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WARNINGS FOR THIS CHAPTER Ron's memory comes back Draco gets his ass kicked Ginny thinks alot Draco fights back from the ass kicking with a spell!

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"Ron, stop, I know that is you in there Ron" Draco yelled as he followed Ron across the town square.

"Ron, you just killed some one, I know you did not mean it, but you did" Draco added. Ron was yet to turn back to him.

"Who is this Ron that thou speaks of?" Ron turned back, Draco sighed.

"Great, That is just great...I know you dont remember me, and I know that here you think you are you hate me, but Ron, you have to try and remember me" Draco pleaded.

"I remember thee, thou art Romeo, my mortal enemy" Ron replied

"No, I am Draco Malfoy...your mortal enemy" Draco told him. Ron looked at him oddly.

"I know no one by the name Draco Malfoy" Ron spat, and continued to walk.

"Well, try and remember, you are Ronald Weasley. you go to Hogwarts school of witchcraft and Wizardry, you have 5 brothers and a little sister Ginny, your best friend is Harry Potter and you are insanely in love with Hermione Granger, she just doesn't realise. You are not Tybalt." Draco reminded him, but Ron still only replied with a blank look.

"I know not of these people" Ron replied.

"Well try to know, listen, there is a reason why I dont want to have to kill you right now...but if you dont snap out of this curse, I will have no choice" Draco told him.

"Kill me? you, I wish to see thou try" Ron replied.

"You honestly dont remember me? I call you Weasel and yo call me ferret boy" Draco fished for any sign of rememberance in the red heads eyes.

"Thou wishes to fight me?" Ron asked, drawing his sword.

"I do not wish to fight you. you are not listening to me are you. If you die in this lifetime, you will die in the other lifetime to, I am not going to fight you..." Draco explained, but was cut off by Ron lunging at him, his sword lightly nicking Draco's ribs. Draco looked down at himself, he was bleeding slightly, but he had been hurt worse.

"Ron please" Draco replied, but Ron just lunged for him again, Draco moved out of the way quickly.

"I dont want to hurt you...you are like family to me now" Draco began, and then realised something.

The curse was lifted off of Crabbe and Goyle because of shock, both the shock of being hurt and the shock of seeing a friend get hurt...so the spell should lift off of Ron if he shocked him enough.

But what would shock Ron enough...

"Ron...I just married your sister" Draco stated cleanly. Ron paused, and looked at him, there was still a blank look in his eyes, but Ron was no longer trying to kill him. The sword in Ron's hand hit the ground, and just stared at him.

"What?" Ron asked

"I...just...I just married Ginny" Draco told him. With in a split second, the dazed look on Ron's face left him and a look of anger took over.

And in that split second, Draco thought he had failed.

But then, Ron lunged at him again. Luckily this time, he did not have a weapon.

But Ron pushed him over, and his fist hit Draco's nose, hard. There was a loud crack, and blood began to run down his face. It was broken, he could tell that Ron had broken his nose.

"You married Ginny....you married Ginny" Ron was repeating as his fists slammed into Draco's body. Draco sighed. At least the reall Ron was back.

"Ron, calm down..." Draco began

"Calm down, calm down, you married my sister, you are my mortal enemy, and you married my sister" Ron ranted and wound his fist back yet again.

Draco caught the fist just before it hit his already broken nose.

"Ron...I love her" Draco told him. This just added more fuel to the fire as Ron continued to pummel Draco's chest.

Draco rolled over, throwing the mad Weasley off of his chest. He stood, and balled his own fist. Ron stood and took his own fighting stance.

"I down want to fight you Ron...you are my brother-in-law" Draco said softly, but Ron just shook his head.

"I dont care, you probably put Ginny under some spell...she could never marry you." Ron spat back.

"Well she did, and she loves me, just think of what you are doing..." Draco began.

"I know what i am doing, I am going to kill you" Ron replied.

"And how would Ginny feel if you did that? I know you love your sister, and you only want what is good for her, but she will hate you and never talk to you again if you kill me" Draco told him. Ron stood, thinking.

"I dont care...that is something I can live with" Ron said and threw himself at Draco. Draco fell backwards yet again, and hit the hard cobblestone.

He took a deep breath.

"I really didn't want to have to do this to you Ron" Draco said, taking out Goyle's wand and pointing it at Ron.

Ron paused, and swallowed hard...

*****

Ginny was the happiest woman on the fact of the earth. The happiest married woman on the face of the earth.

She was married, it was strange to think that she was married so young, but the was married. She was 16, maybe that was a little young, but maybe not. It was not uncommon for people in the wizarding world to get married the year after they had finished at Hogwarts, she had just gotten married a year earlier, that's all.

But how would she tell people.

Fot some reason, saying 'Hi, I am back, I hope you all didn't miss me to much while I was in the 16th century, oh yeah and by the way, I married Draco Malfoy..." just wouldn't cut it.

Ginny knew her mother would be understanding. Molly Weasley had never really liked the fued between Arthur and Lucius. At first her mother would be angry, and then she would settle down, and more then likely welcome Draco to the family with open arms. Molly would rather go against he hopes and beliefs, than to loose one of her children.

Her dad would be harder to convince though. He would probably never fully accept Draco into the family, but he would never turn against Ginny. Ginny and her father shared a extrodinary bond, one that most people were amazed at. But Ginny would always be a daddy's girl. And he would love her reguardless, even if she did marry his enemy's son.

Her brothers were a different story all together. Her brother's that had met Draco, (Fred, George, Percy and especially Ron,) would not let it flow by so simply. The boys were overprotective of her, and on some days, it was the sweetest thing in the world to have her older brother jumping in and fighting on her behalf, but on other days, all Ginny wanted to do was scream at them. They were not going to let her grow up. But she was grown up now, a married woman, and they would have to accept that. And if they didn't accept it, then they could just go jump.

And for some reason, Ginny was worried about what Harry and Hermione would say about the situation. Would they be mad? (more than likely) Would Harry, Ron and Draco still continue to torment each other? (Of course they would) Would they accept him to the group? (when pigs fly or Snape washes his hair!...oily old git)

But why did she really care what any one thought. Her parents would still love her, Her brothers would be angry, but still make an effort because it was Ginny, and Hermione and Harry were Rons friends, not really hers. So the world could just go and jump in the lake and swim with the giant squid if they didn't like it.

Because Ginny was happy, and Draco was happy, and that was all that mattered.

But there was some thing else to worry about. Lucius Malfoy. To say that he would be happy about the nuptuals was the worlds biggest lie.

This joining of Ginny and Draco would either bring the Malfoy's and the Weasley's closer together, Or drag them further apart.

She was hoping against hope that the first option was the right one.

Ginny looked at herself in the mirror in her bedroom. She had never felt more loved than she did that moment, standing in her simple yet elegant wedding gown, her new husbands kisses still lingering on her lips, and the plain yet eternal band of gold on her finger.

She knew how important it was to get home, if they didn't get home, they would surely die, but a large part of her wanted to stay. To stay in this world where she had not interferring brothers, where their friends couldn't care less because they were happy, in a world where they could be together in secret.

She sighed, there was no point wishing to stay, cause she knew it would never happen. Ginny and Draco would have to go home. But she wasn't sure which she would rather, to die here with Draco by her side, or to die back home, when their parents killed them.

Ginny collapsed back onto the bed and hugged her fluffy pillow to her chest. it was her wedding day, she had gotten married less than to hours ago, and her husband was off saving their lives, the only thing that could make this all better would be to have Draco there with her.

"Madam, good night, cammend me to thy daughter" The voice echoed though the house and through Ginny's half opened door. She knew the voice, she had spent a few of her early years memorising every pitch, every quaver in the voice not to reconise it, some where in the house, Harry Potter...or Paris, was talking.

"I will, and know her mind early tomorrow, tonight she's mew'd up to her heaviness." Lady Capulet replied, Ginny rolled over on her bed and then stood up, moving to the door. She could see three people on the stairs, Juliet's mother, Juliet's father, and Paris.

"Sir Paris, I will make a desperate tender of my child's love; I think she will be rul'd, In all respects ny me: nay, more, I doubt it not, Wife, go you to her, ere you to bed, Acquaint her here of my sons Paris' love, And bid her, mark you me, on wednesday next..." Juliet's father began and then paused, looked up towards the door that Ginny was watching from. Ginny stepped back, and then went on.

"But soft, what day is it?" Capulet asked

"Monday, M'lord" Paris replied, Capulet smiled.

"Oh, well, wednesday is to soon, O' thursday, let it be, O'thursday tell her, she is to be married to this nobel earl..." Capulet replied, Ginny moved away from the door, she was to be married to Paris on Thursday.

But she was already married to Draco...They had to get home before thursday.

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Ron swallow hard as he looked at the wand Draco held in his hand.

Was this the way Ron's life was to end, killed by a Malfoy in 16th century Varona? He hoped not.

But it was likely. Draco said he had not wanted to kill Ron, but now it looked like he had no choice and he was going to.

Ron took a deep breath as he saw Draco open his mouth to speak.

"Petrificus Totalus" Draco said.

Ron managed a sigh of relief before the full body bind hit him.

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I hope you liked this one...

MORE MESSAGES FOR MY REVIEWERS...

Draco & Ginny Forever - Ok, I know that the Weasly's only have seven kids, i realised that after I finished that chapter and I was to lazy to go back and fix it...but if I can kind of defend myself a little, I think of Harry as the eighth Weasley kid, that must have been why I said eight...sorry.

Lightning Bug - I did not say that stuff about seeing beauty and all that because honestly, i didn't think of it, and also, at the time, I was going by what i remembered in the play and not from an actul script. Now I have a script...yay.

The Slayer - Hey, what up ...any way, thanks for the reviews and congrats on the play. Playing Dracula gives you and excuse to go around biting peoples necks...lol.

Blythe - I am glad it is not to cheesy, I hate cheese, unless it is an acceptable amount of cheese.

Nupil - Thank you, I have to say I had no idea I felt that way about marrage until the day I wrote that line. It is amazing how so much can be held in one line...and thank you for calling me sophisticated :: Wipes her running nose on her sleeve::

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