Stark Raving Mad
A/N: This chapter is one huge fight scene. Like Helms Deep in 'The Two Towers.' (Love that movie! L/A 4evah!) Anyway...
"It is not right!" Mrs. Weasley thundered. "It is disgusting! You are seven years older than she! It is not right at all! This is completely absurd, and I forbid it to go on any longer! It will not work out, and I-"
Charlie did something that was very brave, and also very foolish. Everyone in the Weasley household would remember it for the rest of their lives, as it was the first and only time any of them ever attempted it: Charlie talked back to his mother.
"Oh, it's not right, is it?" He shouted, throwing her words back in her face. "It's wrong, and absurd, and it's not going to work, even though it has since before she graduated?"
Mrs. Weasley went even more red, but her face remained like a stone. "Yes, it is!" She screamed. "And it was stupid of you to think it would in the first place-"
"Almost as stupid as a Slytherin and a Gryffindor getting together, don't you think?" Charlie screamed back.
In the silence that followed, even the clocks were afraid to move.
"Bill, dear, why don't you take the children out somewhere while Charlie and I . . . discuss . . . some things." Mrs. Weasley said, in a voice so calm, it was deadly.
"Why? This is just getting good." George muttered.
Mrs. Weasley turned on him so quickly he jumped back looking terrified.
"Because I don't want any witnesses when I kill Charlie!" She screeched. "Now get out!"
Mr. Weasley and Hermione tried to follow the rest, but as they reached the door, Mrs. Weasley snapped, "Sit down!" before returning her gaze to Charlie.
"Do you hear anything?" Ginny asked. Fred and George had their ears glued to the door since they'd been kicked out.
"I could hear a lot more if you'd stop asking me questions." Fred snapped.
Ginny huffed indignantly, then put her ear against the door. Soon, there were seven ears attached to it.
"Something about completely different circumstances, and mum's raving about how she wasn't a Slytherin when she started dating dad."
"Bull shit. Prof. Flitwick told Charlie she transferred because she was being too nice to dad."
"Wait. I missed Charlie's rebuttal to that one. Now it's quiet. D'you think she killed them?"
"Shut up, I hear foot-"
Smack!
Seconds later, the group was sprawled on the ground, clutching their ears. Mrs. Weasley was standing over them, glaring and smiling like a rabid dog. Every so often, the side of her mouth would twitch.
"Guess what, everyone." She forced the words out, as though they caused her physical pain. Charlie had appeared beside her, grinning triumphantly. Hermione and Mr. Weasley walked out behind him, looking slightly shell-shocked.
"Um . . . what, mum?" Bill asked, then cowered against the ground, as though he were afraid of getting hit, which, given the circumstances, wasn't totally unlikely.
"Charlie and Hermione have been dating. Isn't that great?" Her voice was completely even.
"Yes, mum."
"Congratulations."
"Cheers."
"Can we go back inside now?" Ron asked.
"Oh no, we're going out to celebrate." Her mouth twitched twice, then went still. "Charlie wants everyone to know."
A/N: Omigosh, I just realized I only have one more chapter to go on this!?! WTF, when did i write all this? How did I ever come up with all this? Where have all the cowboys gone?
But then again, i have like, half of a sequel written already. More on that later.
Stupified,
Dragonessa Smith
A/N: This chapter is one huge fight scene. Like Helms Deep in 'The Two Towers.' (Love that movie! L/A 4evah!) Anyway...
"It is not right!" Mrs. Weasley thundered. "It is disgusting! You are seven years older than she! It is not right at all! This is completely absurd, and I forbid it to go on any longer! It will not work out, and I-"
Charlie did something that was very brave, and also very foolish. Everyone in the Weasley household would remember it for the rest of their lives, as it was the first and only time any of them ever attempted it: Charlie talked back to his mother.
"Oh, it's not right, is it?" He shouted, throwing her words back in her face. "It's wrong, and absurd, and it's not going to work, even though it has since before she graduated?"
Mrs. Weasley went even more red, but her face remained like a stone. "Yes, it is!" She screamed. "And it was stupid of you to think it would in the first place-"
"Almost as stupid as a Slytherin and a Gryffindor getting together, don't you think?" Charlie screamed back.
In the silence that followed, even the clocks were afraid to move.
"Bill, dear, why don't you take the children out somewhere while Charlie and I . . . discuss . . . some things." Mrs. Weasley said, in a voice so calm, it was deadly.
"Why? This is just getting good." George muttered.
Mrs. Weasley turned on him so quickly he jumped back looking terrified.
"Because I don't want any witnesses when I kill Charlie!" She screeched. "Now get out!"
Mr. Weasley and Hermione tried to follow the rest, but as they reached the door, Mrs. Weasley snapped, "Sit down!" before returning her gaze to Charlie.
"Do you hear anything?" Ginny asked. Fred and George had their ears glued to the door since they'd been kicked out.
"I could hear a lot more if you'd stop asking me questions." Fred snapped.
Ginny huffed indignantly, then put her ear against the door. Soon, there were seven ears attached to it.
"Something about completely different circumstances, and mum's raving about how she wasn't a Slytherin when she started dating dad."
"Bull shit. Prof. Flitwick told Charlie she transferred because she was being too nice to dad."
"Wait. I missed Charlie's rebuttal to that one. Now it's quiet. D'you think she killed them?"
"Shut up, I hear foot-"
Smack!
Seconds later, the group was sprawled on the ground, clutching their ears. Mrs. Weasley was standing over them, glaring and smiling like a rabid dog. Every so often, the side of her mouth would twitch.
"Guess what, everyone." She forced the words out, as though they caused her physical pain. Charlie had appeared beside her, grinning triumphantly. Hermione and Mr. Weasley walked out behind him, looking slightly shell-shocked.
"Um . . . what, mum?" Bill asked, then cowered against the ground, as though he were afraid of getting hit, which, given the circumstances, wasn't totally unlikely.
"Charlie and Hermione have been dating. Isn't that great?" Her voice was completely even.
"Yes, mum."
"Congratulations."
"Cheers."
"Can we go back inside now?" Ron asked.
"Oh no, we're going out to celebrate." Her mouth twitched twice, then went still. "Charlie wants everyone to know."
A/N: Omigosh, I just realized I only have one more chapter to go on this!?! WTF, when did i write all this? How did I ever come up with all this? Where have all the cowboys gone?
But then again, i have like, half of a sequel written already. More on that later.
Stupified,
Dragonessa Smith