm

"Shh, what will be, will be. I will be beside you through the entire battle to make sure we make it out alive."

"Don't risk yourself for me, I want you to live and bring hope to our torn world."

"Only if you can make the same promise." Valora kissed him deeply. His hands moved to her waist and pulled her closer. Who knows what would happen when the final battle broke so he wanted to make the best of whatever time he had left with he beloved.

A/N Scared some of you didnt I with the lastess comment, no worries there is still some more to the tale. I have a another beta (the beautiful Becky) but thanks those who offered. You may have noticed a trend ofpeople waking up intwined with another. It is becaues I believe therr is nothing more romanticthen waking up with the person you love connected to you somehow and I want there to be a feel of bonds. Anyhoo thanks to everyone who is enjoying the story. Almost 100 reviewI msut addmit I am shocked thatpeople like it as some of you say you are, I am very grateful for that. Sorry long A/Ngoodbye and farewell untill next time

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